Chen Caifeng was overjoyed and didn’t say anything, but when Yu Xifeng went out to check the water level, she was the first to notice the change in Ma Tian.

As she went upstairs, she met Ma Tian’s gloomy eyes looking down from above.

In her previous life, Yu Xifeng had seen such a look many times.

It was the look of someone who didn’t care about other people’s lives, nor their own.

Living day by day, just making it through.

This was a common mindset among survivors after a natural disaster.

Ma Tian had been back for less than two days when he cornered Tan Wanwan in the kitchen.

He stripped himself completely naked.

He pinned Tan Wanwan down, his breath reeking from not having brushed his teeth for a long time.

His ugly body, the disgusting stench.

He writhed like a maggot.

Pain.

Humiliation.

Tan Wanwan didn’t know when it ended.

Finally, the kitchen door opened, and Chen Caifeng rushed over and slapped Tan Wanwan.

Ma Tian leisurely pulled up his pants, ignoring his crazed wife.

After all, it wasn’t directed at him.

Qian Ying stood far away, holding hands with two other roommates, trying to draw some strength from each other.

Ma Tian gave Qian Ying a friendly smile.

That noon, Tan Wanwan’s family meal was quite lavish.

There was rice and roasted fish, each bowl had a spoonful of soybean paste and a cup of reconstituted milk powder.

Chen Caifeng dared not scold Ma Tian, instead she gave Tan Wanwan a scolding look.

Tan Wanwan sipped the milk powder lumps; without hot water, the milk powder didn’t dissolve and formed clumps, sickeningly sweet.

Tan Wanwan didn’t like milk powder because it smelled too dairy-fishy.

But now she sipped it little by little, even licking the rim of the cup clean.

Tan Wanwan glanced at her roommate, but Qian Ying avoided eye contact, feeling guilty.

Tan Wanwan thought to herself, they all knew.

She was humiliated by Ma Tian in the kitchen while the roommates were in the living room, in the bedroom; no one opened the door to stop it.

This meal was a tacit reward for their silence.

Ma Tian sat alone at the end of the long table like an emperor, not even noticing the women in the room.

Even though Chen Caifeng was his wife, and pregnant with his child.

He didn’t care.

As long as he could get food from outside, he could have any woman he wanted.

Ma Tian liked this kind of world.

Tan Wanwan felt like vomiting but forced herself to finish the food on her plate, bite by bite.

She didn’t cry.

Not only did she finish her bowl, but also ate the last small half piece of compressed biscuit she had secretly hidden.

That night, Qian Ying and Ma Tian each went to their own bedrooms.

Tan Wanwan found a sharp screwdriver in the bottom compartment of the shoe cabinet’s toolbox.

She didn’t know much about tools; when her father was home, he would only open it for fixing something like a fan.

It was rarely used, so it was placed at the very bottom of the storage compartment.

Tan Wanwan picked the sharpest one.

Holding the screwdriver tightly, she knocked on the bedroom door, speaking as usual: “Qian Ying, I’m a little cold, I want to get a piece of clothing.”

No one opened the door.

Tan Wanwan stubbornly kept knocking.

The door was suddenly pulled open; Qian Ying’s face was displeased: “What’s all the noise—”

She didn’t finish speaking.

With all her strength, Tan Wanwan stabbed the screwdriver into Qian Ying’s abdomen.

“I took you in, how can you treat me like this—” Tan Wanwan’s voice was hoarse.

She used all her strength in the stab, pinning Qian Ying beneath her.

“We’re the closest. If it weren’t for my mother sponsoring you, you wouldn’t even have living expenses.” She gritted her teeth.

Blood oozed from between her fingers.

Qian Ying’s breath weakened, pain preventing her from letting out a full moan.

She tilted her head back, eyes filled with fear.

But a smile hung at the corner of Tan Wanwan’s lips.

She had never felt so exhilarated!

Chen Caifeng and Ma Tian came out of their rooms. Chen Caifeng screamed sharply as blood pooled at her feet, thick and crimson.

Startled, Chen Caifeng’s heavy body fell to the ground.

Ma Tian ignored her and instead stepped back, pulling a kitchen knife from beside the pillow.

The kitchen knife Tan Wanwan had failed to find had always been carried by Ma Tian.

Tan Wanwan sneered coldly at Ma Tian.

She wanted to kill Ma Tian, but knew that with her weak, hungry body, she couldn’t kill a prepared Ma Tian.

She was crazy, not stupid.

More than Ma Tian, she hated her roommates even more!

She had been so good to them.

Disgusted, Tan Wanwan withdrew her gaze and locked her target on the remaining two roommates.

They all deserved to die!

…

Qian Ying didn’t die.

But everyone knew she wouldn’t live long.

Of the remaining two roommates, one was dead and the other injured.

Blood flowed from the bed into the living room.

Chen Caifeng was carried out.

Ma Tian looked disgusted; people in the hallway and outside were discussing the tragic incident.

All kinds of talk.

“Tan Wanwan has gone mad.”

“Ma Tian is truly a scumbag. His wife is like that, and he acts like nothing happened.”

Chen Caifeng was pregnant but was sent to the hospital.

After four or five hours, the baby was stillborn.

Tan Wanwan herself was also bloodied and battered.

While Ma Tian was at the hospital, Tan Wanwan collected the last oil left in the house and poured it on the sheets.

When the fire started, no one could say anything cynical or watch the scene idly anymore.

Late at night, people cursed as they got up to put out the fire.

Smoke spread out, waking Yu Xifeng, who grabbed her bag and headed downstairs.

Her bag contained compressed biscuits, water, bandages, and some basic medicines, easy to grab without drawing attention.

She was always ready to face unexpected situations and leave at any moment.

Fortunately, water was easy to get, and the building’s fire safety measures were adequate.

People scrambled to put out the fire; even so, it burned for more than half an hour.

Tan Wanwan’s home was left as a charred ruin.

The smell was pungent.

Yu Xifeng silently watched for a moment, then sighed quietly.

In her previous life, Tan Wanwan died at Ma Tian’s hands.

There had been no fire.

This time, because of her warning, Tan Wanwan had awakened and realized things earlier.

Was the resistance more fierce this time?

Chen Caifeng’s child, however, was the same — it couldn’t be saved.

That night, Ma Tian came back and left Chen Caifeng at the hospital.

Tan Wanwan’s home was burned to ruin.

Ma Tian’s face was dark and fierce as he glared at everyone who passed, finally resting his gaze toward the 15th floor.

He had repeatedly met obstacles from Yu Xifeng and hated it deeply.

Yu Xifeng was such a beautiful young woman.

When Ma Tian conquered Tan Wanwan, what he really thought of was Yu Xifeng.

That burning desire made him lose his reason.

No one knew how long this damned day would last.

If he could get Yu Xifeng, it would be worth dying for.

Yu Xifeng was just coming down from the 15th floor; the water level was slowly starting to recede.

She tilted her head and met Ma Tian’s gaze.

Ma Tian’s eyes were sticky and disgusting, making Yu Xifeng frown slightly.

Ma Tian couldn’t be allowed to stay.

She still needed to live in this community for a while and couldn’t let Ma Tian stir up trouble here.