Sheng Ning stood behind the little fat man, locking eyes with Su Yun.
She nervously swallowed, the look in Su Yun’s eyes making her hair stand on end. Finally, her keen sense of danger alerted her to peril, and she tried to sidestep, but the door was right in front of her, leaving her nowhere to hide.
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Meng Ping, who had been sound asleep on the bed, finally opened his eyes. His cold gaze burst forth with intense murderous intent.
"What are you doing here? Who let you in?" Su Yun crossed her arms and looked down on Sheng Ning, her eyes full of disdain. "You just make me sick. It’s all because of you. How could I have been forced to retire early? How could I lose the job I loved?" Su Yun blamed all her misfortunes on Sheng Ning. Ever since Sheng Ning appeared, she hadn’t had a single good day. Her father didn’t want her, her brothers didn’t want her, and now she had even been forced to give up her job.
What would be next? Would she lose her husband too?
Su Yun closed in step by step, her finger nearly poking Sheng Ning’s forehead as she warned, "Let me tell you, you are not my daughter. I, Su Yun, didn’t give birth to a wolf-hearted, ungrateful creature like you. Don’t even dream about it—trying to climb up the Su Family tree. Just look at yourself, your true colors will be seen through by my parents sooner or later."
"Oh, really?" Sheng Ning gave a faint smile, her beautiful face radiant and stunning. "I think so too!" She spoke seriously to Su Yun, "I don’t have such a shrewish mother. My mother is gentle, kind, hardworking, and simple. And you..." She looked Su Yun up and down, her eyes filled with mockery and contempt, "calling you a pig would be a compliment."
"You... you whore, I’ll strangle you. How dare you insult me, who gave you the courage?" For the first time, Su Yun was cursed so viciously; all her remaining rationality was gone, her eyes blazing with intense hatred, she looked ferocious, as if she wanted to tear Sheng Ning apart with her bare teeth.
Chen Huaying and the little fat man watched, dumbstruck, before finally coming to their senses.
"Good heavens! She’s gone mad. Meng Ping, your mother has gone mad!" Chen Huaying rushed forward to intervene but was violently pushed away by Su Yun. Unprepared, she hit her forehead against the sharpest edge of the washbasin in the room, slicing a long, thin cut across her forehead, blood gushing out and covering her face.
Upon seeing this, Sheng Ning could no longer keep her composure.
"Su Yun, are you sick in the head?" Enraged, she pushed Su Yun away, but Su Yun wouldn’t let go, insistently pulling Sheng Ning’s hair so hard that tears began to swirl in her eyes.
"You whore, you bloody whore. You must have come to settle scores; what on earth did I do in my past life to give birth to a spawn like you?" Su Yun screamed hysterically.
"Your misdeeds from a past life must be numerous," said Sheng Ning, giving up the struggle and speaking with a calm demeanor.
"Hahaha..." Despite the blood covering her head and face, Chen Huaying didn’t cry out in pain; instead, she burst into laughter upon hearing Sheng Ning’s response.
"Enough!" The furious voice of Meng Xingzhi came from the doorway. He was in his crisp uniform, the epaulets and metal badge on his chest shone brightly, so dazzling that it was almost unbearable to look directly at him.
Meng Xingzhi was nearly faint with anger at the scene inside the room. But what chilled him to the bone was seeing his own son. His only remaining son, Meng Xing, was sitting on the bed, holding a gun aimed at his stepmother.
Disbelief filled him. Had he arrived a moment too late, might he have witnessed his son shooting his wife dead?
All eyes, following Meng Xingzhi’s gaze, turned to Meng Ping on the bed. The gun in his hand was still pointed at Su Yun. Moments ago, if it weren’t for Su Yun’s close proximity to Sheng Ning, making it impossible to find a clear shot, Su Yun would already be dead.