Pei Shuchen’s attitude was resolute.
Bitch!
Trying to ruin him?!
For a well-known young master in Shanghai, losing face and dignity was more terrifying than death itself!
Pei Shuchen’s face was livid. He would never give in to the wishes of that bitch, Xie Li.
Crash!
Xie Li yanked out Pei Shuchen’s tube in one swift motion.
The catheter.
“Ugh!”
Pei Shuchen let out a muffled groan, clutching his groin as he knelt on the bed. Veins bulged at his temples, cold sweat pouring down!
“Are you going to put it in the papers or not?”
Xie Li raised her brow at him.
“Ab-so-lute-ly! Not!”
The pain was so intense that he bit through his own tongue.
He would never compromise!
He had his own bottom line!
Xie Li stared at him for a moment, then clicked her tongue.
“Since you’re so firm about it, there’s no need to publish an apology. Just give me more money.”
Pei Shuchen: “!!!”
You damn!
If you wanted more money, you could’ve just said so! Why did you have to pull out his catheter?!
It hurt like hell!
Xie Li demanded thirty thousand yuan from the Pei family.
Thirty thousand yuan was an astronomical sum for ordinary people in this era.
The average worker earned only about thirty yuan a month, and those who weren’t formal workers earned even less barely a dozen yuan a month.
But the Pei family were capitalists. They could afford it, and it could be considered a sky-high breakup fee.
With the largest bill being ten-yuan notes, Xie Li finally got to experience what it felt like to count money until her hands went numb.
Qi Yuehua stood to the side, swallowing her anger.
She really wanted to rush forward and claw that smug face of Xie Li to shreds!
Xie Li slung the sack of money over her shoulder and left. Qi Yuehua burst into tears.
“My son, your mother has never suffered such humiliation! How did this person change so fast? How did Xie Li turn into some kind of black-bear demon?”
With her husband away, Qi Yuehua had no backbone to rely on. She could only let the usually bullied Xie Li run wild over her.
Today, she had been beaten, her son had been beaten, and they’d even been extorted out of thirty thousand yuan!
It was like a turtle crawling into a stove pit she could only swallow her rage!
“Mom.”
Pei Shuchen’s eyes were dark with malice. Gritting his teeth, he stared at Xie Li’s retreating figure.
“The plan stays the same. Call my two distant cousins over. I’ll find someone to drug that bitch aphrodisiacs. No point letting those two come for nothing.”
He didn’t just want to destroy Xie Li’s reputation he wanted to destroy her entirely!
He would publish photos of her rolling in bed with other men, distribute them in newspapers, and send them to every household in Shanghai!
He wanted Xie Li dead!!
He wanted that ignorant woman to understand that provoking him was like provoking a living King of Hell!
Those thirty thousand yuan he’d consider it her burial money!
Qi Yuehua swallowed hard.
Her son looked gentle and refined on the surface, but she knew that was only an illusion.
Sinister and treacherous, a scum in scholar’s clothing.
It wasn’t pleasant to describe her own son like that, but no words fit better.
Qi Yuehua finally relaxed a little and hurried to contact her two distant nephews.
Meanwhile, Xie Li carried the money to the post office.
She wrapped it layer upon layer until no one could tell what was inside. Searching her memory, she found a rural address.
It was the address of the original owner’s adoptive parents.
She mailed all thirty thousand yuan there.
The Fang family had raised the original owner for eighteen years. Though they weren’t well-off, they had genuinely loved her.
After the original owner returned to the Xie family, Xie Silin refused to go back, and the Fang couple’s eighteen years of effort amounted to nothing.
In the original story, half a year later, Fang’s mother would die after her illness was delayed because they couldn’t afford treatment at a big hospital. Sending the thirty thousand yuan was Xie Li’s way of repaying those eighteen years of upbringing on the original owner’s behalf.
After finishing this, she pulled out a thick stack of photos from her bag.
The photos clearly showed a naked man and woman tangled together in bed.
It was Pei Shuchen and Xie Silin.
The original owner loved photography and always carried a camera. The day she caught Pei Shuchen and Xie Silin having an affair, she happened to have it with her.
After Xie Li transmigrated, she took photos first then beat them up.
She made countless copies of the photos, published them in newspapers, plastered big-character posters all over the streets, and finally slipped the photos through the door cracks of households one by one.
Since Pei Shuchen refused to publish an apology, she would do it herself.
Before Pei Shuchen could publish photos of her, she had already spread his adultery photos all over Shanghai.
Xie Li hummed a little tune as she distributed them.
Mess with me, and you’ve messed with the ancestor of the living King of Hell.
Shanghai exploded.
From top to bottom, old and young, men and women!
Everyone knew that the eldest young master of the Pei family had been fooling around with the Xie family’s fake heiress, had been caught in bed, and even had naked photos thrown all over the streets!
Xie Li published a divorce announcement in the newspapers, accusing Pei Shuchen and Xie Silin of adultery.
The scandal became the hottest topic of gossip.
“I heard that after the real Xie daughter married into the Pei family, she lived like a widow. Who knew Pei Shuchen liked the fake daughter instead!”
“Oh my, widow or not did you see those photos? My goodness, being a widow would’ve been better!”
“Wow! That Pei Shuchen really is… a small man.”
“No matter how good-looking a man like that is, you can’t want him. Bad for having children!”
As the talk went on, the topic completely derailed.
All of Shanghai went from discussing Pei Shuchen and Xie Silin’s affair to discussing whether Pei Shuchen was a “small man.”
The Pei family was in chaos. The Xie family was in chaos too.
Pei Shuchen wanted to die, and Xie Silin was threatening suicide.
“A real man, and you can’t handle such a small thing?”
Pei Jianmin was back.
When Qi Yuehua saw the family pillar return, she threw herself into Pei Jianmin’s arms, wailing.
“Jianmin! That little slut Xie Li has gone completely mad! She’s practically schemed me and Shuchen to death!”
Pei Jianmin was in his forties, with thick brows, big eyes, and a square face.
Calm and steady.
He patted Qi Yuehua’s shoulder to comfort her.
“Isn’t that why I’m back? Don’t cry. What storms hasn’t our Pei family weathered? Could we really be brought down by a little girl?”
Besides, Xie Li was always a useless coward she wouldn’t even dare fart when scolded. Could she really poke a hole in the sky?
Pei Jianmin was full of confidence.
Qi Yuehua wiped her tears.
Her husband really was impressive. If only her son had even a third of his father’s composure.
The Pei family had few heirs. By Pei Jianmin’s generation, he was the only male.
Pei Jianmin was no good he misbehaved from childhood.
Cheating neighbors, scamming classmates, organizing affairs among relatives, tricking the deaf and the mute, even pulling down old ladies’ underwear he’d done it all. He’d always been looked down upon by the old Pei patriarch.
But luck was on his side. As the only son, all of the Pei family’s vast fortune eventually landed in his hands.
“Tell me carefully what exactly happened?”
Pei Jianmin pulled Qi Yuehua to sit on the sofa.
When he returned, he’d heard something had happened at home and that it involved his daughter-in-law, Xie Li but he didn’t know the details.
Pei Shuchen couldn’t bring himself to speak. He lowered his head in silence.
Qi Yuehua explained everything from beginning to end.
Thud!
Pei Jianmin rolled his eyes and passed out.
“Jianmin! Jianmin!”
Qi Yuehua cried while shoving emergency heart medicine into Pei Jianmin’s mouth.
“Dad! Dad!”
Pei Shuchen hurriedly told the maid to call an ambulance!
Pei Jianmin was so furious that foam came out of his mouth.
At the Xie family’s house, Father Xie Qingsong and Mother Wu Fengrao were also beside themselves with rage.
After learning that Xie Li was behind all this, they practically wanted to kill her!
“Silin! Silin, open the door! Don’t make your parents worry!”
Wu Fengrao gently knocked on Xie Silin’s bedroom door.
Xie Qingsong and Wu Fengrao had lost a son in their early years, then later had a daughter. Wu Fengrao’s health was damaged, making it hard for her to conceive again, so she treasured this daughter like her own eyes.
Who knew that after eighteen years of doting, they’d learn she wasn’t their biological child? Still, Xie Silin insisted on staying with them and acknowledging them as her parents.
Those eighteen years weren’t wasted after all.
After the scandal broke, Xie Silin kept threatening suicide. They finally calmed her down, but now she’d locked herself in her room again.
“Fengrao, arrange for someone to find out where Xie Li has gone. No matter what, bring her back to me. I’ll break her legs!”
Xie Qingsong’s brows were cold and hard, his voice devoid of warmth.
He never liked that biological daughter from the countryside she looked rustic and cowardly, full of petty ignorance, nothing like the refined Xie Silin who’d been raised by his side.
“Mom! Dad! I’m back!”
A clear female voice rang out.
Xie Qingsong and Wu Fengrao looked up.
Xie Li had returned.