【Sakyo's Legend - Revenge】(04-11) 【Author: Kyoja Mineya】

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New 　　Year's Day. 　　No one except my father-in-law and I knew what we talked about that evening. 　　But everyone in the family heard that when I left my father-in-law's study that morning, he had smashed a 　　Song Dynasty Ru ware blue-and-white porcelain vase that he had treasured for many years. 　　My mother-in-law thought we had quarreled and rushed to his study to comfort him, but to her surprise, he 　　calmly said, "Nothing's wrong, I just accidentally knocked it over. Go have breakfast." 　　My mother-in-law, worried, wanted to ask more questions, but my father-in-law impatiently waved his hand. She had no choice but to 　　swallow her questions. After so many years of marriage, she understood that her husband's gesture meant he didn't want to 　　talk about this anymore. 　　My mother-in-law followed closely behind my father-in-law, faintly hearing him mutter a few words—"fragile," 　　"precious," "daughter," "Haojiagou." 　　When my parents-in-law came into the living room, I had already set out breakfast. 　　The Bai family's breakfast was quite lavish. Because everyone's tastes were different, the servants had to get up early to prepare 　　it. Mr. Bai, being a native of Beijing, only ate tofu pudding, pickled vegetables, and fried dough sticks for breakfast; my mother-in-law liked fried liver with two small 　　steamed buns and a bowl of vegetable porridge; my wife, who had studied abroad in her youth, preferred Western-style breakfasts, usually grilled sausage, mashed potatoes, 　　and a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice. 　　As for me? My father had passed away when I was young, and for over a decade I had lived a commuter-student life, often staying in the poor, remote Haojiagou village 　　, where I ate only a bowl of porridge every morning. 　　I smiled and greeted my parents-in-law as they sat down. This smile wasn't a fake one for my wife or my mother, Hao Laogou 　　; it was a genuine smile, because this elderly couple truly treated me like their son. 　　In my father-in-law's eyes, I was a capable and sensible son-in-law, ambitious and hardworking, always tirelessly working for the family without 　　complaint, and utterly loyal to my wife, never straying. 　　In short, my father-in-law is very satisfied with me as his son-in-law. He had previously said that he only 　　allowed Xuan Shi to come to our house for the New Year because of me. This shows my status in his heart, which is why he 　　believed 　　my "absurd words" 　　last night even though I had no evidence . 　　In my mother-in-law's eyes, I am her own son, so she treats me with utmost gentleness and care, making me 　　feel a maternal love no less than that of my own mother. This is why I admire and love my mother-in-law. 　　I, Zuo Jing, hereby swear that in this life, I will never let anything happen to my parents! I gritted my teeth and thought. 　　"Where's Yingying?" 　　my father-in-law asked with a frown. "Still sleeping at this hour? Go wake her up." 　　"I'll go. She was very upset last night, and she's probably throwing a tantrum now." 　　My mother-in-law glared at me as she got up. 　　"No, what would you do if they were arguing?" 　　My father-in-law said casually, sipping his tofu pudding. "Let Xiao Jing go." 　　I understood his intention. After our long talk last night, he probably sensed a 　　hidden rift between my wife and me. He was giving me a chance to mend our relationship and avoid divorce later. 　　I smiled bitterly. My father-in-law didn't understand. There was no future for us. 　　The rift between us was wide enough to tear apart ten years of loving marriage—not a small 　　rift, but a Mariana Trench 70 kilometers wide and 2,550 kilometers long! But I couldn't 　　explain it to him like that, so I simply helped my mother-in-law back to her seat with a polite smile and said calmly, "Mom, you can 　　eat your meal now. I'll go wake up that lazybones wife!" 　　Seeing my sincere smile, my mother-in-law assumed I truly had no lingering resentment towards my wife, and sat down with 　　a relaxed smile, saying gracefully, "Alright, alright, go ahead." 　　"Commander! Mission accomplished!" 　　I feigned seriousness and gave a military salute to the two elders, which amused my father-in-law, who glared at me, while 　　my mother-in-law beamed. 　　... (Separation Line) The Bai family home was large. Although Bai Xingjian's father-in-law disliked extravagance, out of 　　his love for his wife and daughter, he still bought this scenic villa in the suburbs. 　　Standing on the second floor, one could vaguely see several luxurious cars slowly approaching the villa. 　　I understood perfectly well that my father-in-law, Bai Xingjian, was a high-ranking minister, wielding considerable power. Naturally, a large number of 　　people would come to pay their respects on New Year's Day, hoping to cultivate a good relationship with him. However, I also knew that those arriving in luxury cars would likely be 　　disappointed, as my father-in-law had always disliked those with extravagant lifestyles. 　　Conversely, several cars stood out among the luxury vehicles, as they were ordinary 　　Volkswagens and Buicks. 　　I narrowed my eyes and noted the license plate numbers of those Buicks and Volkswagens. 　　These people were likely to gain my father-in-law's favor, and what I needed to do was leverage my 　　powerful status as the "minister's son-in-law" to easily develop a good personal relationship with them. This would greatly aid my revenge. 　　Why? First, my father-in-law was undoubtedly my biggest "trump card," but this "trump card" couldn't be 　　used at will. As the saying goes, "It's easier to retreat than to deal with a mere underling." Did I really need my father-in-law to take down 　　a small "county magistrate" in Haojiagou? This is neither realistic nor convenient. It could easily bring my father-in-law 　　a bad reputation such as "a superior bullying a subordinate" or "a national minister wielding immense power and wantonly oppressing ordinary people," leading 　　to his downfall at the hands of his political enemies. 　　Therefore, dealing with the people of Haojiagou inevitably requires cultivating relationships with some local officials who are easy to manipulate. 　　By the time I had memorized the four license plate numbers, I had already reached my wife's room. This room used to be my wife 　　's private boudoir, where she lived alone. Now, when my wife and I stay overnight at the Bai family's house, we usually sleep in this room.

Out of his disgust for Hao Jianghua, Bai Xingjian had never allowed anyone with the surname Hao to stay overnight at his house, meaning this
room hadn't yet been defiled by Hao Jianghua.
Thinking of this, I felt slightly happier. I quietly pushed open the door and entered. The room was filled with pink. On
the large, round bed, my wife was curled up, clutching a pillow, her body trembling with fear. Her curves beneath the covers were alluring and seductive, her
pure face serene and innocent like a princess.
Even though we were together day and night, I couldn't help but be drawn to my wife's stunning beauty. I slowly moved closer to her, feeling her
childlike breathing, lost in thought. My
wife had cried a lot the night before; her eyes were red-rimmed, and tears still clung to the corners, making her appear even more vulnerable.
I remembered. Back at Peking University, the first time I met my wife was when I saw her sitting by Weiming Lake
, crying. She was throwing her thesis, which her advisor had criticized as utter nonsense, into the lake as she cried. When I saw her then, I was utterly
astonished.
Then, like a fool, I went over to strike up a conversation, and that's how she became my wife.
My wife seemed to sense someone beside her, slowly opening her eyes. Seeing my slightly dazed,
somewhat dumbfounded face, she chuckled, pulling me close and kissing my lips.
Her lips were so soft and sweet… I couldn't help but become increasingly captivated.
However, she then extended her tongue.
Although we had French kissed before during sex, this kiss reminded me of Hao Jianghua's
25-centimeter-long thing. Remembering how this soft, supple tongue had meticulously licked that filthy
thing, my stomach churned! A strong sense of nausea spread from my abdomen throughout my body. I fucking
wanted to shove this woman away and cut off her tongue that was swirling in my mouth!
But I couldn't. It
wasn't the right time… Pushing my wife away now would further worsen our relationship, making
that shrewd bitch Li Xuanshi suspicious of me, and thus wary of me targeting the Hao family.
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you! Li Xuanshi and Bai Ying, you two sluts! Sluts!!
Sluts!! I forced myself to suppress my nausea and
pretended to be engrossed in a passionate kiss with my wife. We kissed for a full five minutes, until I was almost vomiting before I finally stopped.
My wife pulled her tongue back, looked at me affectionately, and hugged my neck, whispering an apology: "Honey,
I was wrong yesterday. I won't do it again. Please forgive me, okay?"
I really wanted to throw up. Please, Bai Ying, stop pretending to be innocent! Your filth and
your theatrical performance make me want to vomit even more! I didn't nod or say yes because I couldn't
forgive her. So I just gave a vague "hmm" and gave her a strong hug to show that I had no
grudge.
Actually, I didn't want her to see the twisted and ferocious expression on my face.
My wife comfortably enjoyed my embrace. In her view, it was only natural for a husband to love his wife; whether she
would remain chaste for me was entirely up to her mood.
I twisted my face and tried to soften my voice, saying, "Alright, stop lazing in bed, hurry up and go downstairs for
breakfast. Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, and many people will be coming to our house to wish us a Happy New Year. We'll all need you, beautiful lady, to receive them."
"Mmm!"
my wife replied sweetly, then changed into a formal suit and went downstairs for breakfast. Before leaving, she playfully asked me,
"Handsome guy, aren't you coming with me?"
I reluctantly replied, "You go first, I'm going to brush my teeth."
"Brush your teeth properly, okay? I don't kiss stinky mouths,"
my wife said, sticking out her tongue.
"Hahahaha..."
I laughed awkwardly, but a raging fire was rising inside me. You don't kiss "stinky mouths"? Who the hell
gets oral sex on by that old dog Hao every day?! Who kisses that stinky old mouth so much that their legs can't close?! After my wife
left, I immediately ran to the sink and began frantically rinsing my mouth, washing it almost hysterically.
Several different mouthwashes and toothpastes were poured into my mouth, mixing together to create a subtle chemical
reaction. An extremely pungent, throat-irritating gas exploded from my mouth into my nasal and stomach cavities. For a moment,
I felt as if my nasal and stomach cavities were filled with scalding magma. The discomfort was so intense that my eyes turned bloodshot, and I collapsed to the ground,
two streams of hot tears streaming down my face, tinged with blood.
"Ah... huff..."
I struggled to my feet, my vision blurred by the tears.
Why, why the hell did I have to suffer like this? I've always been kind to others, believing in treating people with sincerity, and I've
never done anything evil. Why?! I covered my face with my hands, breathing heavily in pain, my hair disheveled.
After a long while, I looked up at the mirror in the washbasin. I saw a middle-aged man in the mirror. His
black hair was messy, his eyes were bloodshot, his gaze was calm but seemed to hide the madness of a devil, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned,
carrying a strange and evil aura.
He told me, "There aren't so many 'whys' in this world. Hardship is the essence of life. If you
think too much about others while you live, life will naturally become harder and harder. Selfishness is the driving force behind social development. Why does Hao Jianghua
have so many women? Because he's selfish enough. He never cares about etiquette and morality in order to achieve his goals,
while you value these things too much, even putting the rules above your own life. So no matter how you
fight him, you will lose."
I looked blankly at the man in the mirror and said, "I've already made up my mind to fight them with my life
. Isn't that enough?"
"Fool!"
the man in the mirror sneered. "What is selfishness? Selfishness is putting yourself above everything else! You can form
alliances, you can be a master of manipulation, you can kill countless people. Life is a gamble, but only foolish gamblers will
put their lives on the table. Real winners never use their own lives as chips because they
are used to using other people's lives as chips. That way, even if they lose a round or two occasionally, it won't affect them."
"Now your life has started over, the game is back, the cards are dealt again, your chips have arrived,
what will you choose?"
the red-eyed devil in the mirror asked in a low voice.
I gazed intently at the man with bloodshot eyes in the mirror, and together we made
a pact that would condemn me to eternal damnation: — "Running in the dark is painless, my soul runs towards the darkness."
The devil's whispers echoed eternally in my ears. I calmly began to tidy my clothes, preparing to go down and meet
my "bargain."
As I left, I watched the red-eyed man in the mirror from afar. His smile was wicked, his eyes calm
as a lake of blood, a lake concealing turbulent undercurrents, as if awaiting a grand spectacle.
I knew, he was me.
Chapter Five, The Veteran
There are two types of people who come to the Bai family for New Year's greetings: those who are relatives and old friends coming to reminisce, and those who are purely there to climb the social ladder
.
Distinguishing between these two types is all too easy.
One could glean some insight from my mother-in-law's attitude when greeting guests at the door. Regular acquaintances were generally greeted by her personally
and led to the reception room in the villa's backyard, where my father-in-law waited, brewing tea. Unfamiliar strangers were
handled by servants who took their gifts and led them to the lobby on the first floor for snacks and drinks,
while my wife and I chatted with them.
Because my wife was the daughter of a minister, not only was she exceptionally beautiful, but she also spoke with elegant grace. Therefore,
none of the guests in the lobby felt neglected; on the contrary, they were all beaming, vying to speak, hoping to offer some
insightful remarks to attract the minister's daughter's attention and thus forge a deep friendship with the minister.
As for me? I simply chatted casually, gradually diminishing my presence, hiding under my wife
's exceptional beauty.
"Hehe! You're so naughty!"
My wife covered her mouth and laughed, playfully punching the handsome young man beside her, as if
he had said something very amusing that made her laugh.
Seeing the young man's intimate behavior with the minister's daughter, the guests present all looked on with envy.
The young man's face was flushed, believing he was favored by a goddess, and he excitedly began telling
amusing anecdotes from the workplace, hoping to win a smile from his beauty.
In reality, he had no idea that this so-called "beauty" or "goddess" beside him was nothing more than a prostitute,
and a prostitute who didn't even need to pay.
I knew very well what it meant to fawn over a woman when her husband was right there.
Looking at the occasional defiant glances the young man gave me, I had pretty much seen through him
.
Young and impetuous, self-made, headstrong, and prone to impulsiveness.
I almost instantly labeled him, leisurely swirling my teacup, watching the Pu'er tea
leaves swirl in a delicate spiral. I thought to myself, "Perhaps he's a good 'bargaining chip'."
My eyes were reflected in the teacup; the brown of the tea mingled with the faint red of my eyes, blurring the lines between
us.
... (Divider)
"Come, Xiao Jing, let me introduce you. This is my longtime friend,
Marshal Du Yun, who has distinguished himself on various battlefields!"
My father-in-law called me into his study, smiling as he introduced me to a military heavyweight.
I smiled and shook hands with the silver-haired, still burly old man: "Although I've never heard
of Marshal Du's illustrious name, I can still sense his extraordinary presence from his imposing aura."
When shaking hands with the old man, I deliberately straightened my back, my grip firm but not overly forceful.
Based on my observation, this military bigwig probably prefers young men with a commanding presence and a strong masculine air.
Although my appearance is somewhat effeminate, I have a straight and upright posture, and my eyes are piercing, giving me
a spirited look.
The old man shook my hand firmly while laughing heartily, teasing my father-in-law, "Xingjian, your
son-in-law is quite amusing! When others hear my name, they usually say 'I've heard so much about you,' but he comes here
and says he doesn't know me! But young man, you're sincere, not bad, not bad! Hahahaha!"
Sincere... it seems my flattery worked... My father-in-law glared at me first, then shook his
head helplessly and said, "He's just good at being clever, he won't amount to anything."
"Young man, you look quite fit, have you ever thought about joining the army?"
Marshal Du asked straightforwardly.
"I have no plans to join the army right now, but I'd like to ask the old general for advice on how to build a strong physique
. His muscles are truly enviable,"
I said with a wry smile, shaking my head helplessly.
"Hahahaha!"
Marshal Du laughed heartily, clearly pleased by the young man's acquiescence. He patted my shoulder forcefully
. "It's nothing more than a set of ancient family martial arts. If you want to learn, you can ask your father-in-law. Years ago, I saw that
Xingjian was frail and weak, and fearing he might die before contributing his strength to the country, I passed
this martial art to him."
My father-in-law coughed awkwardly.
I suddenly understood. No wonder I saw my father-in-law practicing martial arts in the courtyard every morning, and no wonder he
was still so energetic the next morning after working late into the night.
"And," the old general suddenly whispered mysteriously in my ear, "it also has aphrodisiac effects." I
gasped in shock.
My father-in-law coughed loudly in annoyance.
"If you have phlegm in your throat, go spit it out. What are you coughing about?"
Old Du retorted irritably.
My father-in-law was speechless, then slammed his fist on the table in a fit of rage and roared, "Du the bandit, are you here
to pay a New Year's visit or to get a beating?!"
It was the first time I'd ever heard my father-in-law swear.
"Of course I'm here to pay a New Year's visit! But if you, this bean sprout, want to challenge me, I
'm ready to fight you to the end!!"
General Du Yun roared back in an even louder voice.
The two old men's voices grew louder and louder, and I, poor me, was caught in the middle, my
ears suffering terribly.
Finally, my savior arrived.
My mother-in-law strode into the room downstairs and yelled rudely, "You're both so old,
what are you arguing about? It's New Year's Day, you two shouldn't be doing this nonsense. If you're so tough, go
argue in the freezing cold!"
My goodness, this was the first time I'd ever seen my mother-in-law act like a shrew.
But these two old men were completely taken in by her, and they both deflated, nodding in surrender.
I covered my mouth and chuckled.
... (Divider)
On New Year's Day, I met a big shot in the military, Du Yun.
Hou Weidong, secretary to the Hunan Provincial Party Secretary (Note).
Liang Jingchun, a member of the Tax Budget Office under the Budget Department of the Ministry of Finance.
Qi Tianyou, chairman of Jingxin Communications Co., Ltd. The details
of meeting these three "bargains"
will be mentioned later, but there are more pressing matters waiting for me to deal with. Tomorrow—
the second day of the Lunar New Year —
Hao Laogou is coming.
Note: Yes, you read that right, I'm a fan of Xiaoqiao Laoshu, and Hou Weidong is my idol.
Chapter Six, The Show Begins
The second day of the Lunar New Year, the arrival gate of Beijing Capital International Airport.
I stood at the exit, wearing a dark black Burberry trench coat, my face cold
. In the fluttering wind, I resembled a black flag symbolizing revenge, standing tall and proud.
Time was approaching.
I muttered to myself, checking my watch.
Five, four, three, two, one.
10:30 PM Beijing time. They've arrived.
A commotion arose, and a stream of people surged out.
Among the diverse crowd of believers, I spotted my mother, my target, at a glance.
Her hair was styled in a cloud-like bun, her features delicate, and a sparkling diamond necklace adorned her graceful neck. She had
long legs, a slender waist, wide hips, a straight figure, and a full, firm chest.
Underneath, she wore a well-tailored Chinese-style suit, black thermal stockings with matching high heels, and a dark
brown overcoat.
She carried a Chanel bag on her right arm, her left arm linked with Hao Jianghua's, and they walked together,
chatting intimately.
Hao Jianghua was less than 1.68 meters tall, with a chiseled face and a sallow complexion, almost a head shorter than my mother.
He was dressed in a suit and tie, walked with a steady gait, a golden pipe dangling from his lips, and his arm was almost pressed against my mother's right breast,
rubbing against her.
I thought I could calmly look at this adulterous couple, but seeing their passionate and
illicit affair made me furious! The moment I closed my eyes, I could almost see that despicable couple
passionately making love at my father's grave, their disgusting fluids slowly seeping into the tomb. He lay in
his coffin, watching his beloved wife being wantonly violated and enjoyed… The vows of lifelong
companionship, the promises of growing old together, the promises of a lifetime together…
…all those vows of eternal love and marital bliss became mere entertainment for that despicable couple.
Shameless! They deserve to die! I lowered my head, standing rooted to the spot, trembling uncontrollably, my eyes
a thick, crimson blood. Kill them! Kill them! Kill them! Kill them! Kill them! Kill them! Kill them
! Kill them! Kill them! Kill them! Kill them! Kill them! Kill them! Kill them! Kill them! Kill them! Kill them! Kill them! Kill them! Kill them! Kill them! Kill them! Kill them! Kill them! Kill them!
Kill them! Kill them! Kill them! Kill them! Kill them! Kill them! Kill them! Kill them! Kill them! Kill them! Kill them! Kill them! Kill them
! Kill them! Kill them! Kill them! Kill them! Forget all that damn plan! Just kill that despicable couple! The frenzied voice
echoed in my mind, I could barely contain my inner turmoil! "Are you crazy?!"
A person looking down at their phone accidentally bumped into me. I looked up abruptly! Those bloodshot eyes were
filled with murderous intent! "Ahhhhh! You...you...what are you doing?! Help!!!"
He fell to the ground in horror, screaming, his hand slipping, and his phone shattered on the floor.
In the cracked screen, I saw my own fragmented and distorted reflection. Gradually, I calmed down, the bloodshot in my eyes
fading.
Looking around, I saw that his shrill cry for help had already attracted a lot of attention. Airport security was on their way
. I didn't want to be taken in for questioning, so I turned up the collar of my trench coat to cover my face and disappeared into the crowd.
... (Separation line)
I circled the crowd, making sure the airport security had left before heading towards my mother and the others, who were looking around anxiously.
"Mom—"
I forced a smile and waved to them from afar.
When my mother saw me, her face lit up with a big smile. She called out "Jingjing!" excitedly and waved a few times.
I stood there, forcing a cheerful expression, and said, "Mom, Happy New Year!" before giving her a
warm hug after a long separation.
My mother's breasts felt incredibly soft against my chest, but at that moment, all I could think about was
cutting off those two things from her chest and feeding them to the dogs.
"Zuo Jing, Happy New Year! May you have good fortune!"
Hao Jianghua, standing nearby, stretched out his arms to hug me.
"Uncle Hao, Happy New Year!"
I naturally refused to hug him, offering only a polite greeting before going behind them to help with their luggage .
Hao Jianghua awkwardly remained in that outstretched arms position, but thankfully, my mother's well-timed arm around his made
him look less embarrassed.
"You little bastard, trying to give me a hard time?" As I collected my luggage at the baggage claim, I stood at a distance and saw Hao Jianghua's slightly gloomy expression, 　　reading those words from
his sallow lips. 　　"Old dog, can't even handle this?" I shook my head slightly and chuckled coldly. 　　We retrieved two heavy suitcases from the baggage claim area, one for Hao Jianghua and one for me, and loaded them into our white Cadillac 　　SUV. 　　I drove, and my mother accompanied Hao Jianghua to the back seat. 　　As soon as we got in, she exclaimed happily, "Such thick snow! It's a rare sight indeed! I really want to have a snowball fight!" She seemed to have 　　a childlike heart. 　　"Okay, okay, I'll join you," 　　Hao Jianghua nodded vigorously. 　　My mother smiled and asked excitedly, "Jingjing, do you want to have a snowball fight?"

I shook my head apologetically and said, "Mom, it's the second day of the Lunar New Year today. My father-in-law's family still has many visitors, so I have to go back and entertain
them. You play with Uncle Hao. "
My mother was slightly disappointed, but then smiled and said, "After we visit my in-laws' house for the New Year, we 'll
bring Yingying and my in-laws to their villa's courtyard for a game. "
Hao Jianghua asked with a grin, "How should we divide into groups?" My mother replied, "Our women's group versus your men's group.
" "Hehe, wife, I won't hold back then,"
Hao Jianghua said mischievously.
"Hmph, bring it on, don't hold back,"
my mother pouted.
"Don't let your macho mentality get the better of you, you might get utterly defeated."
Listening to the sweet laughter behind me, I remained expressionless in the rearview mirror.
... (Divider)
As soon as the car arrived at the gate of the courtyard, my mother-in-law and wife came out of the house to greet us, their faces full of smiles.
"Mother and father-in-law, we've been waiting for you two! Please come in!"
My mother-in-law took my mother's hand, the two as close as sisters.
"Ever since I heard you were coming, I've been looking forward to it day and night. Xuan Shi, I've missed you so much!"
"Jia Hui, I've missed you so much too!"
My mother hugged my mother-in-law.
"Jiang Hua and I wish you a Happy New Year! May your career be successful, your career soar, your youth last forever, and all your wishes come true!"
"We appreciate it, please come in!"
My mother-in-law smiled warmly.
I parked the car and silently took out the two suitcases from the trunk. Listening to the two sisters' affectionate words,
I could almost hear the sounds of my mother-in-law and mother fighting before my rebirth. I felt this was a terrible irony.
Life is always more absurd than fiction.
"Mom, Father Hao—"
My wife, with graceful bearing, gave a dignified bow.
"Your daughter-in-law wishes you a Happy New Year! May you both be healthy, have good fortune, and enjoy a long and happy marriage!"
Ha! What a dutiful daughter-in-law! She's truly a perfect wife and mother! Not only is she incredibly filial to
her father-in-law in bed, but she's also incredibly obedient outside of bed! I'm almost moved to tears! Hahahaha! Hahahaha
!!! My inner monologue, like a madman, sometimes makes me feel like I'm sick too.
My mother hugged my wife tightly, saying affectionately, "My good child, I wish you a long and prosperous life, success in your career,
eternal beauty, and eternal happiness!"
Then she pulled out two thick banknotes from her bosom and placed them in my wife's and my hands respectively, saying, "Jingjing,
strive for even greater heights; Yingying, surpass your parents. You two should be a harmonious couple, loving
and devoted, growing old together in happiness forever!"
A harmonious couple? Growing old together? Loving and devoted? I couldn't help but sneer.
"My dear wife! Your mother and I brought you... and Jingjing, a special gift for this trip to Beijing."
Hao Jianghua gazed intently at his beautiful wife, greedily taking out a property deed and
a set of sparkling keys from his suitcase.
"A close friend of mine in Changsha, who works in real estate development, gave me a country villa at the end of the year, which your mother and I both
love. These past few years, the smog in Beijing has been getting worse, seriously affecting our health, especially the children's
growth. So, your mother and I figured we'd buy another one for you two as a belated wedding gift."
Hao Jianghua said, pressing the property deed and keys into his wife's hands.
"We hope you two will have a happy and fulfilling marriage, growing old together!"
"Dad—"
His wife's eyes welled up with tears, and she tried her best to refuse.
"You and Mom gave us such an expensive gift, how could we, the young couple, possibly accept it..."
Before my wife could finish her refusal, I snatched the keys and property certificate from her hand and
said with a smile to the astonished Hao Jianghua, "Thank you so much, Uncle Hao! I was just worried about how to solve the problem of the environment for my child's growth
! This villa of yours is a real lifesaver! I am truly grateful!"
My wife grabbed my arm anxiously, saying, "Honey! How could you do this! This villa is very expensive!
It cost Dad a lot of money!"
Ha, what, you're starting to feel sorry for your "Husband Hao"
now? Or are you worried that you won't be able to go and have an affair with him now that I have the keys? When Hao Jianghua saw the keys in
my hand, his face instantly darkened.
My mother, sensing my displeasure, feared Hao Jianghua would cause a scene with me there, so she quickly pulled Hao Jianghua and me
into the house while smiling, scolding, "Why are you two talking at the front door? You're blocking other guests from coming in
."
"Really...too much..."
my wife muttered under her breath, her eyes constantly glancing at the pocket of my trench coat where I kept my keys. "That
sly bitch..." I thought to myself with a cold laugh.
After the pleasantries, the five of us entered the villa's main hall, laughing and chatting.
I didn't know if Hao Jianghua, my wife, and my mother's smiles were genuine, but mine was 24k pure fake.
My father-in-law was sitting on the sofa, chatting and drinking tea with some colleagues.
The house was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and Spring Festival couplets adorned the doorframes and pillars, creating a festive atmosphere.
Two maids were busy preparing lunch, and the kitchen was filled with the aroma of dumplings and meat, steaming hot.
Stepping inside, I immediately felt the strong festive spirit of the New Year.
Upon seeing his mother and mother-in-law, the father-in-law stood up and greeted them, "You've arrived, Mother-in-law—Happy New Year!" before setting down
to the side and ignoring them.
The other guests, upon seeing the mother, were immediately captivated by her stunning beauty and rose to offer their New Year's greetings.
The mother, beaming, shook hands with each of them, offering a few auspicious words.
Then, turning to her father-in-law, she said sweetly, "Brother Xingjian, I wish you a Happy New Year! May your future be
bright, your career smooth, all your wishes fulfilled, and everything go well!"
She then extended her slender hand.
The father-in-law, unable to refuse, grasped the mother's hand firmly and said politely, "Thank you for coming to wish me
a Happy New Year, I am deeply grateful! A new year brings new beginnings, and everything is renewed. I also wish you an even better appearance,
growing younger and more beautiful with each passing year!"
Hao Jianghua seized the opportunity to fawn over her, saying with a fawning smile, "Brother Xingjian, how have we been? I wish you..."
"Happy New Year! May your career be prosperous, your wealth and honor abundant, and your life grow ever more vibrant and colorful!"
My father-in-law, however, seemed not to even see the man, and simply sat back down.
The previously lively atmosphere instantly turned cold.
The smiles of blessing and joy on everyone's faces froze stiffly the next second
, like hot mutton suddenly frozen solid in a freezing snowstorm.
I stood in the corner, a barely perceptible curve to my lips; the show was about to begin.
Chapter Seven: Get Out.
Hao Jianghua stood like a stone statue, awkwardly maintaining his previous congratulatory gesture, his fawning, sallow
smile frozen like a clay sculpture.
My father-in-law calmly sipped his tea.
As the saying goes, what the superiors do, the subordinates follow. The minister's attitude towards this man naturally caused the other guests to withdraw their
enthusiastic faces, swallow back their congratulatory words, and return to their seats with a rather cold air to drink their tea.
From my vantage point, I could almost see the flawless smile on my mother's face gradually stiffen
, her eyes filled with a hint of fear.
I completely understood her fear, because she knew her father-in-law too well. In her eyes,
he was a serious and meticulous man, always mindful of etiquette, never showing his dislike openly
, always maintaining impeccable manners.
Only when his Achilles' heel was he willing to go to any lengths.
What was Bai Xingjian's Achilles' heel? Only Bai Ying.
So she probably thought that Hao Jianghua and Bai Ying's sordid affair had been exposed, which was why Bai Xingjian reacted this way
.
When my mother turned her gaze to me, I subtly displayed a mixture of surprise and glee at my father-in-law's behavior
.
My mother's confusion deepened; she couldn't understand why.
If the affair with Yingying had been exposed, Bai Xingjian shouldn't have had this cold expression; he should have been furious
. And I shouldn't have merely shown a hint of glee at Hao Jianghua's fate; I should have wanted to kill Hao Jianghua
.
A series of bizarre events unfolded, leaving the mother somewhat bewildered about what would happen next.
The father-in-law leisurely sipped his freshly brewed Da Hong Pao tea, then inexplicably waved his hand at the air, as if swatting
a mosquito or perhaps slapping Hao Jianghua's face.
Only the mother-in-law, who had been with him for many years, understood the meaning of her husband's gesture; he told her not to interfere.
The atmosphere was icy cold; no one dared to speak, everyone held their breath. Then,
someone broke the ice:
the wife, the father-in-law's most beloved.
Bai Xingjian had never felt so reluctant to see his daughter.
"Dad, why are you ignoring your father-in-law? He came all the way from Hunan to Beijing to wish you a Happy New Year! How
impolite! At the beginning of the New Year, everyone should be harmonious!"
the wife said sweetly, clinging to her father-in-law's arm and snuggling against his shoulder.
In the past, whenever his wife would coax and apologize to her father, he would usually calm down and forgive her. If she shed
a few more tears, he would pamper her even more. So this tactic of his usually worked
every time he was angry. But today, it didn't work.
His wife had pushed herself into a fire pit.
His father stared blankly at the official kiln plum-green glazed teacup. The Da Hong Pao tea leaves inside seemed
to be spinning endlessly, and the world in his eyes began to spin.
His son-in-law had been right all along… His father glanced at me unintentionally.
I looked at him calmly, sadly, and pitifully.
His head drooped even lower, his back slightly hunched, and he seemed to have aged a lot in an instant.
His hand holding the teacup began to tremble, like a Parkinson's patient, his wrinkled hand
shaking more and more violently.
Unfortunately, Hao Jianghua lacked discernment, assuming his father-in-law's moved expression was due to being
swayed by his "good daughter-in-law." His perceptive mother, still pondering how things had unfolded this way, was unable to stop
Hao Jianghua and could only watch as he foolishly walked right into his father-in-law's trap. "
I've heard that you, sir, are a refined and learned man, fond of collecting calligraphy, paintings, and antique celadon. My wife and I inquired far and wide, and through friends,
we acquired a pair of Tang Dynasty tri-colored jade bowls, a genuine work by Zheng Banqiao from the Qing Dynasty, and a mutton-fat jade vase. We specially present these to you
, sir, hoping you won't find them unworthy..."
Hao Jianghua stammered out the exact words his mother had instructed him to say.
"Bang!"
The plum-green glazed official kiln teacup in his father-in-law's hand shattered on the floor! With that crisp sound of breaking,
the once warm and cozy reception hall instantly turned bleak and cold, as if the harsh winter outside had suddenly
brought a chill to the air! The father-in-law shoved aside his beloved daughter and walked steadily to Hao Jianghua, coldly
staring at him.
Even though it was just a simple eye contact, Hao Jianghua felt the man before him was as imposing as a mountain, as lofty as the heavens.
Hao Jianghua's legs trembled uncontrollably, and he was drenched in sweat.
He now truly realized that although this man was an official like him and County Magistrate Zheng, he
was different from them, those arrogant peasants who became arrogant after gaining power. Bai Xingjian's official authority was immense and imposing, upright and stern; he
couldn't even stand steadily in front of him! "...Old...old brother..."
Hao Jianghua tried to speak to ease the atmosphere, but his tongue felt as if it were tied in knots,
unable to utter a single word of the polite conversation he usually exchanged with County Magistrate Zheng.
Bai Xingjian's cold voice rang out in a deep tone, and everyone heard that one word—"Get out."
A single, extremely arrogant word, devoid of any emotion, yet containing undeniable domineering power.
At that moment, everyone who heard that word felt a strange sensation—telling "Hao Jianghua"
to get lost was perfectly reasonable, so why wasn't he leaving already? How long did he intend to linger there? Hao Jianghua instantly
felt as if he had been granted a pardon, and fled in panic, covering his head and running away.
During the "get lost" process, his legs went weak and he tripped and fell, but he quickly got up and ran away without looking back.
As for his wife, daughter-in-law, New Year's gifts, etiquette, and prestige, he didn't care about any of that.
The mother watched Hao Jianghua's retreating figure with disappointment. She had served him diligently for years, offering her utmost support,
only to find him utterly useless and incompetent
. He was easily frightened by a single glance, his legs went weak, and he fled at the slightest provocation. Truly, he was good for nothing except his manhood. He 　　couldn't
even compare to Bai Xingjian, a high-ranking minister, let alone her ex-husband, Zuo Xuanyu . 　　A hopeless case. 　　Truly shameful. 　　Then, she gracefully stepped forward, her manners impeccable, her demeanor elegant, and her voice pitifully mournful: "Father- 　　in-law, what has Jianghua done to provoke your fury? Though I am but a commoner, I 　　wish to seek a reasonable explanation from Your Excellency." 　　Her voice was extremely soft and pitiful, and coupled with her stunning beauty, it immediately 　　evoked pity from the guests. 　　However, the mother-in-law's brows furrowed involuntarily. 　　This was because, though her mother's voice was gentle, her words concealed malice. She cleverly omitted Hao Jianghua 　　's position as deputy county magistrate, emphasizing only that she was a "commoner" and Bai Xingjian a "high-ranking official," using this most likely 　　way to incite public outrage and embarrass him. " 　　Xuan Shi is angry," 　　the mother-in-law sighed inwardly. Although she didn't know why her husband was so furious today, she, as his wife, still 　　unconditionally supported him. 　　Moreover, after living together for so many years, she believed her husband wasn't the kind of person to be unreasonable. 　　The mother thought she could turn the tables, but her father-in-law's words shattered her seemingly strong 　　exterior. 　　"A single blade of grass on a broken bridge, and a thousand soldiers will spit on it," 　　her father-in-law coldly said to her. 　　This was a direct accusation that she was unfaithful and allowed herself to be taken advantage of. 　　You slut! The mother, feeling a sharp pain in her throat from her father-in-law's words, completely forgot her previous scheming 　　and plotting. Shamefully turning her face away, she avoided his piercing gaze. 　　After a long period of sorrow, she bowed deeply and said, "Thank you for your admonition, Minister. 　　I will remember it forever. It was truly wrong of Jiang Hua and me to disturb you. We will go back and reflect on our actions 　　." 　　With that, tears streamed down her face as she wept. 　　Chapter Eight: Shattered Objects 　　Why did my usually polite father-in-law treat Hao Jianghua so coldly? Why 　　did he fly into a rage after hearing my wife's coquettish persuasion? It was all because I had a long talk with him on New Year's Eve. 　　I didn't directly tell him that his precious daughter was having a great time with an old man; I only 　　subtly hinted that in his daughter's heart, Hao Jianghua held a much higher position than him, even higher than me, her 　　proper husband. 　　And this is why I gradually grew cold towards Yingying. 　　As for why the father-in-law's position in the daughter-in-law's heart was higher than that of her father and husband, that was entirely up to the father-in-law's speculation. Naturally 　　, the father-in-law didn't believe it and thought I was talking nonsense. 　　I smiled. 　　I told him, "Dad, Hao Jianghua will be coming on the second day of the Lunar New Year. If you don't believe me, why don't you go and test it yourself 　　?" Seeing my sorrowful yet certain smile, the father-in-law hesitated for a moment, but a seed of doubt was planted in his heart— 　　could it be... that his virtuous daughter... The thought that 　　the father who had raised and loved his daughter for so many years was not as good as a damned old man instantly shrouded the father-in-law's heart in gloom. 　　He slightly raised his eyes and coldly asked, "How do you test it?" I calmly said, "If you want to prove who has a higher position in Yingying's heart, all you need 　　to do is have a conflict 　　with Hao Jianghua, Dad ." 　　The father-in-law narrowed his eyes. 　　"After the conflict, whoever Yingying sides with, whoever she speaks for, will have a higher status." 　　"Even if I provoked the conflict and was completely in the wrong?" 　　my father-in-law asked coldly. 　　I smiled, bowed slightly, and said, "Dad, you've been in politics for so many years, you should understand very well that 'taking sides' 　　is never about who's right, but about whoever you want to side with. There will always be reasons, and 　　people can always claim them. Besides, questions like proving someone's status in another's heart are only a matter of personal judgment, aren't 　　they?" 　　My father-in-law's gaze grew even more imposing, scanning me from head to toe, as if he were re-evaluating me: "Xiaojing, 　　you've changed a lot." 　　"I was forced into it," 　　I replied neither humbly nor arrogantly. 　　My father-in-law closed his eyes, remaining motionless for a long time. 　　I understood that my wife was the most precious and dearest person in my father-in-law's heart, and my suggestion was to make him 　　test his daughter as if she were an enemy, which would undoubtedly plunge him into a fierce internal struggle, causing him 　　immense heartache. 　　However, I would not give up. 　　Only by preparing my father-in-law mentally now could we prevent 　　him from dying of rage when the truth came out. 　　Later, he finally agreed to my suggestion, promising to confront Hao Jianghua when he came to our door. 　　Thus, things unfolded as they are now. 　　Hao Jianghua was frightened away, and my mother was brought to tears—this was what I wanted, but it wasn't enough. 　　My father-in-law was only about my height, but his imposing presence was enough to overwhelm everyone present, 　　preventing them from speaking up for my mother, even if they felt pity for her. After all, no matter how beautiful she was, she was 　　still just a woman, and offending a minister for a mere woman was not a wise choice. 　　Therefore, only the minister's closest relatives dared to speak up. 　　Unfortunately, my wife pushed me into this predicament for the second time. 　　"Dad! What are you doing!" 　　The wife, supporting her mother-in-law who usually took good care of her, angrily shouted at her beloved father, "How 　　could you say that to Mother-in-law! You've gone too far!!" 　　The father-in-law's gaze was like a bottomless abyss; looking into it, a chilling wind seemed to blow. 　　The wife, who had been filled with righteous indignation, gradually became timid under his gaze and dared not meet his eyes.

She already felt guilty, so naturally she didn't dare look directly at her father-in-law, who was burning with anger.
Her father-in-law walked up to Bai Ying and raised his arm high in front of her pretty face—his wife tightly closed her eyes in fear
.
"Xingjian, don't!"
Seeing his wife about to be slapped, his mother-in-law finally couldn't help but cry out.
However, his father-in-law's hand still fell.
But it landed lightly on his wife's face.
His wife looked at him in confusion.
His father-in-law said painfully, "I've rarely hit you since you were little because you've always been sensible and obedient, rarely causing
me worry. Now you're grown up, a mother of two, and I hope you won't go astray,
otherwise this slap will still be on your face in the future."
I sighed softly. In the end, her father-in-law still deeply loved his wife and couldn't bear to lay a hand on her.
"As for you,"
my father-in-law said coldly, staring at my distraught mother, "you and that cowardly, filthy bastard are not allowed to
set foot in the Bai family again!"
"Now, get out!"
My mother, finally unable to bear the humiliation, covered her face and fled the Bai family home.
My wife abruptly got up and chased after her, ignoring her mother's calls.
I followed closely behind.
As I ran, I feigned anxiety, calling out, "Mom! Wait for me!"
Before I ran, I could feel my father-in-law's gaze, almost tangible, pressing heavily on me.
I understood his meaning; he wanted me to take good care of my wife. In the past, I had always agreed, but
now it seemed impossible.
Many things were broken; the days when our family could sit together happily watching the Spring Festival Gala were gone forever
.
Chapter Nine: A Change of Heart
Since my rebirth, I had never imagined I would forgive my wife.
As it turns out, humans are inherently forgetful. In just three years, I forgot
the deep-seated shame and hatred my wife had inflicted on me.
After what happened on the second day of the Lunar New Year, my mother almost immediately bought a plane ticket back to Haojiagou,
refusing to stay in Beijing no matter how much I pleaded.
She only had a long talk with my wife before leaving; I don't know the specifics, but I know that after that
, she behaved herself, not only apologizing to her father-in-law but also never mentioning visiting
her mother-in-law in Haojiagou again.
Now, every day, my wife is a good mother, picking up and dropping off the children from school, tutoring them, and
cooking for them.
What more could I ask for? Although she didn't apologize for her actions, she has done
everything a wife can do. What more could I ask for? So, I forgave her.
Besides, think about it: after a long day's work, coming home exhausted to find my children
quietly doing their homework in the study, and my wife busily cooking in the kitchen wearing an apron—isn't that a beautiful sight
? Even I couldn't bear to shatter such a beautiful scene, so I chose to forget.
Forget the hatred, forget the malice, forget the hurt I had suffered, and protect this home,
guarding it so it wouldn't break so easily again.
This was all I could do.
So when it was destroyed again, I almost lost all my reason.
... Today is Friday, and my wife said she had to work overtime tonight, so she asked me to pick up Jingjing and Xiangxiang from
school.
The entrance to the elementary school is always crowded with parents who hope their children will succeed. Whenever the children
swarm out like bees to the pleasant music from the loudspeaker, parents, young and old, crane their necks,
eagerly searching for their children, and I was no exception.
Almost instantly, I found my two precious children.
Jingjing always hops around, her two pigtails hanging behind her head as she skips along. With her little schoolbag on her back
, she's as delicate as a porcelain doll, and the parents around her are all praising her, saying
how beautiful she is.
Xiangxiang wasn't as lively as his sister; he was more precocious, obediently following behind her. Despite his young age,
he had a serious, unsmiling expression, which made him seem strangely endearing.
Jingjing shook her little head, looking around as if she were searching for her mother. But this silly girl would never imagine that
today it was her "flying dad who never comes down from the sky" who
was coming to pick her up.
I quickly threw away my cigarette butt, raised my arm high, and waved it at my two children, shouting,
"Jingjing! Xiangxiang! Daddy's here!"
Jingjing jumped up in surprise the moment she saw me, then ran over quickly.
But before she was halfway there, she slowed down, becoming slower and slower... almost shuffling
to my side. Then, deliberately turning her head away angrily, she said, "Who are you! You're not my dad!
My dad can fly! He never walks on the ground! He never comes to pick up Jingjing!"
I was both amused and annoyed, and tried to pat my daughter's hair, but she nimbly dodged it. I knew my dear daughter was angry 　　.
These past two years, my career has been on the rise, so I've
had much less time and energy at home. I've missed several parent-teacher conferences I promised my son and daughter, so it's no wonder she 's throwing a tantrum. 　　I knew I was in the wrong, but what could I do? I chuckled, grabbed my daughter, and picked her up , 　　tickling her soft little face with my stubble. 　　Jingjing cried out as my stubble tickled her, pounding her cheeks with her fists, trying to break free. 　　But although her dad has worked incredibly hard these past few years, he's become increasingly robust, all muscle. 　　I could easily carry her, even her mother, for half a day without a break. 　　Jingjing threw a tantrum in my arms for a while, finally calming down and clinging obediently to my neck 　　, still muttering "bad daddy, bad daddy..." Yes, I'm definitely not a good father, 　　I thought to myself . 　　Xiangxiang watched Jingjing quietly from the side, his mature eyes filled with envy.

Ha, I can't neglect my son while doting on my daughter! I scooped my son up with my other hand and tickled his
little face with my stubble. "Daddy! It tickles!"
"Stinky Daddy! Your beard is so prickly!"
My daughter tried to push me away with her little hands, while my son happily shook his head and laughed in my arms.
At that moment, I felt like the happiest man in the world.
Chapter Ten, Betrayal When
I "forgave"
Bai Ying back then, I knew she would betray me again.
So when I learned of my wife's infidelity again, I was completely unfazed.
I even wanted to laugh a little.
Cheating again? And twice at once? Bai Ying, you really have some skills.
Bai Ying thought she had done a good job of hiding, but in fact, I had been monitoring her from all angles for a long time
. I knew her every move. I installed surveillance cameras and listening devices at home and in the villa in the suburbs, and I also installed 　　a location tracking system and information monitoring
on her phone . 　　These devices were obviously illegal, but having worked for a foreign company for so many years, and 　　with considerable connections both domestically and internationally, it wouldn't have been too difficult for them to smuggle this state-of-the-art eavesdropping equipment through customs. 　　I idly glanced at my phone; it showed my wife—no, I shouldn't call her that anymore, because 　　I no longer considered her my wife; from now on, I'd 　　refer to her as "Bai Ying. " 　　Returning to the previous topic, my phone displayed Bai Ying's phone conversations, 　　WeChat, QQ, and all other social media messages from the past month. 　　Two men appeared on the screen—"Xiao Tian" and "Tian You." 　　Xiao Tian was undoubtedly the dog, and Tian You was the young man who flirted with Bai Ying in front of me three years ago. 　　Hao Xiao Tian had certainly had a comfortable life these past three years, pampered by women like Wang Shiyun. 　　Ever since Hao Jianghua became impotent— 　　three years ago, Hao Jianghua was terrified by Bai Xingjian and became unable to have sex. 　　Although his organs were intact and his body had no problems, he just couldn't get an erection. 　　Hearing the word "Bai" made his legs go weak and tremble. He 　　couldn't even stand up, let alone continue his affair with Bai Ying. 　　No matter how lewd and shameless Li Xuanshi acted in front of him, she couldn't arouse Hao Jianghua's 　　interest in the slightest. 　　The doctor called it "psychogenic impotence." Unable to vent his pent-up lust, Hao Jianghua's temper 　　became increasingly volatile, frequently abusing and beating Li Xuanshi, leaving her covered in bruises and welts. 　　Of course, none of this concerned me. 　　Looking at the WeChat chat history on my phone, I inexplicably wanted to laugh. The Qi Tianyou in the chat history was a polite 　　and courteous gentleman. Although he pursued Bai Ying madly, he never crossed the line, afraid of offending her. 　　But what he didn't know was that the beauty in his eyes was merely a tool for Hao Xiaotian to satisfy his lust. 　　Bai Ying was dignified and self-possessed in front of Qi Tianyou, but vulgar and shameless in front of Hao Xiaotian. 　　I had a strange feeling that Qi Tianyou had been cuckolded. 　　Hao Xiaotian, having been accepted into university and coming to Beijing, recently hooked up with Bai Ying within the past month. 　　After remaining chaste for me for two years, Bai Ying was successfully seduced by Hao Xiaotian a month ago. 　　As for how he did it, whether Bai Ying was willing or not, I don't care. Three years have passed, and my 　　feelings for Bai Ying have faded to nothing. This woman means nothing to me anymore; I don't care if she lives or dies. 　　The reason I forgave her is because I cherished the warmth of family; I didn't want my young children 　　to witness their parents' divorce and subsequent separation. 　　Of course, all of the above is just high-sounding rhetoric. 　　I want to numb myself; I'm family-oriented, I didn't pursue revenge for the sake of my children. 　　But deep down, I know it's not that simple. 　　Hao Xiaotian should have died three years ago. 　　Everyone in Haojia Village should have died three years ago. 　　But someone stopped me. 　　He wouldn't allow me to destroy Haojia Village's businesses, he wouldn't allow me to torture and kill Hao Jianghua, he wouldn't allow me to do anything 　　detrimental to Haojia Village. 　　He even sent me to the local military for a year to wear down my murderous intent. 　　He is Bai Xingjian. 　　...Three years ago, I simply couldn't accept this. 　　I thought my father-in-law was joking, that he was just using it as a euphemism because he couldn't act personally. But 　　when I tried to impose economic sanctions on Haojiagou, he showed me through his actions that he wasn't joking. 　　He froze my bank cards, sent people to warn my company, restricted my movements, and what I found most unbearable 　　was that he even tried to send Jingjing and Xiangxiang to an orphanage! They were his own grandchildren! I 　　was almost driven mad because I had been betrayed again, this time by my respected and beloved father-in-law. 　　I lost all reason. 　　Now I realize how ridiculous my revenge was. I thought Bai Xingjian would be my support, my 　　trump card; I trusted him without reservation, only to be stabbed in the back. 　　Judging from their shared penchant for backstabbing, Bai Ying and Bai Xingjian are indeed a 　　father and daughter, a pair that couldn't be more true. 　　I struggled desperately, screaming madly, demanding to know why, why he treated his son-in-law and his 　　grandchildren this way. 　　He didn't respond. 　　No explanation, no answer, nothing. 　　I could only swallow my bitter pill with tears in my eyes. What else could I do? The connections I had built, the power I held, 　　the considerable sum of money in my account—all came from my esteemed father-in-law. 　　And when he decided to stand against me, I realized I didn't have a single 　　friend willing to help me in my time of need, no one willing to stand by my side, I hadn't grasped any power, I was still penniless 　　. 　　But I didn't leave empty-handed; at least I learned a bloody lesson—revenge cannot be carried out through 　　the hands of others. 　　... Beijing time 9:30 PM. The children were asleep, sleeping peacefully and sweetly, only a few drops of sweat at the corners of their mouths.

With glistening drool, he mumbled in his sleep, "Jingjing... I don't want Dingding candy! It sticks to my teeth!"
Xiangxiang lay on his side facing me, his little face serene, his sleeping posture quite peaceful.
I gazed longingly at my two children. I knew that this time, my revenge was most likely a one-way trip
.
To single-handedly confront a national minister—it seemed like the act of a fool.
I didn't want to be a fool, but if I didn't, there would always be a nagging feeling in my heart, making me feel uneasy.
What was the meaning of being reborn? To seduce all the beauties in the world and build a harem? To kill all my former enemies and vent my anger? These
were all goals, not meaning.
I thought that God gave me a second chance so that I could choose my own life, so that I wouldn't have to be
powerless to change anything, unable to do anything, and then die a miserable death like in my previous life.
I kissed Jingjing and Xiangxiang's foreheads, then gently hugged them, pressing my big face against their little faces.
Jingjing, stung by the stubble on my face, babbled in her sleep, "Bad Daddy! I won't kiss
you! You didn't even cut your beard!"
I chuckled.
Xiangxiang opened his eyes, looking at me calmly, and whispered, "Daddy, are you going out
?"
I looked at Xiangxiang in surprise, patted his little head, and smiled, "Yes, going on a business trip."
"Daddy, will you come back?"
Xiangxiang asked softly.
I quietly looked at my young son; he's always been precocious and sensible, and probably sensed something.
"I might not come back,"
I said softly.
Hearing this, the light in his eyes dimmed, but he still looked at me earnestly and said, "Daddy
, don't fall asleep outside, you'll catch a cold."
Xiangxiang is still very young. Years ago, when I took him to my father's grave to offer incense and pay respects, I lied to him, saying that Grandpa just
liked to sleep outside, which was why he didn't live with everyone else.
My eyes reddened, and a surge of emotion welled up inside me. At that moment, I desperately wanted to let go of all hatred, take
my two children, and leave this place of trouble far away.
But that was impossible. Perhaps revenge wasn't the meaning of my life, but without completing my revenge, my future would be
utterly meaningless.
I knelt down, looking into my child's dark, jade-like eyes, and whispered, "Xiangxiang, while Daddy's away,
remember to take good care of your sister. Don't let her get hurt."
I didn't mention taking care of "Mommy."
Xiangxiang nodded.
"Hey! Good boy!"
I grinned mischievously and hugged him, my rough hands ruffling his little head, turning his
neatly styled hair into a messy bird's nest.
He shook his head, laughing happily, his fangs gleaming.
Then I left my home without looking back. In fact, I didn't dare look back, afraid that seeing my child's expectant
eyes would shatter my will for revenge.
In the cold wind, under the streetlights, I wrapped my simple black sports jacket tighter around myself and walked into the boundless night.
Chapter Eleven, Strategy
Only a fool would think that an ordinary person with no power, no money, and no influence could stand up to a minister of state.
I'm sorry, but I am that fool.
I have a very immature idea in my head regarding how to deal with the man surnamed Bai.
It's immature because I'm unsure if it will succeed; the risk is too great. One
wrong step, and everything will be lost.
I can't be sure if that person thinks the same way I do.
"Thinking so much now is useless. I should do some preparation first. Achoo! Damn,
why is it so cold tonight! I should have worn more clothes."
I muttered to myself in the cold wind, rubbing my hands together incessantly, walking slowly with a stooped posture.
I went to Huang Cunru's house.
"Ding-dong!"
"Are you home, Brother Cunru!"
I shouted with all my might, but the howling wind always carried my voice away.
A middle-aged man, shivering in the cold wind, shouted loudly outside the mansion, like
a discarded young girl after being used by a wealthy family.
Ha, it doesn't really matter, I'm just a "son-in-law" who was used and discarded by the Bai family,
right? I thought to myself with a self-deprecating laugh.
"Brother Zuo Jing!"
Huang Cunru opened the door, looking at my disheveled state outside with surprise, and quickly pulled me inside. "It's windy outside
! Please come in quickly!"
"Phew~"
I wrapped myself comfortably in a blanket, warmed myself by the stove, and took a sip of the coffee Huang Cunru had made for me, looking around.
This was my third time visiting Huang Cunru's house. The four-bedroom, two-living-room house within the inner third ring road was spotless and
tidy.
The marble floor in the living room was polished to a shine, almost reflecting one's image.
The most dazzling feature was the huge floor-length wedding photo hanging on the central wall.
In the photo, Wang Shiyun wore a pure white, elegant wedding dress, her shoulders exposed, smiling sweetly,
nestled affectionately beside her husband.
I looked at the floor-length wedding photo and shook my head slightly.
"Uncle, Uncle! Did you buy Duoduo a new Hello Kitty?"
Huang Cunru's daughter touched me all over, seemingly trying to pull a
Hello Kitty cat out of my thin sportswear.
"Duoduo! That's so rude! Come here!"
Huang Cunru's face turned green at the sight of his beloved daughter touching another man, unaware that
he was already drooling over a vast grassland
.
Huang Chuyun, disappointed at not finding a Hello Kitty on me, sat
sulking to one side with her little face down.
I chuckled and patted her head, saying, "I was in a rush this time and didn't bring Duoduo any Hello
Kitty. I'll bring it next time, okay?"
Duoduo raised her little face and said earnestly, "Uncle, you have to keep your word!"
"Ha! Of course!"
I took Duo Duo's little hand and smiled, "Next time, I'll bring not only Hello Kitty but also Xiang Xiang
and Jing Jing to play with you, okay?"
"Jing Jing and Xiang Xiang are coming too? That's great!"
Duo Duo climbed onto the sofa and jumped around, her little face beaming like a flower.
Because our two families are close, the children love to play together. When I used to bring Xiang Xiang and Jing Jing to visit
Brother Cun Ru, I often saw the three children playing hide-and-seek or tag at home; they got along
very well.
"By the way, Xiang Xiang and Jing Jing are already asleep at this time. If you go to sleep soon, you might be able to
play with them in your dreams,"
I said to Duo Duo with a mysterious air.
"Really?"
Duo Duo's eyes widened.
"Yes,"
I said, looking quite serious.
"Tap tap tap tap—"
The little rascal immediately ran upstairs to sleep... "I'm sorry to have troubled
you, Brother Zuo Jing..." Huang Cunru sighed, "My daughter is getting more and more disobedient as she gets older..."
"Ha! Every family has its own troubles. Let's not talk about that. Brother Cunru, I've come to tell
you something."
I finished my coffee in one gulp, put away the blanket hanging on my body, interlaced my fingers on my knees, and
calmly said to the pitiful and pathetic man in front of me the sentence that shattered his seemingly perfect family in an instant—
"Brother Cunru, your wife is having an affair!"... Sitting opposite Huang Cunru, I calmly
watched his face turn from green to white to black and finally to red, before he smiled nonchalantly and said, "
Brother Zuo Jing, I don't really like this joke."
"I'm not joking with you,"
I repeated to him almost coldly, "Brother Cunru, your wife, Wang Shiyun, is having an affair."
Huang Cunru's handsome face instantly darkened, and he stopped smiling, saying calmly, "Brother Zuojing,
I originally thought we were friends, which is why I let you into my house to rest. Now that you've slandered my beloved wife, I have no choice but to ask
you to leave."
"Brother Cunru,"
I asked calmly, "how long has it been since Wang Shiyun came home?"
"..."
Huang Cunru frowned and remained silent.
"Why did Wang Shiyun go to that poor, remote place, Haojiagou?"
"That's because your mother, General Manager Li, trusts my wife and has entrusted her with important responsibilities, so my wife reciprocated
by deciding to develop her career in that remote mountain village."
Huang Cunru said coldly. I understood his intentions. The reason he mentioned Li Xuanshi here was because he thought
I certainly wouldn't disobey my mother, so he wanted to use her to turn the tables on me and refute my "absurd remarks."
My thoughts were clear, and I nodded firmly. Then, with just one sentence, I silenced him—"
Brother Cunru, my mother is a whore."
Huang Cunru was stunned for a moment. He seemed surprised that I, his "filial son,"
would so blatantly slander and insult his mother in front of a stranger.
"You!"
After a long while, Huang Cunru finally reacted. He suddenly stood up, angrily pointing at me and shouting,
"How could President Li, such a polite, gentle, and refined person, have a son like you!"
"Yes, I've also been wondering why my mother suddenly became a whore."
I nodded thoughtfully as I echoed him.
Huang Cunru was speechless.
"Use that brain of yours that earns tens of thousands of yuan a month to think this through, Cunru,"
I said calmly. "Your wife is around thirty this year, in the prime of her life. Why can she
endure the loneliness alone in that Haojiagou village?"
My words were like a dagger to the heart. Huang Cunru blushed, almost wanting to curse, but I didn't give him the chance. Instead,
I asked a series of questions—"These days, almost all ambitious and idealistic young people go to developed
cities like Beijing, Shanghai, and Guangzhou. Why did Wang Shiyun plunge headlong into that remote mountain village?"
"Why does she only come back once or twice a month, leaving you alone in an empty house?"
"She has a home in Beijing, with her husband and daughter. Whether as a mother or a
wife, she has no reason to go all the way to Hunan to work."
Huang Cunru's face turned red. He wanted to explain his wife's behavior, but he was speechless and didn't know how to
refute her.
I think he had subconsciously considered these questions before, but he couldn't explain them and didn't want to
think about his wife's infidelity, so he could only remain silent.
I continued, seemingly oblivious to the situation, "One problem can be explained, two problems can be glossed over, but three or four
problems are nothing but self-deception. Brother Cunru, I believe you probably have a feeling too, right? You feel that your
wife, with whom you've spent so much time, has changed somewhat."
Huang Cunru finally couldn't let me continue. His face flushed, he angrily rebuked me, "
What do you know about my family's affairs? How could you possibly know my wife better than I, her husband?!"
I calmly looked at him. He was so angry, so helpless, so fearful—angry at others'
slander of his beloved wife, helpless at the feeling of betrayal, and fearful of his family's impending collapse.
Just like I used to be.
I smiled pitifully, unsure whether I was laughing at him or at my past self.

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