As the days passed, Zhou Li's baby was born. The baby was crying for milk, babbling, toddling, and walking briskly. The five-year-old was unruly and willful; in a word, a little devil.
Because of Tang Song's delays and Zhou Li's sabotage, 32-year-old Tang Yu is still all alone. She supports four people on her own, a very heavy burden on her shoulders. She struggles and wants to give up, but facing the weeping Tang Song, Tang Yu grits her teeth and perseveres.
Two years later, Zhou Li's child turned seven, and the child's biological father came looking for her. Benefiting from her son, Zhou Li left Tang Song and began a carefree life in a wealthy family.
After seven years together, Tang Song not only couldn't see through Zhou Li, but he also became increasingly attached to her. He went to find Zhou Li, wanting to quietly protect her even if he couldn't be with her.
As fate would have it, Zhou Li's villa happened to need a knowledgeable and well-educated housekeeper. Tang Song applied excitedly, but left dejectedly, having failed. Later, someone offered him a solution: if he offered his sister, everything would be fine.
Tang Song hesitated for a long time, and a day later, he put the unconscious Tang Yu into a car.
Tang Yu was unaware that she had been sold out by her own brother. Although she was over thirty, she still had a good foundation. With a little maintenance, makeup, and dressing up, she had the charm of a mature woman that no young girl could compare to.
Having spent ten years in the den of demons, Tang Yu was in unbearable pain.
One day, she saw her older brother. He was doing well, even though he was bowing and scraping to a young boy with a fawning expression.
It was then that she learned that she had not been kidnapped and brought here at all, but had been sold by her own brother in exchange for the position of housekeeper at the villa where Zhou Li lived.
That night, Tang Yu killed the boy Tang Song had brought, set fire to the fire, and ended her tragic life.
Ji Xiaoxiao was awakened by a woman's scream.
"Ah... a mouse, there's a mouse."
"What? There are rats again?" The man's voice was filled with terror.
Ji Xiaoxiao opened her eyes and saw two people running towards her.
"Tang Yu, don't be like a pig, get up and go kill the rats." The woman grabbed Ji Xiaoxiao's arm, her bright red long fingernails easily scratching Ji Xiaoxiao's skin.
Ji Xiaoxiao frowned, but she didn't feel much pain.
She sat on the bed, staring intently at the woman in front of her. The woman was beautiful, but heavily made up, dressed provocatively, and wore tacky gold necklaces and bracelets around her neck and wrists, making herself look like a nouveau riche.
"Ayu, hurry up and go! It's a mouse!" he said impatiently.
Ji Xiaoxiao looked over at the sound and saw a man who looked like a young man in his twenties. He had long, slender, and fair fingers, long and straight legs, and bright eyes under his willow-leaf eyebrows that sparkled with charm.
This is a scumbag who looks like a woman, the original owner's older brother, Tang Song!
Ji Xiaoxiao blinked, recovering from the aftereffects of the time travel and adapting to the scenery of the new world. She slowly lay back on the bed and naturally pulled the blanket over herself.
Ji Xiaoxiao's series of movements were so fluid and graceful that Zhou Li and Tang Song felt embarrassed to interrupt her. Then, they flew into a rage, feeling they had been fooled by a lazy, good-for-nothing woman—a clear mockery of their intelligence.
"Get up," Zhou Li said, pulling the blanket up.
She's quick to resort to violence at the slightest disagreement; Zhou Li built her empire with her delicate, beautiful hands.
With a gentle tug from Ji Xiaoxiao, the advantages that the original owner had developed from years of running around in business were revealed. Zhou Li exclaimed in surprise and fell hard onto the bed.
With a loud thud, Zhou Li's nose turned bright red, and tears streamed down her face.
"Darling." Tang Song was flustered, afraid to touch her, yet wanting to comfort her, he paced around like an ant on a hot pan, but ultimately took no real action.
Zhou Li slapped Tang Song across the face and shouted, "Your sister hit me, and you're not going to help me get revenge? You useless piece of trash!"
Tang Song smiled foolishly. As long as Zhou Li still dared to beat and scold him, it was as if Zhou Li cared about him and still liked him.
Tang Song firmly believed that "spare the rod and spoil the child."
Tang Song comforted Zhou Li gently, then turned around with a stern face and said sternly, "Tang Yu, you've gone too far! You even dared to lay a hand on your sister-in-law."
Tang Song looked around and saw a fist-sized stone in the corner, which was used to block rat holes. He walked over, picked it up, and slammed it hard onto the protrusion on the bed.
Ji Xiaoxiao deftly threw back the covers, stood on the bed, and looked around, searching for something. She pulled up the covers, and a stone fell to the ground. She picked it up expressionlessly and held it in her hand. Her body was exhausted, her eyes were bloodshot, and the dark circles under her eyes looked like two crawling caterpillars, conspicuous and pitiful.
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