Chapter 8 – What a Complete Disaster!

“Bang bang bang!!!”

“Hey, Lin family! What’s going on in there? Open the door!”

A loud series of knocks echoed from outside.

Although the neighbors didn’t get along well with Mrs. Lin, they had lived next door for years.

The commotion from the Lin household was horrifying—like ghosts wailing and wolves howling. It scared everyone half to death.

If something serious had really happened, they couldn’t just ignore it. So the concerned neighbors came over to check.

Hearing the noise outside, Lin Xiaodou stared coldly at Father Lin, threatening:

“You know what to do. If you dare say a single wrong word, I’ll cripple your son!”

With that, she left the small room.

Once she was gone, Father Lin finally relaxed. His back was drenched in cold sweat.

For a moment, he had really thought that wretched girl was going to kill him.

The knocking on the door continued relentlessly.

With both his legs broken and unable to stand, Father Lin had no choice but to crawl over and open the door.

The moment the door opened, the neighbors were shocked at the scene inside.

“Old Lin… What happened to you guys… Was it a burglary?!”

“Oh my, what’s wrong with Dawei? Why’s he collapsed on the floor?!”

“Heavens! Old Lin, your wife’s face is covered in blood—she’s unconscious!”

The neighbors rushed in, offering help.

Someone helped Father Lin to the sofa and settled him there.

“Old Lin, why can’t you move your legs? What on earth happened at your place?”

Father Lin opened his mouth, wanting to say Lin Xiaodou had gone crazy and attacked them.

But then he remembered her threat, and his face turned pale.

Seeing his strange expression, a kind neighbor comforted him:

“Come on, Old Lin, just tell us what happened. Don’t be afraid, we’re all here.”

“Yeah, with so many of us around, we’re not scared of some thief.”

“It wasn’t a thief…” Father Lin shook his head, frustration bubbling up inside him.

A grown man, actually afraid of his own daughter—how pathetic did that sound?

Maybe the crowd gave him some courage.

Suddenly, Father Lin didn’t think Lin Xiaodou was that scary anymore.

“Actually, it was my daugh—”

Before he could finish, the door to the small room opened.

Lin Xiaodou stepped out, leaning on her crutch.

She wore a scarf, her head hung low, looking just like the timid girl she used to be.

“Dad, what happened at home? I fell asleep earlier… Did something happen?”

Father Lin’s eyes bulged. The words stuck in his throat.

What could he say? What could he say?

With all this commotion, anyone would have woken up.

And she still dared to say she slept through it? Such a flimsy excuse!

As he silently grumbled, someone else asked the question for him.

“Xiaodou, your house got robbed—your parents and brother are all hurt—how could you be sleeping?”

“Exactly! I always thought you were hardworking, but you disappear when it matters most. Shameful!”

“I… I didn’t mean to.” Lin Xiaodou’s eyes reddened, and she spoke softly:

“Tonight my mom wouldn’t give me any food… I was just too hungry… That’s why I passed out…”

The room fell silent.

The neighbors were suddenly reminded of Mrs. Lin’s harsh personality.

Judging by the situation, Mrs. Lin had probably refused to feed Lin Xiaodou again.

So the poor girl had fainted from hunger, not actually fallen asleep.

Everyone’s eyes now filled with sympathy and sighs.

This girl was truly pitiful—injured and still starving every day.

“What a sin…”

One woman, who never got along with Mrs. Lin, sneakily kicked her.

This vile woman was tormenting her own flesh and blood—inhuman!

In the end, under Lin Xiaodou’s eerie gaze, Father Lin was forced to claim a thief broke in.

He said Mrs. Lin and Dawei had tried to resist and got hurt—one scratched on the face, the other knocked unconscious.

No one doubted him.

After all, a few days ago, another household in the same building had been robbed, with heavy losses.

So, amid a flurry of curses aimed at the thief, the neighbors helped send the Lin family to the hospital.

Since Lin Xiaodou was injured, she didn’t go along.

Once everyone left, she locked the door and went into her space to sleep soundly.

As for everything that happened today—Lin Xiaodou wasn’t worried at all.

First, the original host’s timid and insecure image was deeply rooted in everyone’s mind. No one would believe them.

Second, even if she had fought back, how could one frail girl possibly take down three people?

Third, Lin Father and Lin Mother were still hoping she’d marry that fool.

If that family found out she’d gone mad, they’d surely call off the engagement.

All things considered—

This incident left the Lin family with no choice but to swallow their anger.

But both Father and Mother Lin were known for bearing grudges.

Having suffered so much, they definitely wouldn’t let it go.

They were probably already thinking of other ways to deal with her.

Just as Lin Xiaodou hoped.

Sometimes, the bigger the drama, the better the show.

She was just waiting for the curtain to rise~

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At the hospital.

Mrs. Lin woke up the next morning.

The first thing she did was frantically search for a mirror.

When she saw the ugly stitched scar running across her entire face—

She completely broke down.

“AHHH! Where’s that wretched girl?! I’ll kill her!!”

Her eyes turned red, and she bolted out of the ward.

“Dear, listen to me…”

Father Lin quickly blocked her and tried to calm her down.

After hearing what he had to say, Mrs. Lin calmed down a bit.

But she was still unwilling to let it go.

“We’re just supposed to do nothing and let that dead girl off?!”

She was so angry she wanted to beat her to death—how could she possibly stay calm?

“She must’ve snapped from starvation and lashed out in a frenzy,” Father Lin narrowed his eyes and said:

“We shouldn’t provoke her for now. If she runs off and hurts someone else, and that fool’s family hears about it, we’ll be in trouble.”

“Mom, no offense, but how much does a few meals even cost?” Lin Dawei, lying in another bed, chimed in.

His body was covered in medicated oil and burned with pain.

“If you had just let that ugly freak eat, none of this would’ve happened—this hurts like hell!”

“I was trying to punish her! If she doesn’t obediently marry that fool, where will we get money for your wedding?!” Mrs. Lin snapped, feeling even more wronged.

She had worked so hard to secure a bride for her son—pouring heart and soul into it.

And in the end, she ended up disfigured.

What a complete disaster!