"No, sister, I just don't want you to..."
"Don't bother me, or I'll stew you if you keep making noise."
Ji Xiaoxiao shouted loudly, and Wei Mi shrank back a step, shrinking her neck. Her big, round eyes instantly filled with tears, and her delicate nose twitched, making her look incredibly pitiful.
Hao Zhenran was truly devoted to Wei Mi, treating her like a precious gem, never daring to utter a harsh word. But today, his beloved had been bullied by this uncouth and rude woman, and Hao Zhenran's anger flared instantly.
"Mo Chuyu, don't be stubborn and ask for trouble. You dare to touch Mimi and see what happens." Hao Zhenran completely forgot that he was still enduring humiliation at Ji Xiaoxiao's feet and said sternly.
Ji Xiaoxiao looked down at Hao Zhenran, then fixed her gaze on Wei Mi's face.
Well, they really are a pair of scumbags, a match made in heaven. If they don't get married and live happily ever after, it would be a disservice to the blind God who allowed them to be born as humans.
Ji Xiaoxiao once thought that if her husband was having an affair, it was only because men's willpower was too weak.
The original answer was—yes.
Without practice, one has no right to speak. In retrospect, that answer was wrong; it was merely a glimpse into the whole picture and a one-sided view.
Hao Zhenran's mistakes are unforgivable. Wei Mi's actions are punishable by death.
In this dazzling world, amidst the hustle and bustle of life, temptations abound.
Just as people are naturally drawn to beauty, they are always curious about new things. Their burgeoning desires erupt in the presence of blooming flowers, causing them to forget their identities and abandon their responsibilities.
Hao Zhenran cheated on Ji Xiaoxiao, who despised his philandering and pretentiousness, blaming him for being unable to resist the allure of wealth and luxury. Coincidentally, Wei Mi, Hao Zhenran's true love, knowingly entered his home despite knowing he had a wife, children, and grandchildren. Wei Mi's behavior was an intentional attempt to destroy the harmony of another family, making her a true slut.
If it didn't concern her, Ji Xiaoxiao would definitely have stayed out of it, watching with amusement and amusement. However, now that she had become the original owner of this body, Ji Xiaoxiao had to prove herself and the original owner right.
"If I hit her, what do you want to do to me?" Ji Xiaoxiao asked with a smile.
You hit my sweetheart?
Is she courting death?
For the first time, Hao Zhenran took a serious look at the woman he had lived with for twenty years. Her skin was somewhat sallow, but her eyes were incredibly bright. Although her appearance was not particularly outstanding, her temperament and aura made Mo Chuyu stand out.
"Is this really Mo Chuyu? Good..." Hao Zhenran asked himself.
Wei Mi, hiding to the side, inadvertently caught a glimpse of Hao Zhenran's expression, and her heart skipped a beat. She understood the meaning behind that look; wasn't that the same look Hao Zhenran had given her when they first met?
"Zhenran," Wei Mi called out Hao Zhenran's broken name with a mournful and drawn-out tone.
Hao Zhenran looked in the direction of the sound, and the burning worry and tender affection in Wei Mi's eyes were like a tiny electric current, tingling and bittersweet, making him tremble.
"Don't be afraid, wait for me," Hao Zhenran said calmly.
They are kind and gentle to their lovers, willing to risk their lives for them, and harsh and relentless in their pursuit of their enemies.
Hao Zhenran clearly distinguishes the status of people in his heart. Ji Xiaoxiao is a weed without a mother's love or a father's care, while Wei Mi is the flesh of his heart that needs to be cared for and warmed.
"Mo Chuyu, let me tell you, if you dare hit Mimi, I'll make you wish you were dead." Perhaps for the sake of his male pride, Hao Zhenran threatened Ji Xiaoxiao with harsh words.
Ji Xiaoxiao remained silent, slightly raised her foot, and then suddenly and swiftly brought it down.
Accompanied by Hao Zhenran's pig-slaughtering squeal, a crisp, clear snap followed.
The pain came suddenly and fiercely; Hao Zhenran's eyes rolled back, and he fainted.
"Son!" Mo Wenqiu and Wu Huihua screamed in unison.
Wu Huihua was stunned for a moment, then suddenly bared her teeth and claws at Ji Xiaoxiao.
“You killed my son, I’m going to fight you to the death,” Wu Huihua said as she scratched and bit.
Hao Zhenran was useless; guarding him was pointless. Ji Xiaoxiao performed a small backflip, instantly leaving her spot, causing Wu Huihua to miss her target.
Wu Huihua lost her footing and fell face-first to the ground with a thud. Her already loose teeth were knocked out by the fall, and bright red blood dripped continuously, a truly frightening sight.
"I want Lu's life." He spoke unclearly, his teeth missing.
Upon seeing and hearing this, Ji Xiaoxiao burst into laughter.
"Hahaha, see, karma's come true!"
People are watching what others do. Ji Xiaoxiao believes in cause and effect, and that retribution is inevitable. It's not that retribution won't come, it's just that the time hasn't arrived yet. When the time comes, both good and evil will be rewarded.
Ji Xiaoxiao's piercing, demonic voice, her son's unconsciousness, and her wife's disgraceful behavior deeply agitated Mo Wenqiu, the head of the family. Mo Wenqiu swallowed his pride and unleashed a powerful attack, determined to subdue the rebellious Ji Xiaoxiao.
Mo Wenqiu kicked aside Wu Huihua, who was blocking his way, and pounced on Ji Xiaoxiao like a hungry tiger. Mo Wenqiu had not received any professional training, and if Ji Xiaoxiao hadn't wanted to avoid causing a fatality, she would have already kicked Mo Wenqiu in the exposed abdomen.
"Don't kill anyone!" Ji Xiaoxiao dodged to the side, and Mo Wenqiu crashed directly into the refrigerator.
The loud crash startled everyone in the room.
After a while, just when everyone thought Mo Wenqiu had passed away, Mo Wenqiu, supporting his swollen forehead, stood up unsteadily and began to curse Ji Xiaoxiao.
"Still not dead? It's true what they say, good people don't live long, but evil people live a thousand years," Ji Xiaoxiao said quietly.
Mo Wenqiu cursed for a long time, his mouth was dry, his head was dizzy, and he felt extremely uncomfortable. Seeing this, Hao Kaiyou immediately helped Mo Wenqiu to a chair and gently massaged his back, which made Mo Wenqiu feel a little better.
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