“Xiang Xinrong, if you don’t give me this house today, I’ll kill you, then cremate you and throw you into the sea to keep my mother company.”
As he spoke, he grabbed a kitchen knife and slashed at Xiang Xinrong.
Xiang Xinrong shouted and ran into the yard.
"Ah—! Murder!"
"I'm your father! You're trying to kill your father with a kitchen knife? Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"
"Hmph, my life is already a complete mess anyway, so go ahead and let lightning strike me dead if you dare!" Xiang Shuxue sneered.
Xiang Xinrong was chased and dodged, startling the chickens in the yard so much that they flew out of their cages.
Aunt Wang was getting anxious. "Should we stop them? What if they really kill him?"
"Yes, madam. It doesn't matter if this person dies, but this is our house, and there will be blood everywhere."
"No need." Xiang Wanwan watched quietly, trusting that Xiang Shuxue knew what she was doing and wouldn't really take Xiang Xinrong's life.
Even if she doesn't think about herself, she will think about her two children.
With a child on her back, Xiang Shuxue couldn't outrun Xiang Xinrong. Seeing that she couldn't catch up, she stopped and suddenly threw the kitchen knife in her hand at Xiang Xinrong in front of her.
The cleaver traced an arc in the air and flew straight toward Xiang Xinrong's back.
Xiang Xinrong sensed something was wrong. He turned his head and saw a kitchen knife coming towards his face. His pupils widened. Just as the knife was about to strike him, he tilted his head slightly. The knife grazed his cheek, struck a pillar of the pavilion with a "clang," and then fell to the ground.
He felt a cold sweat break out on his back, and looked at Xiang Shuxue's angry face in disbelief.
This girl really wants him dead!
Having just narrowly escaped death, Xiang Xinrong felt his legs going weak.
"Shuxue, are you serious?"
Xiang Shuxue slowly walked over, picked up the kitchen knife from the ground, and pointed it at him: "Will you give me the house or not?"
"If you don't give it to me, I'll kill you today, and then take the kids and jump into the sea!"
"Everyone should just give up on living."
Xiang Xinrong was truly terrified this time, his voice trembling as he said, "Give it to me, I'll give it to you!"
He still had money and didn't want to lose his life over a mere room.
"You're crazy, you're absolutely crazy."
Xiang Wanwan smiled slightly; this is the saying "one thing subdues another."
"Come inside."
The group went back into the room, and Xiang Xinrong, holding a pen, looked pained.
He was really heartbroken!
So much money, and a house—once I sign this document, I'll lose everything.
"A money-losing daughter, indeed, daughters are always a money-losing burden."
"Smack!"
"Sign it now!" Xiang Shuxue slapped Xiang Xinrong across the face, then raised the kitchen knife in her hand and glared at her fiercely.
Xiang Xinrong was stunned for a moment, but looking at the sharp kitchen knife, he dared not fight back.
He was genuinely scared!
Wang's wife and Wu's mother couldn't help but laugh.
Xiang Xinrong closed his eyes, signed the document, and handed it to Xiang Wanwan.
"You two weren't mortal enemies before, but now you've teamed up against me. You're turning against the Heavenly Gang!"
Xiang Wanwan ignored his wailing.
As the saying goes, the enemy of my enemy is my friend.
That's how she and Xiang Shuxue are!
Xiang Xinrong looked at Xiang Shuxue beside him, "Can I go now?"
"Put your handprint." Xiang Shuxue took his hand and slashed his palm with a kitchen knife. Blood gushed out instantly, and Xiang Xinrong screamed in pain.
"Ouch, you little brat, that hurts so much!"
"Press!" Xiang Shuxue pressed his hand down.
Finally, Xiang Xinrong signed and pressed his fingerprint, and Xiang Shuxue and her newborn sister also pressed their fingerprints, and only then was it finally over. (This chapter has been read. Please click to continue reading the next chapter!)
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