Unterwelt

Kapitel 29

"What kind of ending do you want before you'll stop?" He Ying shouted angrily, "Back then, you drove my mother and Xiao Jing to the brink of madness in our home, causing them to develop mutated escapist personalities and be unable to face reality for the rest of their lives. My mother suffered from amnesia because of it. Only after you left our home did she dare to get out of bed and use an axe to break open the door of the empty room to show that her own consciousness still existed. As for Xiao Jing, she suffered even more. Her life was ruined by you. Isn't all of this enough?"

"Of course not." Sister Zhu smiled at He Ying: "I want to make the women of this He family become prostitutes and the men suffer a fate worse than death. If I don't do this, I won't be able to quell the resentment in my heart." As she spoke, Sister Zhu took another step forward.

Seeing this, He Ying shook her head repeatedly: "Sister Zhu, you've gone mad, your inner demons are rampant, you're beyond saving, don't blame me." As she spoke, she suddenly pressed the hydraulic valve of the spray device in her hand, and a puff of smoke sprayed towards Sister Zhu. Sister Zhu swayed slightly and asked in surprise, "What's that smell?" He Ying replied, "Ether, just a numbing gas that takes effect very quickly." As soon as she finished speaking, Sister Zhu collapsed face down to the ground with a thud.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Hong slowly opened her eyes. She struggled for a moment and was extremely surprised to find that her hands and feet were tied behind her back, and she was lying on a bed in a room. Looking at the furnishings in the room, she was shocked to find that it was a room on the third floor.

What's going on? Why are you tying me up? Lin Hong was terrified. She tried desperately to recall what had happened, but as soon as she tried, her head throbbed with pain. This inexplicable event filled her with fear, and she cried out, "Is anyone there?"

Footsteps came from the stairwell, and He Ying pushed open the door and entered: "Sister Zhu, you're awake?"

"Sister Zhu?" Lin Hong was so surprised she could hardly speak. "Big sister, it's me, Lin Hong."

“That’s right, you are Lin Hong.” He Ying said gloomily, “But Sister Zhu was hiding inside your body and caused our family a terrible tragedy, so we had no choice but to tie you up.”

"Sister Zhu is hiding inside me?" Lin Hong was surprised at first, then laughed: "Big sister, are you kidding me?"

"I'm not joking." He Ying recounted the whole story. Lin Hong listened with surprise at first, but the more she listened, the more frightened she became. The fact that another terrifying woman was lurking inside her body made her tremble involuntarily: "Big sister, big sister, don't lie to me, this is impossible!"

“You know perfectly well, just like me,” He Ying said with a bitter smile. “Lin Hong, there’s really nothing we can do. We know you’re very wronged. After all, the evil things Sister Zhu did have nothing to do with you. You’re a victim just like our family. But we can’t let you go no matter what. Otherwise, none of us can bear the consequences if Sister Zhu comes back.” After saying this, Lin Hong was about to say something when He Ying closed the door. “I’m sorry, you’ll have to bear with it for now. We’ll let you go once we find a way to get rid of Sister Zhu.” Watching He Ying close the door and leave, Lin Hong shouted angrily, but no matter how she shouted, no one paid any attention to her. The He family members were either injured or disabled, and the psychological counselor Yang Sipeng had died a violent death. He Ming and He Ying were racking their brains to exonerate the unsuspecting Lin Hong and had no time to care about her grievances.

Lin Hong shouted for a long time, until finally, exhausted, she began to sob softly, overwhelmed by anger, disappointment, and pain. Night fell amidst her sobs.

Exhausted, Lin Hong drifted off to sleep amidst pain and resentment. Her hands and feet were bound behind her back, making her sleep restless, her body twitching intermittently. Suddenly, she shivered and opened her eyes. Outside, she could hear footsteps approaching.

Heavy footsteps sounded, approaching from afar, carrying a terrifying force.

The footsteps grew closer, and a terrifying figure was projected onto the dimly lit wall. Lin Hong struggled in terror, trying to escape the oppressive shadow, but no matter how hard she struggled, she could not break free from this horrifying dream.

This was the nightmare that had tormented her since childhood, and she never imagined it would actually come true.

She saw that her hands and feet were tied behind her back, and ghostly shadows flickered on the walls of the dark room. A sinister, chilling atmosphere permeated the surroundings, an atmosphere that instilled despair.

Footsteps were already close at hand, and a huge black shadow loomed over them.

A terrifying face drew near to her. She cried out, a desperate wail, but no sound came out, and she couldn't make out the face. She only vaguely sensed that the figure was holding a white candle, slowly bending down towards her. The wax dripped onto her bare skin, the burning sensation sending shivers down her spine. The indistinct face let out a strange laugh, a sinister and chilling laugh, like an evil hand reaching into her body, as if to rip out her internal organs.

Just as Lin Hong was gripped by extreme fear, a chilling voice rang out:

"Hello, Mrs. He, I'm Sister Zhu. I'm sorry to have troubled you."

Lin Hong's eyes widened suddenly, and she exclaimed in disbelief, "Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, how could it be you?"

"That's right, Sister Zhu is me." The terrifying figure laughed loudly, "Mrs. He, my plan is just too perfect, so perfect that it's worthy of applause and admiration. Don't you think it's very entertaining?"

"But He Ming, you you you you you...you're a man, how could you be Sister Zhu?" Lin Hong was so shocked that she couldn't control herself.

"Nonsense," Sister Zhu retorted angrily. "Who said I'm a man? I'm a woman through and through." With that, He Ming stood up and swayed her hips a few steps in front of Lin Hong with a seductive and alluring manner. Her movements were like a willow dancing in the wind, undeniably alluring, yet carrying an eerie and sinister air. "Mrs. He, there was a reason why you felt fear when you first came to the He family. The reason is that you were here before and were hypnotized by me. You accepted my instructions: first, to forget everything that happened here; but once you hear that nursery rhyme, you will admit that you are Sister Zhu. You must understand the helplessness I have in doing this. I must use the hands of the He family to deliver a fatal blow to the He family. Only in this way can I experience the pleasure of revenge."

As she spoke, Sister Zhu strolled over to Lin Hong and brought the candle close to Lin Hong's face: "What pleases me is that the hallucinogen 'Ghost Face Blue' really has a very obvious effect. Your psychological and conscious acceptance of suggestion is extremely strong. You actually admitted that you are me, hahaha. In fact, you are just a tiny link in my revenge plan. Actually, you would have realized if you had just used your brain a little. If you were really me, how did you get He Zhenggang's family onto that cement slab on the construction site the night before last? You couldn't have gotten up there at all. I used a crane to put you up there. Hahaha."

Lin Hong stared blankly at the strange man in front of her, and after a long time, she began to tremble violently: "My God, He Ming, you really can't be Sister Zhu. Sister Zhu doesn't exist at all. If she really did exist, then you were hypnotized by the evil avenger hiding behind the scenes, just like you said. Think quickly, who is that person?"

"Hahaha," as if she had heard something ridiculous, Sister Zhu laughed so hard she covered her stomach and squatted on the ground. "I can't believe you're still clinging to illusions even now, hahaha, you're hopelessly stupid. Think about it, when you and Qin Fangcheng went out for a trip, how did he fall down the hillside? You were following the instructions I gave you while hypnotizing you. Why did I tell you my story? It was to implant this psychological suggestion into your mind, to make you subconsciously admit that you are Sister Zhu. So you admitted it, and I used that opportunity to stab Yang Sipeng, the only person who knew the truth, with a screwdriver. That way, no one could tell the truth anymore. Why did I tell you He Dazhuang's story? Just to make you see this non-existent ghost under this psychological suggestion. And you did see it, and that huge red-scaled turtle too. Do you know why I kept repeating this illusion to you? You should know that He Zhenggang's favorite food is turtle meat, hahaha."

“There’s one more thing,” Sister Zhu leaned down and roughly grabbed Lin Hong with both hands. Her hands were so strong that Lin Hong couldn’t help but groan in pain. “You bitch, haven’t you realized that I made a serious oversight when I was telling my story? Where was He Zhenggang’s son, He Ming, when I took revenge on the He family? Didn’t you think about that? Hahaha!”

Suddenly, Sister Zhu lowered her head, her cold nose pressed against Lin Hong's nose, her two eyes filled with endless resentment staring intently at Lin Hong's terrified eyes: "Because I was inside He Zhenggang's son He Ming's body at that time, and also because I was already dead at that time, dead in endless humiliation, dead in He Zhenggang's inhuman torture!"

“I died, with a filthy body overflowing with the bodily fluids of He Zhenggang. I died from He Zhenggang’s endless bestial torture. I died a horrible death. I had resigned myself to fate, hoping that my humiliation and submission would elicit even the slightest pity from He Zhenggang, but I was ultimately disappointed. He Zhenggang wasn’t even human. Do you know how he tortured me to death? He, along with Qin Fangcheng and Zhao Zhuo’s fathers, imprisoned me in a small hut in the wilderness. When I was about to give birth, they actually played a birthing game. Their demonic hands reached into my body and pulled out my poor, unborn child. The excruciating pain, the heart-wrenching sorrow, my blood gushed like a spring. In my last moments before my consciousness faded, I gathered my last resentment and vowed that even if I had to endure the torment of hellfire, I would repay the He family with the same cruelty and evil.”

"And so, I began to advance my plan step by step," Sister Zhu's voice suddenly turned resentful. "First, I kept persuading He Zhenggang to embezzle as much as possible for his son, He Ming. He Zhenggang had long harbored this intention, and when his embezzlement of 40 million led to the collapse of the International Exhibition and Conference Center building, I thought his retribution had come. But what was infuriating was that no one thought to hold him accountable, and no one took the responsibility to seriously investigate the building collapse. They simply dismissed him from his post, and he seemed very aggrieved, even refusing to accept the dismissal. In anger, I found Ma Caishen and had him impersonate He Dazhuang's ghost to appear from time to time and scare He Zhenggang. This trick was indeed very effective. In fact, what really worked wasn't this trick, but the hallucinogenic powder mixed in his food that caused He Zhenggang to hallucinate. But that wasn't enough, far from enough. So I also hinted to He Jing to transfer the huge sum of money that He Zhenggang had embezzled and transferred to He Ming's company." He Jing already knew I was back; her instinctive fear prevented her from resisting in the slightest. After this blow, He Zhenggang completely collapsed. Did you think it was a coincidence that He Zhenggang fell off the chair that day, hitting his mother and both of them ending up in the hospital? No, I did it. I did everything. Why? Because you didn't want to live in this house. Although you had been hypnotized, your self-preservation instinct was still at work. With no other option, I had to invite Yang Sipeng to the house and hypnotize you again. This time it worked immediately; you came back, and my plan immediately went into execution. But you brought that annoying, trashy woman, Fu Xiuying, and another nanny, Little Pig, who was no longer of any use. I had to get rid of those two. Right here on the third floor, right here, right in your spot. Now, it's finally your turn. Hahaha, Mrs. He, are you satisfied with this result?

"But...but..." Lin Hong shouted angrily, "All of this has nothing to do with me!"

“You are He Ming’s wife,” Sister Zhu replied in a sinister voice, “Since I am seeking revenge against the He family, you will certainly not stand aside.”

"You're talking nonsense!" Lin Hong was furious. "You just said it yourself. My marriage to He Ming was actually done under your hypnosis and the influence of hallucinogens."

“You’re absolutely right,” Sister Zhu nodded in agreement. “But we have to find a scapegoat for this, right? I hope you can understand this unavoidable situation.”

Lin Hong's breathing quickened with fear: "You want to pin everything on me?"

“Someone has to take responsibility for this,” Sister Zhu replied with a smile. “Only in this way will this matter become a thing of the past and be quickly forgotten.”

"Then their family..." Lin Hong became even more frightened.

"Oh, you care about that?" Sister Zhu said with a smile. "Our plan is this: He Zhenggang and his family will disappear from this eerie house forever, just like that garbage woman Fu Xiuying, as if they never existed."

"What exactly do you want to do to them?" Lin Hong pressed.

Sister Zhu stood up, swaying He Ming's waist as they walked a few steps in the dimly lit room: "Death has always been a release, not a punishment. What I mean is, the He family cannot die, not a single one of them. They must live on, in the most terrible way possible for them, hahaha." A cruel and gleeful smile appeared on her face: "Guess how I'll treat them?"

Suddenly she leaned close to Lin Hong's face and said, word by word, "You must really want to know the answer, right? Someone will be happy to tell you."

“That man,” Sister Zhu’s voice suddenly became charming, filled with an indescribable tenderness, “is my husband. I believe Mrs. He, you will also like such an outstanding and excellent man as him!” With Sister Zhu’s exaggerated gesture, the door suddenly opened, and a fat man strode in with a thud.

He walked up to Lin Hong, stopped, and pinched her cheek with a chubby finger: "Miss Lin, it's been a long time."

"It's you? You're Sister Zhu's husband?" Lin Hong's terror that night had pushed her to her breaking point. Even if she saw something even more bizarre, her taut nerves couldn't react rationally. "Du Hongyuan, I really didn't expect that you were Sister Zhu's husband."

“You didn’t expect that would be your mistake.” Du Hongyuan smiled and beckoned to Sister Zhu: “Wife, come here.”

Sister Zhu immediately rushed into Du Hongyuan's arms, burying her head in the pile of fat on Du Hongyuan's belly. The most bizarre thing about this scene was that the so-called Sister Zhu was just He Ming, who had lost his self-awareness. He was a man who insisted that he was a woman. It was one thing for him to act coy and think that he was a woman, but he also thought that he was the wife of the fat man Du Hongyuan. The scene made Lin Hong's scalp tingle and she almost vomited.

With one arm around He Ming, Du Hongyuan twisted He Ming's buttocks hard twice. His ugly face let out a creepy laugh: "Wife, go downstairs first and have a good chat with He Zhenggang. He was so infatuated with your body back then. Now that old feelings have been rekindled and dreams have been rekindled, I believe he will be so excited that he will cry his heart out."

Under hypnosis, He Ming obeyed Du Hongyuan's every word. He gave a coquettish reply, swayed his hips, and went downstairs. Then Du Hongyuan slowly lit a cigarette, walked to the bedside, and blew the smoke into Lin Hong's face. Lin Hong coughed from the smoke, while Du Hongyuan chuckled strangely.

“You’re a smart woman, you haven’t disappointed me at all.” Du Hongyuan said, “When you saw He Ming appear and claim that he was Sister Zhu, you immediately realized that he was like you, hypnotized and then unknowingly took hallucinogens, mistaking the hallucination for reality. But you didn’t expect that the real mastermind behind it all was me, Du Hongyuan.”

A sharp scream suddenly rang out downstairs. The voice sounded very much like a woman's, but Lin Hong recognized it as He Zhenggang's scream. One can imagine how intense the eerie feeling must have been for this dying old man when he suddenly saw his own son speaking in a woman's voice and walking in a woman's manner.

Du Hongyuan squinted, listening with satisfaction to the terrified screams of the He family downstairs. The heart-wrenching shrieks brought him immense pleasure, as if this were the greatest enjoyment in his life. After a long while, until He Zhenggang's woman-like shriek abruptly ceased, Du Hongyuan smacked his lips, still savoring the moment, and said to Lin Hong:

"I suspect that there is another insidious woman hiding inside that old devil He Zhenggang, otherwise why would his screams be so sharp and piercing?"

Lin Hong shrank back, the prolonged binding making her blood stagnate, her joints aching and itchy, an indescribable discomfort: "Du Hongyuan, you came to seek revenge on He Zhenggang, why did you drag all the He family members who had nothing to do with it into this? Don't you think you've gone too far?"

"Excessive?" Du Hongyuan seemed to be provoked: "If anything is excessive, then He Zhenggang went too far. When he was coveting my wife's looks, framing her to prison in order to possess her, and cruelly abusing her, did he not think about retribution?"

Lin Hong shook her head: "Du Hongyuan, you are also a successful man. You should know that every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt its debtor."

"Don't try to lecture me!" Du Hongyuan spat all over Lin Hong's face: "Do you know that when my wife was being wantonly abused and ravaged by He Zhenggang, she asked He Zhenggang more than once, 'Do you know how he got back?'"

"What did he say?" Lin Hong asked curiously.

“He said,” Du Hongyuan raised a hand, “He Zhenggang told my wife at the time: ‘Don’t dream. There has never been any retribution in this world. Those nonsense about being punished for doing bad things are just lies to fool you ignorant people. I don’t believe it.’”

Suddenly, Du Hongyuan grabbed Lin Hong's hair and roared angrily, "Did you hear that? He said he doesn't believe it!!!"

Lin Hong cried out in pain as she was being pulled: "Just because he doesn't believe in retribution, you're going to inflict that kind of retribution on an innocent person?"

"Who is innocent?" Du Hongyuan sneered. "Is it He Zhenggang's wife? Who is innocent? Is it He Zhenggang's daughter? Who is innocent? Is it He Zhenggang's son, or you?"

Lin Hong shrank back in fear: "In fact, all the people you just mentioned are innocent, at least in your case."

Du Hongyuan chuckled maliciously: "Fine, you bitch, since you won't admit it until you're faced with the truth, then I'll make things clear. He Zhenggang's wife is a woman; how could she not know He Zhenggang's true intention in making my wife work as their nanny? But she refused to protect my wife or stop it. Instead, after my wife was brutally raped by He Zhenggang, she beat her severely, and along with her son and daughter, the whole family abused my wife. My wife was worried that this would bring me, who was in jail at the time, so she had no choice but to endure it silently. But He Zhenggang's family not only didn't repent, but they intensified their abuse, repeatedly humiliating and beating my wife, pushing her to the brink of a nervous breakdown. Ultimately, she became mentally unstable and committed a series of uncontrollable acts, which led to her falling back into He Zhenggang's hands and being tortured to death. Now tell me, in this heinous and horrific crime, who is innocent?"

“At least He Ming and He Jing were still young at the time,” Lin Hong argued, “they cannot be held responsible for their actions!”

"If things are really as you say, then where is the inescapable law of retribution reflected?" Du Hongyuan asked Lin Hong calmly.

Lin Hong was stunned for a moment: "Du Hongyuan, don't forget you're not God."

"Of course I'm not!" Du Hongyuan roared. "Even if I were, it wouldn't affect He Zhenggang at all, because he has no good intentions whatsoever. He only fears one kind of power: evil. So, unless I become a demon, my injustice and shame will never be washed away!"

“Du Hongyuan, if you take another step forward, you will be doomed!” Lin Hong warned. “In this world, there is only one force that is just, and that is the law of the world.”

Lin Hong's words provoked Du Hongyuan to burst into a strange laugh: "The law of the world? Are you kidding me? My God, you woman are incredibly stupid."

Suddenly he grabbed Lin Hong again and roared: "The collapse of the International Exhibition and Conference Center building turned more than forty lives into dust, yet He Zhenggang has no responsibility for it and can live a carefree life. Is this what you call the power of justice in the world? It is utterly powerless in the face of those in power. Now tell me, if I don't take action myself, who in this world will be willing to give me justice?"

Under the cover of night, the He residence was filled with a sinister and chilling atmosphere. Something was writhing in the darkness. Du Hongyuan's resentful roar suddenly rose and fell, and the darkness suddenly became deathly silent. This silence was so terrifying that it seemed that evil forces had taken control of the world.

A mournful wail came from He Zhenggang's room on the second floor. The sound was filled with despair and pain, like the agonizing screams of thousands of ghosts in hell being scorched by flames. The wail was long and drawn out, and the infinite resentment carried in the scream was like a sharp needle piercing Lin Hong's heart, making her shiver involuntarily.

The wailing suddenly ceased, vanishing without a trace, as if it had never happened. Lin Hong shook her head blankly, wondering if the terrible screams had been her imagination, when Du Hongyuan let out a sinister sneer:

"You heard it now, that beautiful sound. Do you know? That's how I screamed in prison back then, and that's how my wife screamed under He Zhenggang's lewdness and rape. But our screams and pleas only earned us more cruel and pleasurable abuse from He Zhenggang. He doesn't even believe there is retribution in this world. How is that possible? How can the innocent who have been humiliated, harmed, and cruelly abused live forever with tears streaming down their faces and swallowing their sobs? All the injustice and evil in the world needs to be put to rest at this moment. That is where the value of justice lies."

He Zhenggang's screams rang out again. Lin Hong trembled with fear at the sound. She really didn't know what method He Ming was using to torture his father. No, no, no, that wasn't He Ming. That was Du Hongyuan's wife, Sister Zhu. This couple was the embodiment of evil. He Zhenggang had been evil all his life, yet he didn't believe in retribution. Perhaps he was right. But while the kind might swallow their tears when humiliated, the wicked would not. He Zhenggang finally suffered the revenge of evil.

The door opened silently, and He Ming appeared in the doorway. He called out in Sister Zhu's languid voice, "Hongyuan."

Du Hongyuan chuckled strangely. This guy was clearly very pleased to have his enemy's son treat him as a husband: "Wife, what's up?"

"Hongyuan, our little baby isn't full yet. That old man He Zhenggang doesn't produce enough milk, and our baby is crying from hunger." As he spoke, He Mingxiang walked in step by step, carrying an infant and something else in his arms.

Lin Hong was staring intently at the thing he was holding when suddenly she froze. From within He Ming's arms, a pair of eyes were coldly glancing at him.

Those eyes, evil and cold, glowed with a terrifying emerald green light, carrying a sinister chill and exuding the eeriness unique to the underworld, coldly glancing at her. Startled, Lin Hong's heart clenched violently, and she almost screamed.

It was a turtle. Its head was frighteningly large, and its neck extremely short, too short to retract into its shell. The turtle's head was covered by large, horny scutes, and its jaws were thick and prominently hooked, resembling an eagle's beak. The carapace was oblong, concave in the middle of the anterior edge, flattened at the ridge, with a longitudinal ridge like a sharp blade imprinted on the turtle's back. The nuchal scute was extremely short and wide, and the plastron was nearly rectangular, with a flat anterior edge and a concave posterior edge, making it look incredibly bizarre.

This strange turtle had webbed toes and claws. Its thighs and anus were covered in bluish-green, cone-shaped scales. Its frighteningly long tail was ringed with rectangular scales. The turtle's back was brownish-black with striking orange-yellow spots, and several radiating black stripes ran along its vertebral scute. Each costal scute had a small black spot. Most astonishingly, its plastron was olive-green, its carapace reddish-brown, and its belly a bizarre orange-red.

Lin Hong was very familiar with this turtle. She had seen it in the pig's room before, and she, Zhao Zhuo, and Qin Fangcheng had been fiercely chased by it in the dark of night. Zhao Zhuo stubbornly believed that this terrifying turtle was the incarnation of Du Hongyuan. Now Lin Hong knew that Zhao Zhuo was not wrong.

Seeing the horrified look in Lin Hong's eyes, Du Hongyuan laughed loudly: "You might be wondering why there's a turtle here? What role does it play in this righteous revenge? Wife, you might as well tell Miss Lin so she can die in peace."

He Ming let out a few miserable, eerie laughs: "That's right, it's this turtle. This is the tonic that beast He Zhenggang loves to eat. Do you know how he nourishes himself? When I was alive, he kept this turtle with me, letting this terrible turtle suck my blood and body fluids. Then he stewed the strange turtle, which had become fat from sucking my bodily fluids, into turtle soup. He Zhenggang himself really liked the taste of this food. He did it tirelessly. However, now he has finally tasted the terrifying fate of becoming a delicacy."

Slowly, she reached out a hand and stroked the head of the strange turtle in her arms. The turtle seemed to have smelled something delicious, and its thick neck kept stretching and contracting, as if it was about to pounce on Lin Hong. Lin Hong instinctively dodged backward, and she saw with fear that there were still a few drops of milky white, viscous juice dripping from the corner of the turtle's lips.

Suddenly, He Ming extended his index finger and flicked it lightly on the lips of the strange turtle. A drop of milky white juice was flicked and splashed onto Lin Hong's face. A strong fishy smell hit her face, and Lin Hong was so frightened that she suddenly let out a scream.

Her screams made Du Hongyuan laugh uncontrollably: "Hahaha, that's right, you understand everything now. What Zhao Zhuo told you is basically all true. After I got out of prison, I went to He Zhenggang's house to look for my wife, but I only found this strange turtle. From that day on, I swore that I would repay the He family for every tragedy my wife suffered in her life, no matter the cost. I worked hard for this goal for thirty years. Thirty years ago, I was just an unemployed bum and had no ability to compete with He Zhenggang's powerful influence. But thirty years later, everything has turned around. This proves the old saying, 'Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river,' hahaha."

"Hongyuan, why bother talking so much to this bitch?" He Ming said from the side, dissatisfied. "Our baby is hungry, let's feed the baby with this woman."

"What's the rush, wife?" Du Hongyuan deliberately pulled He Ming into his arms, intentionally amplifying the fear in Lin Hong's heart: "Didn't I just say that I'm going to make sure that the humiliation you suffered thirty years ago is exacted back on the He family without any regrets?"

He Ming twisted his waist: "Hongyuan, I won't allow you to touch this woman."

"What's wrong, honey? Are you jealous?" Du Hongyuan was so happy his eyes practically disappeared.

“Of course,” He Ming completely lost his senses, believing himself to be Sister Zhu, and said coquettishly, “I’m the one who is your wife.”

"Yes, that's why I'm going to avenge you in front of you. Don't you like it?" Du Hongyuan asked, pinching He Ming with his fat hand in a ridiculous manner.

He Ming frowned in confusion: "Hongyuan, you should be seeking revenge on He Zhenggang's wife. Doesn't she like you touching that woman?"

"He Zhenggang's wife?" Du Hongyuan reached out and scratched his fat face. "That old woman, aren't you deliberately trying to make things difficult for me?" As he spoke, his lewd little eyes blinked, and he burst into laughter again.

He Ming writhed in disgust: "Don't they care? They just want to use this woman to feed our baby."

“Hmm,” Du Hongyuan blinked, reached out and fiddled with the strange turtle’s head, then looked at Lin Hong: “Miss Lin, I really am a little reluctant to part with you, but look at my wife like this, I really have no choice, hahaha.” Amidst the strange laughter, He Ming’s face revealed a cruel urgency. He stepped forward, grabbed Lin Hong’s hair, and used a chisel to forcefully chisel into Lin Hong’s skull.