Luo Yujiao answered the phone with trepidation. When she heard what was said on the other end, she was stunned. To what she heard, she only managed to say "Okay," and in the end, she didn't even know how to hang up the phone.
"What happened?" Luo Eryi asked, seeing the strange expression on her sister's face.
Because Luo Yujiao's phone was an old model she had used for many years, the speaker was very faint, and she hadn't put it on speakerphone, so no one could hear what the police station was saying. However, everyone could see that Luo Yujiao's emotions seemed a bit off.
Was she sad? No!
Was she happy? Not really.
It seemed like shock!
Yes, it was shock, an expression of disbelief.
"Li Dapao is dead!" Luo Yujiao took a deep breath and said.
"Who died?" Luo Eryi felt as if she were hallucinating and couldn't help but ask again.
"Li Dapao, he's dead," Luo Yujiao said in a deep voice. "Just now, the police station called me and said Li Dapao is dead. Tomorrow morning, they want me to go to the police station to identify the body!"
"That's wonderful!" Luo Wenwen said, unable to hide her joy.
It wasn't that she was unfilial; it was simply that she had no affection for Li Dapao, only hatred. Firstly, she wasn't Li Dapao's biological daughter. Secondly, Luo Yujiao had adopted her and raised her with great hardship, while Li Dapao was always verbally and physically abusive towards Luo Yujiao. Thirdly, her mother was gravely ill in the hospital, and he never visited her, showing no concern for Luo Yujiao's well-being. Instead, he threatened her, demanding money from her repeatedly.
"Mom, why aren't you happy that Li Dapao is dead? After all, we've finally escaped from our suffering!" Luo Wenwen asked, confused.
"I am happy, too. I just haven't processed it yet; it's a bit of a shock!" Luo Yujiao said with a smile.
Luo Eryi looked at her sister. She was also incredibly happy, but having seen more of the world, she could sense that her sister wasn't as happy as she seemed, which puzzled her. However, she quickly seemed to think of something, and her expression changed slightly.
But she didn't say it immediately. Instead, she smiled and said, "Alright, everyone, get some rest! We've all had a tiring day and need to go to the police station tomorrow!"
"Mmm, okay!" Luo Wenwen nodded excitedly.
Yang Qingqing also felt happy for Luo Wenwen, as the mother and daughter had finally escaped their hardship.
Yang Qingqing and Luo Wenwen shared the master bedroom, while Luo Yujiao and Luo Eryi occupied the secondary bedroom.
In the secondary bedroom.
"Yujiao, tell me honestly, your complexion isn't good. Is it because Li Dapao's death is related to Yang Feilong?" Luo Eryi's smile had now been replaced by a solemn expression.
Yang Feilong was not only a great benefactor to Luo Yujiao and her daughter but had also saved her life. If he hadn't treated her illness, she might have died from a serious illness in the near future. Therefore, her gratitude towards Yang Feilong was no less than Luo Yujiao's.
"The police said he died fighting with people at the casino and other gamblers while he was gambling!" Luo Yujiao shook her head and explained.
"Oh?" Luo Eryi was taken aback and then overjoyed. "So, Li Dapao's death has nothing to do with Feilong. Then why are you so worried? I thought Yang Feilong might have done it."
Luo Yujiao hesitated, wanting to say that she suspected Li Dapao's death was somehow related to Yang Feilong, because before he left, Yang Feilong had told her that Li Dapao's days were numbered.
She hadn't believed Yang Feilong could tell fortunes.
But now, she was starting to believe it. The police had been very clear that Yang Feilong had nothing to do with it, as he had only left their home less than half an hour ago, and Li Dapao had died half an hour before that.
At that time, Yang Feilong had just left her house and was walking out of the community with her.
Even if Yang Feilong could fly, he wouldn't have had time.
"What exactly are you trying to say? I feel like you have something on your mind!" Luo Eryi said, a little anxiously.
"Do you believe in fortune-telling?" Luo Yujiao asked, not answering her elder sister directly.
"Fortune-telling?" Luo Eryi was first stunned, then shook her head. "Those so-called fortune-tellers are all frauds. Let me tell you how those fortune-tellers trick people..."
Just as Luo Eryi was about to launch into a long explanation, Luo Yujiao said, "Feilong told me that he can tell fortunes and that Luo Dapao would face a disaster involving blood in the near future. Not only that, but he also said that Li Dapao's days were numbered."
"..." Luo Eryi stared at Luo Yujiao, dumbfounded. "Feilong, he can also tell fortunes? He's too amazing!"
"Don't you not believe in fortune-telling?" Luo Yujiao looked at her elder sister.
"Ahem, I was talking about those fake fortune-tellers who have no real skill and only swindle people. But Feilong is different. I can tell that he's no ordinary person. If he says he can tell fortunes, then he can truly tell fortunes," Luo Eryi said righteously.
"..." Luo Yujiao glanced at her elder sister.
She could see that her elder sister was completely awestruck by Yang Feilong. She believed that if her elder sister were unmarried, she would be unable to resist pursuing Yang Feilong.
Actually, her elder sister wasn't that old, only thirty-three years old.
"I forgot to ask Feilong if he can treat infertility," Luo Eryi said, patting her head. "My husband and I have been married for several years, and we haven't had any children. I don't know if it's my problem or his."
"Can't hospitals diagnose that symptom?" Luo Yujiao asked, confused.
"My brother-in-law is unwilling to go to the hospital. Forget it, we'll talk about it later!" Luo Eryi said. "But I have to say, Feilong is truly a lucky star. Ever since I met him, everything has been going smoothly. Your illness is completely cured, and now, that Li Dapao is dead!"
"Yes, he is indeed a lucky star for our family," Luo Yujiao nodded in deep agreement.
At this moment, she couldn't help but recall Yang Feilong's words to her when they parted: that she would meet a man she deeply loved, and who would also deeply love her.
Would she meet such a man?
What would the man she deeply loved be like?
For some reason, she found Yang Feilong's figure appearing in her mind.
This made Luo Yujiao blush instantly.
"Yujiao, what are you thinking about? You look a little shy," Luo Eryi chuckled.
"It's nothing," Luo Yujiao waved her hands repeatedly.
"Hmph, from what I know about you, you're experiencing a burgeoning romance. Don't worry, even though you're married and have a child, your body is pure, and you haven't registered your marriage yet. Now that Li Dapao is dead, you can boldly pursue your happiness without feeling embarrassed to tell your sister!" Luo Eryi said with a smile.
"Eldest sister," Luo Yujiao blushed crimson. "I'm not talking to you anymore; I'm going to sleep."
Then, she took off her clothes and slipped under the thin quilt.
"Eh, your skin is so good! How did Feilong treat it?" Luo Eryi exclaimed in admiration.
"I won't tell you!" Luo Yujiao turned around.
"Hmph, now you're keeping secrets from your sister! Prepare for a tickle fight..."
"..."
Inside the room, there was endless intimacy.
After a long while, when both of them were tired from their playful wrestling, Luo Eryi fell asleep, as she had been exhausted from taking care of Luo Yujiao these past few days. However, Luo Yujiao couldn't sleep because her mind was filled with Yang Feilong's image.
"What should I do? What should I do?" Luo Yujiao felt a sense of anxiety and helplessness.