Hunt her

Yu Zheng: "I hope this matter ends here. Our Zhou family doesn't owe you anything. If you want to settle accounts, go find your father."

Yan Xu sneered: "You're all the same, who can be any better than whom?"

"Who wants to be like him!" Yu Zheng's temper always flares up instantly whenever Yan Shan is mentioned. "If it weren't for him, would I be the emotionally unstable person I am now?"

Yan Xu spoke slowly, as if discussing someone else's family affairs: "To Yan Yan, Yan Shan is a good father; to Zhou Yu, you are a good stepmother; and what about me? What about me, with your DNA flowing in my blood?"

Yu Zheng was speechless, her expression still defiant.

Yan Xu was fed up with being caught between the two of them: "Neither of you deserves to be my parents."

She vented her resentment over her husband's infidelity on her, resorting to domestic violence and verbal abuse.

He doesn't value his family, indulges in pleasure-seeking, and is a chauvinist who doesn't even realize he's wrong.

Yan Xu, caught between the two, was the one who suffered the most.

She was still in elementary school at the time, and she had nowhere to vent the emotions she felt towards her parents, so she could only endure them on her own.

She endured it to the point that she started to brainwash herself, thinking that she wasn't good enough, and even began to doubt whether it was really as Yu Zheng said, that it was all Yan Xu's fault.

But after their divorce and Yan Xu left their lives, she realized that she had been nothing more than a victim of marriage.

Yan Xu was a very well-behaved child. In order to be a sensible child, she suppressed her emotions, including anger, sadness, and happiness, until finally she was left with only the despair of wanting to commit suicide.

Fortunately, when she was standing on the edge of the cliff, Shen Yi pulled her up and saved her.

In contrast, her biological parents are still squeezing every last bit of value out of her.

"I don't owe any of you anything," Yan Xu said coldly. "I didn't before, I don't now, and I won't in the future. I've tried so hard to be a sensible girl and not cause you any trouble, but I've found out that all the trouble is of your own making, and has nothing to do with me."

Yu Zheng scoffed at her resentment: "How is this none of your business? Didn't you come from my womb? If I hadn't carried you for ten months and given birth to you, would I have become such an old and ugly woman?"

"If it weren't for you, would your father have gone to other women for pleasure?"

"Yan Xu, let me tell you, as long as you're alive, you owe me."

Every word Yu Zheng said pushed her toward the edge of a cliff.

She wished Yan Xu would fall into the abyss and never be able to climb out again.

Because seeing Yan Xu reminds her of those crazy days and her previous disgusting marriage.

Yan Xu was the trigger for her emotional outbursts; just seeing him would make her angry.

But what did Yan Xu do wrong that he has to accept the resentment of his elders?

If she was born just to be beaten and scolded, she would rather not exist.

"If one day I do as you wish and go before you, someone will tell you to celebrate." Yan Xu spoke calmly about death, as if death was something she was meant to endure.

Yu Zheng waved her hand dismissively: "I don't want to hear you say these things. Just like your father, you only know how to say nice things, and in the end, I'm the one who suffers."

Yan Xu smiled. It turned out that his mother had taken cursing him to death as a nice thing to say.

Yu Zheng wished she were not alive.

Aside from arguing, the two couldn't find any other common ground.

The air fell into a deathly silence.

"I'm leaving." Yu Zheng stood up from the sofa. "Remember what I said: be more tolerant of your younger brother."

Yan Xu remained silent; his silence was the answer.

She can't.

Why should she tolerate someone who is not related to her by blood?

Tolerance... Ridiculous.

If you can tolerate even your stepson, why can't you tolerate your own daughter?

After Yu Zheng left, Yan Xu sat in his office chair for a long time, unable to calm down.

Hot tears streamed down her face without her realizing it, burning her cheeks.

night.

Yan Xu dragged his tired and depressed mood home.

"I'm back."

She was met with silence.

She changed into slippers and opened the chat history before remembering that Shen Yi had gone drinking with his friends.

Yan Xu sighed deeply, looking at the cold and deserted house, his mood plummeting to rock bottom.

She lay on her side on the sofa, staring blankly at the wall with a vacant look in her eyes.

This state is like when I first arrived in Yunzhao County; my eyes are cold and distant, revealing no emotion.

She slowly closed her eyes, hugged her knees, and curled up on the sofa: "Shen Yi, I missed you."

She didn't remember how long she had been lying in the living room before the ringing of the phone woke her up.

"Hello, are you Yan Xu?"

"Um."

"Mr. Shen Yi just smashed things in the store. Why don't you come over?"

"What?!"

Yan Xu's mind cleared instantly, and he ran out the door without stopping.

We told him to drink less, but he still got into trouble.

......

Bar booths.

Shen Yi sat in the middle with a clear mind, next to a man whose head was still bleeding, and the man was kneeling on the ground.

No one knows what happened, but the man started apologizing as soon as he saw Yan Xu.

The man kowtowed to Yan Xu: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry... It's all my fault."

Yan Xu looked at the man carefully; she didn't recognize him.

Yan Xu looked at Shen Yi, who was holding his breath and concentrating: "What's going on?"

Shen Yi casually threw a wine glass at the man: "I'm asking you! What's going on?"

The man cried out, "I was being a smart aleck and called you a slut, saying you seduced men and were nice to you. I'm sorry, Miss Yan, I was wrong."

Yan Xuxian wasn't in a hurry to settle scores with him: "You know me?"

The man nodded tremblingly: "I...I know you. I met you when you started your business with Xu Jing. At that time, I was just an ordinary employee, but you had already achieved success in your career. I was so jealous of you that I held a grudge against you. I'm sorry..."

"Heh." Yan Xu laughed. "Isn't it me who's getting scolded? What are you doing crying and pretending to be innocent?"

Upon hearing this, the man immediately stopped sobbing.

Yan Xu walked past the man, stood in front of Shen Yi, and nudged his shin: "Let's go, let's go back."

Shen Yi slowly opened his eyes: "He insulted you like that, don't you want to beat him up to vent your anger?"

Yan Xu glanced at him sideways: "I don't bother arguing with a dog."

Shen Yi was clearly not satisfied with this answer.

"You're just too soft-hearted." Shen Yi reluctantly got up. "Let's go home."

Before leaving the booth, he kicked the man in the shoulder. He warned, "Don't let me hear anything bad about Yan Xu again, or I might tear your mouth apart. I mean it."

"Let's go." Yan Xu didn't want him to do anything foolish because of her.

Yan Xu half-dragged, half-pulled Shen Yi out of the hotel.

Both of them still smelled of cigarettes and alcohol from the bar.

Yan Xu is very sensitive to smells. She raised her hand to cover her nose and said, "I can't stand it anymore. If you get into trouble again while drinking, I won't take care of you anymore."

Shen Yi followed obediently behind her without saying a word.

Anyway, he didn't think he had done anything wrong.

If someone is bullying his wife and he doesn't react at all, is he even a man?

Yan Xu asked, "If you're going to hit someone, you should at least find a place without surveillance cameras. What if they call the police? You don't even know how to protect yourself. You're stupid."

"So you're not blaming me for hitting someone?" Shen Yi asked in surprise.

Yan Xu gave him a matter-of-fact look: "You only took action because you stood up for me. If I blamed you for that, wouldn't I be too tactless? Besides... you're an adult, you know what you're capable of."