They weren’t opposed to the act itself, but they were shocked that the old woman had done it without telling them—how dangerous!
Fang Zhaodi stood up. "Is it?" Her face wore a smile, but tears streamed endlessly from the corners of her eyes, sending chills down the spine of anyone who saw her.
Old Madam Huang shook her head in panic. "No, how could that be? There’s no such thing!"
"If there isn’t, then eat this food!" Fang Zhaodi roared.
Old Madam Huang’s face was swollen and pale. "I—I’m not hungry!"
"Eat it, or I’ll force-feed you!" Fang Zhaodi grabbed the old woman’s hair with one hand and reached for the bowl with the other.
Old Madam Huang struggled. "Let go! I won’t eat it, I won’t! Are you two just going to stand there like corpses? Old man!"
Old Man Huang stood up at her call, but the moment Fang Zhaodi turned her head, he sat back down. After a moment’s hesitation, he said, "Wife, if you didn’t poison the food, then just take a bite." He was putting his specialty to good use—playing both sides, shifting his stance to whoever had the upper hand.
Old Madam Huang wanted to curse him out, but with the bowl in her daughter-in-law’s hand drawing closer, she endured the pain in her scalp and cried out to Huang Minhao for help. "Son! Son! Save me!"
But she never expected that Huang Minhao would pretend not to hear. He wasn’t stupid—right now, he was no match for this madwoman. Besides, his mother could take a beating; a few more wouldn’t kill her.
"Eat!"
Old Madam Huang finally broke. Her legs gave out, and she collapsed to her knees. "I poisoned it! I poisoned it! Please, spare me!"
Fang Zhaodi looked down at her, set the plate aside, then pulled out the firewood cleaver from her waistband. With a forceful swing, she embedded it into the table.
"Today, one of you three will eat this dish. Otherwise..." Her eyes were hollow yet frenzied.
Old Man Huang was the first to stand up, forcing a smile as he waved his hands. "I’m not hungry. Been having indigestion lately."
Huang Minhao stole a glance at the cleaver, then kept his head down and muttered, "Whoever cooked it should eat it. I won’t. I’ve got laundry to finish."
With that, he actually stood up and limped toward the half-washed clothes.
Old Madam Huang stared at the two men in disbelief. "You—you heartless bastards! You’re just going to let this little whore run wild, is that it? Especially you, you old turtle! Hiding in your shell all day, you spineless coward!"
Old Man Huang glared but said nothing. Fang Zhaodi, however, let out a laugh. "Didn’t I warn you? Say those three words again, and I’ll cut out your tongue." She reached for the cleaver.
Huang Minhao didn’t dare turn around, but his mind was already racing with another plan.
If this madwoman struck, he’d bolt for the door, screaming about murder. Then he’d report her to the authorities. She’d be arrested. Sure, his mother might suffer, but to change their circumstances, she’d understand.
Then he could demand the dowry back from the Fang family... No, forget it. The Fangs had another lunatic. Better to write off the dowry.
"Please, please, don’t kill me! Don’t kill me!" Seeing that her husband and son had truly abandoned her, Old Madam Huang panicked. The look in her daughter-in-law’s eyes wasn’t a bluff—Fang Zhaodi was radiating murderous intent.
A pungent smell filled the air. Fang Zhaodi looked down and sneered. "So you can piss yourself from fear too?" She remembered the time her husband had beaten her, the terror making her lose control, while this very woman had stood by, hurling insults and mocking her.
She raised the cleaver high, her mind flooded with the thrill of vengeance and the bitterness of past suffering.
Old Man Huang hunched his shoulders and shut his eyes. Huang Minhao kept his gaze fixed on the laundry, waiting for the inevitable. Old Madam Huang, half-dead with fear, raised her arms to shield her face.
BANG BANG BANG!
The front door shuddered under heavy knocking.
The tension shattered. To Old Madam Huang, it was like hearing heavenly music. She scrambled up from the floor, shrieking, "Murder! Murder!"
She had to open the door—let the outsider see her daughter-in-law with the raised cleaver. She had to survive!
But just as she reached the door, Fang Zhaodi yanked her back by the hair. Eyes bloodshot, Fang Zhaodi lifted the cleaver again. Old Madam Huang tore free at the cost of a clump of hair, unlatched the iron bolt, and flung the door open.
"Hel—"
The first word died in her throat as she saw the face she least wanted to see.
Fang Zhiyi squeezed inside. "Well, well. Busy, are we? Should I come back later?"
"Fang! Control your sister!" Old Madam Huang was desperate enough to beg even him.
Fang Zhaodi stared blankly at her brother, confused by his sudden return—until Fang Zhiyi pried the cleaver from her hand.
"I knew it. Swinging from one extreme to the other, just to hand the protagonist some achievements, huh?" he muttered, glancing at Fang Zhaodi, then at Huang Minhao hunched over the laundry tub, Old Man Huang with his head bowed, and Old Madam Huang collapsed on the floor.
"Sis, I’m here for money."
Fang Zhaodi’s mind was a whirlwind—poisoned food, her own beatings, the old hag’s abuse—all silenced by Fang Zhiyi’s blunt demand.
"Money?"
Fang Zhiyi nodded as if it were obvious. "Mom and Dad said the dowry wasn’t enough. You owe more."
At the mention of her parents, a wave of bitterness surged in Fang Zhaodi’s heart. Right. She’d almost forgotten. Her brother had come for money the first time too. Helping her was just a side benefit.
"Money..." Fang Zhaodi patted her pockets. She didn’t have a cent. Then she turned to Huang Minhao.
Huang Minhao flinched. "I don’t have any."
It was Old Man Huang who spoke up. "Demanding more dowry after all this time? That’s not how it works."
Money had finally roused the father and son from their feigned stupor.
Fang Zhiyi’s eyes widened in mock realization. "Uncle’s right. So let’s call it parental support instead. My sister used to send money home every month. By now, she should’ve saved up quite a bit, no?"
The Huangs were stunned into silence. Fang Zhaodi kept her head lowered.
Fang Zhiyi gasped in exaggerated shock. "No way, Sis. You’ve been working like a slave in this house, and you don’t have a single coin?"
Fang Zhaodi slowly raised her head. He was right. She’d never lacked for work, always ate leftovers, yet never held onto any money after marriage.
"Oof, this is awkward. Hard for me to meddle in your family affairs—you’re my sister, but they’re not my family." He emphasized the last three words.
Fang Zhaodi began to understand.
"I’ll get you the money tomorrow. Okay?"
Fang Zhiyi smiled in satisfaction.
"Need me to stay the night?"
Fang Zhaodi shook her head with a faint smile. "No. Go home. Mom and Dad will worry."
host is extracting the Celestial Bone of the Destiny's Female Lead! The Destiny's Great Villain System has successfully bound!] Mo Tianxiao: "Destiny's Great Villain? Me?" Looking at the radiant Celestial Bone in his hand and the beautiful woman lying on the bed, Mo Tianxiao felt somewhat confused. How could he, a law-abiding citizen, become a villain? Mo Tianxiao: "Fine, villain it is then. With the system here, even a Chosen One isn't unbeatable." [Ding! Detected 18,653 Chosen Ones in this world. Please seize the destiny of all protagonists to become the true Destiny's Great Villain!] Mo Tianxiao: "Seize how many?! What kind of lousy great villain is this? I'm a perfectly good citizen!"
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
[Dao Companion Rental System]. By renting himself out as a temporary dao companion to daughters of destiny, Qin Hao could obtain generous rewards. His service philosophy was simple: play the role of the devoted lover, resolve their troubles, depart without a trace once the matter was settled, and absolutely avoid entangling karma. However, those daughters of destiny didn't see it that way. That night, all the major powers across the Three Realms and Nine Heavens jointly besieged the Qin Clan, plunging it into an unprecedented crisis. "It's Su Qingyue! The peerless sword immortal who attained the Dao and became an Immortal Emperor in a thousand years, the one who severed the River of Time with a single sword strike! When... when did our Qin Clan make an enemy of her?" Qin Hao stepped forward, clearing his throat lightly: "Ahem, Ancestors, don't panic. She's here for me. To be honest... she's my ex-girlfriend." From another direction, the newly ascended Empress of the Demon Realm arrived with ten thousand demons pressing on the border: "Qin Hao! Today, the entire Qin Clan shall be buried with you!" Hearing this, the Qin Clan ancestors all turned their eyes sharply towards Qin Hao. Qin Hao scratched his head somewhat sheepishly: "The Demon Empress... she's also my ex-girlfriend." Before the Qin ancestors could process this, an aloof figure traversed the River of Time: "The Qin Clan deserves annihilation!" Recognizing the newcomer, the Qin ancestors paled in terror: "It's her! Liu Ruyan, the Extinction Empress who ventured alone into the alien realm and suppressed it for an entire epoch! Didn't she vanish into the River of Time long ago? Why would she cross it just to target our clan?" Qin Hao scratched his head again, looking even more embarrassed: "My fault, my fault. She's an ex-girlfriend too." Watching countless celestial maidens descend, the Qin Clan ancestors were utterly astounded: "You scoundrel! Just... just how many women have you gotten involved with over the years?"
