Chapter 73 – A Family of Four Was Ruined

The woman was genuinely afraid now—this man’s cruelty was terrifying.

God knows what kind of hellish torment she and her two children had endured over the past few days.

“Big sis, don’t be afraid…”

The woman gathered her courage again and walked toward the man from the upper floor.

She held a fruit knife in her hand, looking quite intimidating.

“You dare? Pah…”

The man wasn’t afraid at all. Instead, he spat on her.

The woman snapped. Without hesitation, she stabbed him.

From her angle, the knife went straight toward the man’s head.

“Ahhhh!”

His agonized scream rang out. Eyes bulging with pain, he tried to rise and retaliate.

But Song Yi kicked him over onto the ground. Tied up as he was, the man had no room to maneuver.

“I’ll kill you!”

The woman was frantic. She pounced on him and slashed him repeatedly.

Stroke after stroke, blood sprayed all over her body, but she didn’t even notice.

Jiang Yuan knew she had lost control—this was an explosion of all the humiliation and fear she had endured.

The two children were already terrified. Jiang Yuan pulled Ye Mianmian back to give them some distance.

Scenes this bloody were best watched from afar. No point getting covered in blood and wasting precious water trying to wash it off later.

Eventually, the woman stopped.

Looking at the bloody mess before her, she showed a sense of satisfaction.

“Ke-ke-ke…”

A strange, eerie laugh escaped her. In this setting, it was chilling.

Then, laughing turned to crying.

When she turned around, Jiang Yuan saw the panic and fear in her eyes.

She frantically searched for her children, then hugged them tightly to her chest.

The two children, finally safe in their mother’s arms, broke into loud sobs.

This couldn’t go on like this.

Song Yi glanced at Jiang Yuan. Sigh, matters like these always ended up needing her.

“Ming Yuan-jie…”
Ye Mianmian tugged at her and shook her head, signaling not to approach.

Jiang Yuan gently patted her hand in reassurance.

That commotion just now might attract attention from upstairs or downstairs. If someone came to check and saw what had happened, it wouldn’t be good.

She didn’t go too close—the woman was in a manic state. If she lashed out, that would be dangerous.

“Big sis, stop crying for now—there’s still one more of them.”

The woman snapped back to reality, patted her children, and kissed them on the face.

“Don’t cry. Let mommy go get revenge.”

The young man being referred to looked hopeless. He was tied up, and Zhang Kaiyang had gagged him after hearing his disgusting words earlier.

Now he could only instinctively squirm backward—like a giant shrimp out of water.

“Today is the day you die.”

The woman said this and plunged the knife into his belly.

Who knows if it hit his heart.

Then, under the man’s shocked gaze, she yanked the knife out and continued stabbing upward.

One stab after another, using every ounce of her strength.

The fruit knife, though sharp at first, now had a bent edge. The hatred in her heart was unfathomable.

“Big sis, that’s enough… he’s dead now.”

The woman looked up at Jiang Yuan with dazed eyes, tears streaming uncontrollably down her face.

Thud—

The sound drew everyone’s attention. Looking up, they saw the boy had knelt down.

“Uncles, Aunties… I was the one who killed those two. It had nothing to do with my mom. Please call the police and arrest me.

Please… let my mom and sister go.”

This child, likely thinking that murder meant execution, was so pitiful.

Despite the abuse he suffered, he still wanted to give up his life to protect his mother.

Jiang Yuan felt a lump in her throat. The guilt from her previous life’s death had always been a knot in her heart.

“No—it was me. I did it all. It had nothing to do with them…”

The woman’s voice was panicked as she pleaded with everyone.

“Alright, enough. You don’t need to fight over it. The world outside is already in chaos now.

Just throw those two bodies out quietly. If you all keep silent, we’ll act like we saw nothing.”

The woman froze at first, then dragged her two kids over and bowed deeply in thanks.

“Okay, okay—get up. You’re all still injured.”

Ye Mianmian couldn’t bear it either. The scene from earlier was still fresh in her mind.

“Big sis, how did you all end up in my house and get captured by those two?”

The woman, upon hearing this was Ye Mianmian’s home, looked overwhelmed.

Her face was too injured to show much expression, but she tried to explain.

“We lived on the 2nd floor. When the floods came, we had to move into the stairwell.

These two men, from upstairs, said they found an empty house and invited our whole family to move in.

My husband didn’t think too much and agreed.”

“Wait—you said your husband. Where is he now?”

They had thought it was just the mother and two kids, but now there was a husband too?

The woman couldn’t hide her grief. She covered her face and cried again.

“They killed my husband… then imprisoned the three of us…”

Through her explanation, they pieced the story together.

Her surname was Li. The family had originally been a family of four, and the children were fraternal twins.

The man from upstairs had discovered Ye Mianmian’s place was vacant and lured the family in.

He had bad intentions from the start—taking their food supplies and even making advances on Sister Li.

Her husband tried to stop it, and they killed him on the spot.

When the remaining family tried to resist, they were brutally suppressed.

What followed was what they had just witnessed—endless torture and abuse.

“They weren’t even human. They deserved to die.”

“Yeah, they did… Sister Li, you need to stay strong.

The world outside has changed completely. You have to live on.”

Ye Mianmian sympathized deeply with their suffering—and also felt a wave of fear.

Those two men had clearly targeted her home for its supplies. If she hadn’t moved out earlier, her fate wouldn’t have been much different from Sister Li’s.

“Exactly. Sister Li, you were the victim. Don’t give up on life because of those two scumbags.

This house is mine. You can stay for now and figure things out later.”

“Thank you, girl… we’ll pay you rent in the future, I promise.

We’ll clean the house, too. Sorry for messing it up.”

“It’s okay. Just focus on staying here for now, Sister Li. Comfort your children…

Only if you live… will there be hope.”

What she said was exactly what Jiang Yuan wanted to express.

It seemed Ye Mianmian had accepted the fact that the future wasn’t going to get any better.