"You..." Fang Zaozao pointed at her sister's nose, unable to get a word out for a long time.
However, seeing her sister's kindness made her hate the couple, Li Juan and her husband, even more. Did kind people deserve to die?
"Don't worry, Sis. I'm just doing what I think is right. I won't do the things I did in the dream," Fang Wanwan said, reassuring her sister.
Fang Zaozao sighed.
"I don't understand. Are you trying to save the villain?" Little Hei asked Fang Zhiyi, looking confused.
Fang Zhiyi looked perfectly at ease. "I'm not crazy."
"Then what are you doing?"
"Who do you think is the most detestable person in that family?"
Little Hei didn't hesitate. "Li Juan."
"Exactly. As a mother, she drags her son down to suffer with her, habitually using him as a shield and an excuse. As a victim of domestic violence, it would be one thing if she simply didn't dare to resist, but when others advise her to divorce, she turns around and tells her abusive husband about it. As a human being, she takes advantage of those who help her and bites the hand that feeds her." Fang Zhiyi shook his head. "She's hopeless. That kind of person is beyond saving."
"Then what does that have to do with you helping the villain?"
"One, my foolish daughter let that boy recognize her as his godmother. From that moment on, that child was destined to be a stumbling block on the road to revenge. Two, for someone like Li Juan, you have to take away whatever she cherishes most. Otherwise, even if she were beaten to death, she wouldn't think she was wrong; she would only feel that the whole world owes her."
Little Hei nodded. "You're so bad."
"What are you talking about?"
Just then, a person walked into the shop. Looking at the bare surroundings, he asked in confusion, "Boss, can I really buy anything here?"
Fang Zhiyi nodded. "Sure can."
"Uh..." The customer was skeptical.
Fang Zhiyi added, "We also offer home delivery. Just tell me what you need. Our shop uses a centralized distribution model. It's very professional. We have the best delivery chain in the city. Plus, depending on what you buy, there are different discounts..."
After a barrage of sales pitch, the customer was left dizzy and said, "I need a water pipe. The diameter is roughly..."
Fang Zhiyi noted it down seriously. "Alright, leave your address and head back. It will be there in half an hour, guaranteed."
The customer was doubtful. "That fast?"
"Why would I lie to you? If it doesn't arrive, come back and find me. My shop isn't going anywhere."
The customer walked away, muttering to himself.
Fang Zhiyi took out his phone.
"Water pipe, water pipe... this delivery platform has a better discount than that one..."
Little Hei watched his actions. "You really are bad."
Fang Zhiyi didn't even blink. "Just earning some hard-earned money. Hahahaha. Hello? What do you need? Seafood fried rice? Wait a moment, it'll be ready soon!"
"This is called resource integration, you understand?"
Sure enough, Li Juan told her husband that Fang Wanwan had advised her to get a divorce, wearing an expression that sought credit. Zhang Xi was angry; this woman actually wanted to smash his rice bowl? But he suddenly remembered the kitchen knife that had been held against his neck. He touched his neck involuntarily and noted this debt in his heart for later.
It wasn't that he hadn't thought about asking the neighbors for money again, using Zhang Xiaoli as an excuse. But the moment he knocked on the neighbor's door, he saw Fang Zaozao sitting there sharpening an axe. The *scritch-scratch* sound made his temples throb.
After a brief assessment, he retreated to his own home. There would be plenty of time in the future.
Li Juan wanted to hide at home for a few days and wait for her injuries to heal before going out to earn money, but Zhang Xi couldn't wait. If she didn't go to work, there would be no income, and what would he spend?
So, Li Juan was driven out to work by him. Despite the injuries all over her face, she had to pretend everything was normal. Li Juan had already decided that if anyone asked, she would say she fell.
But no one asked her. In reality, everyone knew about the domestic violence. However, since she refused to tell the truth when asked in the past and even accused people of being nosy when they persisted, no one was willing to offer kindness only to be snubbed anymore.
Days remained calm for a while until Zhang Xi got restless and went to a different gambling den to play.
He went in in high spirits, but he didn't walk out.
He had borrowed from loan sharks, and the rule there was that the money had to be repaid the same day. Zhang Xi was detained and suffered quite a beating. The loan sharks demanded he go home to get money, but knowing there was no money at home, Zhang Xi just kept saying he would pay it back.
They didn't listen to that and beat him again. However, a casual remark from one of them suddenly enlightened Zhang Xi.
"I have a way to pay! I can pay it back!"
And so, another plot point arrived ahead of schedule.
After work, Li Juan was coaxed and tricked by Zhang Xi into a small alleyway. He claimed he wanted to give her a surprise, but it turned out to be a shock.
Seeing her crying and trying to run, Zhang Xi grabbed her. "Sleeping is sleeping, what does it matter where? How much do you make at that crappy job a month? You might as well make money here!"
"I don't want to! I don't want to!" Li Juan was terrified. Although she loved her husband, her heart told her that if she entered this place, she would no longer be clean.
Zhang Xi didn't care about that and dragged her toward the dark room.
As it happened, the three people passing by the alley entrance saw this scene.
Fang Zaozao sneered; she hadn't expected to witness this by coincidence. Fang Wanwan immediately turned to look at Zhang Xiaoli, who was staring blankly at the scene in the distance.
The police arrived, and everyone present was detained.
Even though they were enemies, Fang Zaozao couldn't stand by and watch such a thing happen, especially with Zhang Xiaoli present.
Just like in the dream, Zhang Xi was arrested again, while Li Juan was released as a victim. However, news of her actions quietly spread, and everyone looked at her with disdain.
Emotionally collapsed, Li Juan frantically pounded on the door. Fang Zaozao opened it, and Li Juan pointed at her nose. "Will you only be happy when you've killed me?"
Fang Zaozao didn't speak. Zhang Xiaoli squeezed out from the side. "Mom... Godmother was saving you..."
"What Godmother!" Seeing her son, Li Juan's anger intensified. "They just want to harm me! They want you to have no father and mother! Xiaoli, come home with me!"
Facing her outstretched hand, Zhang Xiaoli dodged.
Li Juan froze, her expression twisting. "Fine! You little ungrateful wretch! You don't want your mother anymore, do you? Get over here!"
Zhang Xiaoli was startled. Li Juan's outstretched hand was firmly grabbed by Fang Zaozao.
"What do you think you're doing?"
On this day, Li Juan deeply experienced Fang Zaozao's combat prowess. Always feisty, Fang Zaozao pinned Li Juan to the ground and gave her a severe beating. Facing the onlookers, Fang Zaozao recounted Li Juan's excessive behavior.
She listed everything from loose morals, to how Li Juan came to their house to hit them even though she and her sister were helping care for her son, to how she forced her son to wash the mistress's clothes, and so on.
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