"Liu Yi, you went too far. Mary is still our daughter; you shouldn't have treated her like this." Su Chengsheng sat in a chair, holding a cup of tea, unsure whether to drink it or put it down, at a loss for what to do.
Huang Liuyi showed a regretful and annoyed expression, but she was stubborn and refused to admit her mistake. "As a younger sister, how dare you be so audacious as to openly lay a hand on your own brother. If I don't teach Su Mali a lesson, who knows how Su Mali will bully and harass Jack after we pass away a hundred years from now."
Since having a wife, children, and a son, Su Changsheng has never had a single day of peace. His son and daughter are always bickering, and in addition to managing family affairs, he also has to find time to teach them. On dark and windy nights, his wife's nagging keeps him awake.
Ultimately, these three were his greatest weaknesses in this life. Su Changsheng couldn't scold or hit them, and he had to bear the suffering himself.
“Liu Yi, I think you can’t just listen to Jack’s side of the story. We also need to hear what Mary is thinking.”
Su Changsheng persisted in persuading Huang Liuyi, and after one night, Huang Liuyi reluctantly stepped down from the altar, following the steps Su Changsheng offered.
Su Changsheng and Huang Liuyi walked side by side to the prison. Along the way, Huang Liuyi recalled the harsh treatment she had inflicted on Ji Xiaoxiao, and a growing sense of regret filled her heart. A son is flesh and blood, but a daughter is just a blade of grass?
Entering the prison cell, Su Changsheng, with his profound cultivation, was the first to smell the strong stench of blood. His leisurely, slow steps quickened considerably under the urging of his anxious mind. Huang Liuyi, momentarily bewildered, followed closely behind. As they drew closer, the intense stench made Huang Liuyi sniffle and furrow her brow.
The two men stepped closer for a look, and their bodies instantly stiffened; the scene before them was beyond their comprehension. They stared wide-eyed, tongues agape, unable to utter a single, monotonous "uh-uh" sound.
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