Pokémon: What should I do? My father-in-law always wants to tear me apart

"Um... I'm sorry to bother you so late—"

A soft voice came from outside the door, as clear and pleasant as a silver bell.

When Lin Jiaxing heard the voice, his heart was moved. He quickly stood up from the sofa and ran to the door quickly.

He couldn't wait to look out through the peephole, only to see a girl in a white dress standing quietly outside the door.

The girl's skin was as white as snow, her long black hair reached her waist, her lips were red and her teeth were white. She looked like a lily under the moonlight, natural and lively.

Lin Jiaxing was attracted by her beauty at first sight, and his eyes lit up instantly.

He turned around and shouted excitedly to his mother Yang Shuhui who was sitting on the sofa watching TV:

"Mom, she's a beauty! You better find a way to keep her for me!"

When Yang Shuhui heard her son's words, she couldn't help but roll her eyes at him and said unhappily:

"Look at you. The last time I picked a girlfriend for you, you got bored after just two weeks of playing with her. And I was the one who threw her into the nightclub! How long do you want to play with her this time?"

Lin Jiaxing chuckled and looked nonchalant, "Mom, this time is different, I really like this girl. Please help me!"

Yang Shuhui looked at her son's anxious look and felt helpless.

Seeing him so happy, my mood also improved.

She thought about it and felt that her important work had been done and she had nothing else to do. It would not be a big deal to find a woman for her son to play with, as he would not take it seriously anyway.

So, Yang Shuhui pointed at Linlin, who was in Lin Jiaxing's arms, and then pointed at the bedroom, meaning that Lin Jiaxing should take the child into the bedroom first.

Lin Jiaxing immediately understood what his mother meant and knew that she had agreed. He was extremely excited and carried Linlin into the bedroom, then slammed the door.

There was a knock on the door again, soft but persistent, as if urging something.

Yang Shuhui was sitting in front of the dressing table. She gently smoothed the wrinkles on her satin nightgown, then slowly stood up.

When she stood up, she pushed up the jade bracelet on the table. The bracelet sparkled with a warm luster under the light.

When her fingertips brushed across the bottle of cream, she paused slightly, and then a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

She walked towards the door with light and graceful steps.

In front of the door, her fingertips hovered on the doorknob for a moment before she slowly opened the door.

The moment the door opened, the smile on Yang Shuhui's face became gentler, but there was a scrutinizing light in her eyes.

Her eyes fell on the little girl at the door and she looked her up and down.

"It's so late, is there anything wrong, girl?"

Yang Shuhui's voice was soft and pleasant, yet with a barely perceptible hint of coldness.

The little girl at the door lowered her head, seeming very introverted and a little embarrassed.

She kept twisting the corners of her clothes with her hands, and she was shy and couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.

"Yeah, it's really pretty."

Yang Shuhui looked at Mi Yu and couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

She had to admit that Mi Yu's appearance was indeed outstanding. Her skin was as white as snow, her facial features were as delicate as a painting, especially her big eyes, which were as bright as the stars in the night sky.

No wonder his son fell in love with her at first sight.

Yang Shuhui thought to herself.

However, after being amazed, Yang Shuhui felt a surge of jealousy as a woman.

She had met An Qing several times and her disgust for her had reached an extreme level.

An Qing is obviously the same age as her, both in their forties, and has given birth to two children, but she looks like a teenage girl, with no signs of aging.

Yang Shuhui couldn't help but feel jealous. She was once young and a great beauty. However, as she grew older, especially after having children, she obviously aged faster.

Yang Shuhui once curiously asked An Qing how she maintained her beauty, but the answer she got was "it's natural."

This made her feel even more uncomfortable. Why was An Qing so naturally beautiful while she had to face the reality of an aging face?

What made Yang Shuhui even more difficult to accept was that she knew her husband Lin Guohua was keeping a mistress outside.

Although she didn't say it explicitly, it was better for both parties, but she knew it clearly in her heart.

The reason why Lin Guohua is like this is probably because An Qing is young and beautiful, while he is aging.

Gradually, Yang Shuhui's character began to distort.

She was jealous and resentful of those young and beautiful women, and even wanted to destroy their beauty.

However, she did not take action against An Qing after all. After all, An Qing was Lin Guochang's wife and China's Pokémon doctor. She would not dare to provoke her easily no matter what.

So, Yang Shuhui took out this abnormal mentality on others.

Because Lin Guohua was powerful, she controlled many nightclubs.

Her son was also a lustful man who often used various means to abuse young women.

Yang Shuhui took advantage of the situation and sent those originally innocent girls to nightclubs to serve as drinking companions in order to satisfy her twisted psychology.

In Yang Shuhui's eyes, the girl in front of her was just the next person to be destroyed by her.

Yang Shuhui stroked the jade bracelet with her fingertips and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.

She couldn't touch An Qing, but she had plenty of ways to let these helpless little girls know that there was no such thing as a pretty face for nothing in this world.

"Don't be in a hurry, girl, take your time."

Yang Shuhui's voice was soft and kind, like a spring breeze, gently brushing past Mi Yu's ears.

Yang Shuhui reached out and grabbed Mi Yu, gently leading her into the villa.

As she closed the door, she made a secret gesture to the shadow beneath her feet.

The shadow seemed to have life and quickly merged into the darkness, disappearing without a trace.

Yang Shuhui led Mi Yu to the sofa in the living room, gracefully put her hand on the shoulder and motioned for her to sit down, then turned around and poured her a glass of warm water.

Her movements were graceful and skillful, as if everything happened so naturally.

"Come, drink some water and moisten your throat."

Yang Shuhui handed the cup to Mi Yu and said softly like a gentle mother, "Did you run away from home? Are you hungry? Do you need something to eat?"

Mi Yu looked at the strange woman in front of him, his heart filled with shock and disgust.

She did not touch the glass of water, but looked at Yang Shuhui vigilantly, as if she was guarding against something.

Mi Yu's super-power told her that Linlin was in this villa.

Moreover, she could also sense the emotions hidden beneath Yang Shuhui's surface, which was an unsettling emotion.

Although Mi Yu didn't understand the origin of these emotions, her intuition told her that this woman was definitely not a good person.

"Ok?"

Mi Yu let out a puzzled snort. She had opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but at that moment, she suddenly seemed to notice something unusual and looked down abruptly.

I saw a shadow quietly appearing under her feet.

This shadow is like a ghost, lurking there quietly, as if waiting for an opportunity.

Suddenly, a wind ball suddenly emerged from the shadows, its round body tumbling in the air and flying straight towards Mi Yu.

Before Mi Yu could react, the wind ball had already flown in front of her and hypnotized her.

Mi Yu's eyes became blurred in an instant, and her body seemed to have lost support. She fell softly on the sofa with a muffled "bang" sound.

Seeing the girl falling down without any resistance, the gentleness on Yang Shuhui's face disappeared without a trace in an instant.

She threw the cup in her hand to the ground expressionlessly. The cup made a crisp cracking sound when it hit the ground, as if it was a reflection of her inner indifference.

She raised her foot to roll over the broken cup that had rolled to her feet, and then Yang Shuhui shouted loudly towards the bedroom: "That's enough, come out."

According to past practice, the next plot should be that her son walked out of the bedroom, then played with the unconscious girl at will, took all kinds of indecent photos, and used them to threaten the girl so that she would not dare to escape or call the police.

And when her son gets tired of playing and becomes bored with this girl, he will mercilessly pack her up like a commodity and send her to a nightclub to work as a hostess for the entertainment of those men.

Thinking of this, the corners of Yang Shuhui's mouth rose slightly, revealing a sinister smile.

This girl is so beautiful that she will definitely become the signature of the nightclub.

When the time comes, she will personally select customers for this girl, preferably those perverted old men, to let her know that being young and good-looking is never a pass to heaven, but an entrance ticket to hell.