Siheyuan: Kick the deaf old lady to death with three kicks, it feels so good

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"Haha, Yi Zhonghai, you still know that she is my mother-in-law?" There was a hint of sarcasm and anger in Qin Huairu's voice. She clenched her fists tightly and stared at the man in front of her with wide eyes.

"You still know that she is my mother-in-law!" She repeated again, her tone even more harsh, as if she wanted to vent all the dissatisfaction in her heart. Yi Zhonghai lowered his head, not daring to look Qin Huairu in the eye, with a trace of guilt on his face.

"I have always been respectful to you and treated you as an elder, but I never thought you would do such a thing with my mother-in-law!" Qin Huairu became more and more emotional, with tears welling up in her eyes. She could not accept the fact that the elder she respected would do such a thing.

Yi Zhonghai stood there silently, without saying a word. He knew he was in the wrong and could not refute Qin Huairu's accusation. The whole room fell into a dead silence, with only Qin Huairu's sobbing echoing in the air.

"Forget it! Go whatever you want..." After saying this, Qin Huairu could no longer suppress the grief and resentment in her heart. She covered her face and cried, then turned around and ran away.

How could she not know about the dirty things going on between Jia Zhang and Yi Zhonghai? Although she tried her best to mediate, the shameless couple still persisted in their delusion and insisted on their own way.

She knew that no matter how hard she tried to persuade and stop them, she could not change the outcome of the marriage between these two shameless people. They were destined to continue this evil relationship, and she was powerless...

Thinking of this, Qin Huairu couldn't help but burst into tears, her heart filled with endless sadness and despair.

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At this moment, the whole room seemed to be shrouded in a strange atmosphere, so quiet that one could almost hear the sound of one's own heartbeat. In this silence, only Yi Zhonghai and Jia Zhang stood facing each other silently.

Yi Zhonghai took a deep breath, as if trying to calm his inner excitement and nervousness. He gently cleared his throat, then slowly bent his knees and knelt on one knee in front of Jia Zhang in a solemn and affectionate manner.

He looked up at the woman he had admired for a long time, his eyes flashing with sincerity and passion. At that moment, time seemed to freeze, everything around them became unimportant, only their gazes intersecting each other formed a beautiful landscape.

Finally, Yi Zhonghai broke the silence with a low and firm voice: "Sister-in-law, please allow me to muster up the courage to express my true feelings to you. For so many years, you have been by my side, giving me endless care and support. Your kindness, gentleness and strength have always deeply attracted me and made me unable to extricate myself. Today, I want to solemnly say to you - marry me!"

This simple but affectionate sentence was like a spring breeze blowing past Jia Zhang's ears. She couldn't help but widen her eyes and look surprised. However, soon, her expression was replaced by emotion, and tears gradually blurred her eyes. Faced with Yi Zhonghai's sincere confession, how could Jia Zhang not be moved?

Originally, Yi Zhonghai was looking forward to things going smoothly as he had imagined. He firmly believed that as long as Jia Zhang accepted his proposal, they could spend a beautiful future together. However, fate always likes to play tricks on people. At this moment, a word from Jia Zhang was like a sharp sword, ruthlessly piercing Yi Zhonghai's heart and instantly shattering his beautiful dream.

"Yi Zhonghai, please get up. Let's end this between the two of us."

At this moment, Yi Zhonghai felt as if he was in a world of ice and snow, and he was enveloped by endless cold and despair, making it difficult for him to breathe. He stared at Jia Zhang with his eyes wide open in disbelief.

"Why! Why, sister-in-law, why is this happening?" Yi Zhonghai roared in anger, his voice was deafening, as if it would break through the roof.

He really couldn't understand why Jia Zhang would so resolutely reject his proposal. He stared with wide eyes, his face full of anger, and his heart was filled with confusion and puzzlement.

However, Yi Zhonghai did not know at this time that the words that Jia Zhang was about to say next would be like an extremely sharp sword, deeply hurting his heart and breaking him completely.

Jia Zhang looked coldly at Yi Zhonghai, who was on the verge of collapse, with a scornful and sarcastic smile on her face, and then she said slowly: "You ask me why?"

She paused, then continued in a cold and sharp tone: "Not only have you lost your job, but you have also lost your status as the 'big uncle' that everyone in the courtyard respected. Tell me, if I marry you, what can I expect?"

Boom~~~~~~~~

It was as if a bolt of thunder exploded above Yi Zhonghai's head. His body trembled violently and shook as if struck by lightning, as if he would fall to the ground in the next moment.

Once, he firmly believed that there was true love between him and Jia Zhang, but reality gave him a hard slap in the face - it was all just a deal!

He suddenly realized that what Jia Zhang had always coveted was his identity, status and job, rather than true love for him.

"If you're fine, leave quickly and don't stay in my house anymore!" At this moment, Jia Zhang's order to expel him was like a sharp dagger, piercing Yi Zhonghai's heart, making his already painful condition even worse.

Yi Zhonghai stood there blankly, his eyes empty and full of despair. Finally, he looked deeply at Jia Zhang, his eyes filled with endless affection and sorrow.

"Hehe..." A bitter chuckle came out of his mouth, carrying with it unspeakable sadness and self-mockery.

"Since you are so determined to drive me away, how can I have the dignity to stay here?"

After saying this, Yi Zhonghai moved his feet with difficulty, and every step seemed like he was carrying a heavy burden. He slowly walked towards the door, his figure looking extremely lonely and desolate.

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