When Zhou Qi was pregnant, Zhao Li would buy several pounds of hawthorn for her every day.
It is said that during the later stages of her pregnancy, Zhou Qi suffered from severe morning sickness, and her reactions were particularly intense.
She was forced by her husband to drink a soup made from their child's hair.
She was compelled to use young boys' urine for disinfection. After a miscarriage, she was pressured into getting sterilized.
After the child died, she was made to produce milk powder to feed someone else's son.
Her husband and mother-in-law must be beasts, right?
Even a tiger wouldn’t harm its own cub; how could this beast kill his own son!
For the sake of his mistress, he drove his own mother insane!
Such a person deserves to live without dignity!
Every comment pierced Zhao Li's heart like needles.
He covered his eyes in pain.
Inside, it felt as if a dull knife was cutting into his flesh.
Zhao Li tried to numb himself with alcohol but found that the more he drank, the clearer his mind became.
He opened his phone and looked at the online comments about Zhou Qi, tears welling up in his eyes.
"I'm sorry."
"I'm sorry, my wife."
He collapsed onto the table, crying bitterly.
The house was empty; no one answered him.
He felt an unprecedented sense of loneliness and despair.
At that moment, a sudden knock echoed from the door.
Zhao Li jolted awake from his sorrow and stumbled to the door.
When he opened it, he was taken aback to see his sister, Zhao Ling!
Her hair was disheveled, and her body was covered in wounds.
"Brother!"
Zhao Ling cried as she threw herself into his arms.
Zhao Li staggered back from the impact but quickly steadied her.
"Xiao Ling? What are you doing here?"
Zhao Ling sobbed, "Brother! I managed to escape!"
"That beast tortured me mercilessly!"
"He said he would take the child away from me!"
Zhao Li was taken aback.
"So you ran away?"
Zhao Ling nodded through her tears.
"Brother! You have to save me!"
Seeing his sister in such a pitiful state filled Zhao Li with compassion.
"Come inside."
He helped her into the house and poured her a glass of water.
Zhao Ling held the cup, a glimmer of light appearing in her eyes.
"Brother! Do you know? I just ran into Zhou Qi on the road."
Zhao Li was taken aback.
"What did you say?!"
Zhao Ling set down her cup and replied casually, "She seems to be doing quite well."
"She even had a little child with her."
Zhao Li froze.
"A child? What child?"
Zhao Ling shook her head.
"I don't know either; maybe it's a relative of hers."
Zhao Li's brows furrowed deeply.
Seeing his expression, Zhao Ling couldn't help but smile slightly.
Suddenly, she wrapped her arms around Zhao Li's neck and leaned close to his ear, whispering,
"Brother, I can have your children."
Zhao Li was startled and immediately pushed her away.
"What nonsense are you talking about?!"
Zhao Ling smiled lightly. "Brother, don't you want us to be together forever?"
Zhao Li's eyes widened in shock.
“Xiao Ling! What on earth are you talking about?!”
Zhao Ling sighed.
“Brother, don’t you understand yet?”
“If it weren’t for me, how could you and Zhou Qi have come this far?”
Zhao Li's eyes widened in shock.
“So it was all your doing!”
“So those so-called beauty soups were also your idea to get Mom to make, right?”
Zhao Ling smiled slightly, acknowledging the truth.
Zhao Li trembled with anger.
“Zhao Ling! You are truly ruthless!”
“You will stop at nothing for your own goals!”
“You would even use a child as a pawn!”
“Zhou Qi has done nothing to you, yet you treat her this way!”
Zhao Ling shrugged dismissively.
“So what if I do?”
“As long as you’re by my side, I don’t care about anyone else.”
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