"Wenwen is a good daughter." When Luo Wenyu mentioned Luo Wenyu, Luo Yujiao's face was filled with tenderness.
Those years, the reason she could persevere was all because of her precious daughter Luo Wenyu. Without her accompanying her, she would have given up long ago.
This was also why, even when hospitalized, she hadn't considered ending her life.
Because for these years, mother and daughter had depended on each other; neither could do without the other.
Yang Feilong looked at Luo Yujiao seriously, "Are you planning to be threatened by Li Dapao forever?"
"If not like this, then what can be done?" Luo Yujiao revealed a bitter smile.
Hearing Luo Yujiao's resigned tone, Yang Feilong felt very displeased. Living like this, content with suffering, not even thinking of resistance, this personality was too weak. But soon, he sighed in his heart again.
She was a weak-willed woman, this was her personality.
Yes, although they hadn't known each other for long, Yang Feilong understood Luo Yujiao's personality quite well.
This was a gentle woman who had succumbed to fate. She possessed a beauty that could captivate the world. Otherwise, Luo Dapao wouldn't have been willing to forgo hundreds of thousands in debt just to marry Luo Yujiao back then.
After curing Luo Yujiao's illness and using his internal energy to cleanse her body, her captivating beauty had become even more pronounced than before!
In his heart, she was almost comparable to his beautiful master. He knew that in his heart, his master was the most perfect woman. Luo Yujiao's beauty being able to so closely approach his master's evaluation in his heart was also an indirect testament to Luo Yujiao's extraordinary charm.
"What are you thinking about?" Luo Yujiao asked, feeling a little shy as Yang Feilong stared at her.
"Uh, I wasn't thinking about anything," Yang Feilong shook his head. Naturally, he wouldn't reveal his true thoughts. Instead, he changed the subject and asked, "Isn't that Li Dapao very rich? How did he end up having to ask Wenwen for money?"
"No matter how much money there is, it can't withstand gambling!" Luo Yujiao sighed. "My father's gambling ruined my life and caused my mother to divorce him. In the end, he died of depression himself. Li Dapao gambled all his family fortune away."
Yang Feilong secretly sighed.
A little gambling might be fun, but heavy gambling would ruin a family. This saying was indeed true. Nine out of ten bets were losses; the bigger the bet, the greater the loss. Yang Feilong wasn't surprised by this.
"Because of his physical disability, he turned to pursue the thrill of gambling. And once he lost, he would beat me when he got home..." Luo Yujiao's face wore a bitter smile.
Li Dapao, Yang Feilong had never felt such disgust for anyone.
"It seems my beating today was still too light," Yang Feilong said. "I should have beaten him to death."
"No," Luo Yujiao's expression changed upon hearing this, and she said repeatedly.
"Could it be that you still have feelings for him?" Yang Feilong couldn't help but frown.
"Feelings? I wish he were dead." Luo Yujiao immediately explained, "If you kill him, you'll be breaking the law. I don't want you to be implicated by that scumbag."
After explaining, she felt that her words might be misunderstood and quickly added, "Um, you are my savior. How could I harm you and put you in danger? Would I even be human then?"
Yang Feilong smiled upon hearing Luo Yujiao's words and said, "It seems you can't bear to see me get hurt, hehe, I'm very happy."
Luo Yujiao's face inexplicably turned red.
She felt Yang Feilong's words were somewhat abnormal. Looking at Yang Feilong staring at her, her heart became even more flustered, as if recalling the scene of Yang Feilong healing her before. She became restless and stood up, saying, "Um, I'll go make dinner. You rest a while!"
Seeing Luo Yujiao's flustered state, Yang Feilong rubbed his nose, feeling a bit strange. Were his words problematic?
It seemed not!
He was indeed a little happy!
It had to be said that Luo Yujiao and his master had many similarities in certain aspects.
First, their temperaments were both of the gentle type.
Second, they were both extremely kind-hearted.
Third, their ages were similar. His master was also around this age, not yet thirty.
Yang Feilong also got up and went into the living room. Then, he said to the people in the kitchen, "You all start cooking. I'll go buy some wine."
"I'll go," Luo Wenwen said.
"Let me go," Yang Feilong said with a smile. "Besides, you don't know what kind of wine I like."
...
Li Dapao, having left his daughter's residence, was in a very agitated mood.
"Damn guy, ruining my good deed! I will definitely kill you, I swear!"
"But this guy is too strong! Even with a knife, I can't deal with him! So annoying!"
Li Dapao gritted his teeth.
He paced in the community, his eyes extremely sinister, and took out a cigarette to smoke.
Suddenly, he remembered a joke his shady friend had told him: if he sold his wife to him, he would offer thirty thousand!
But he thought, if he sold his wife, then he wouldn't be able to beat anyone anymore, because that guy was even more ruthless than him. Moreover, if he sold his wife, that cheap daughter would also belong to him.
If it were before, he would never have had this idea. Because his daughter was his ATM. In the past half year, he had already gotten tens of thousands from his daughter.
But now, his daughter would rather fight to the death than give him money. And that person, possibly his daughter's boyfriend, was too ruthless. He was genuinely worried that the other party would impulsively kill him!
Smoking, his expression was uncertain, one cigarette after another. After an unknown amount of time, a sinister glint flashed across his face.
Then, he dialed the number of that shady friend.
"Lei Jin, you said before you'd give me thirty thousand for Luo Yujiao. Are you really joking, or do you mean it?" Li Dapao said coldly.
"Li Dapao, you beat me up last time because of a joke. What, want to fight again? I'm game!" a mocking voice came from the handset.
"I want to sell my wife, give me a price!" Li Dapao, too lazy for pretense, stated his purpose directly.
"En? You want to sell your wife? I remember, wasn't she seriously ill and hospitalized from your beating? Is she dying, so you're looking for me to take over?" Lei Jin said mockingly.
"She's fine, she's already out of the hospital," Li Dapao snorted. "And she looks even better than when we first got married. If you don't want to buy, I'll find another buyer!"
"Oh? If that's true, I'm willing to buy!" Lei Jin's loud voice rang out.
"How much? Let me tell you, don't even think about less than thirty thousand!" Li Dapao said coldly.
"Thirty thousand, I'll give it! As long as she's like you said," Lei Jin said proudly. "I'm not short of money!"
"Deal!" Li Dapao's voice rang out. "Now, transfer me ten thousand as a deposit first."
"Okay! I'll transfer it to you right away!" Lei Jin readily agreed.
Under the night sky, Li Dapao's expression was ferocious and terrifying.