So satisfying! The Great Demon King wiped out everyone equally!

After learning that Jiang Yu had died, Zhang Jianjun immediately had Zhang Xiaoyu perform a cesarean section and announced to the public that Jiang Yu had died from postpartum hemorrhage.

Fearing that Jiang Yu would become a ghost and come back to haunt them, the Zhang family burned her body and then sent Zhang Cuilan back to her hometown to bury Jiang Yu's ashes on Ghost Hill. It is said that people buried there cannot be reincarnated and are trapped there for life.

Zhang Jianjun's family of five lived a life of ease and comfort thanks to the Jiang family's money, until Zhang Erhe gambled away all his money!

They planned to use the same trick again, making their son a live-in son-in-law, continuing to get something for nothing...

By the time Canglan finished processing the plot, she was on the verge of going crazy. She had never seen such a shameless family in her life!

Then, Canglan heard a man's voice, "Wife, the tonic is ready."

Cang Lan looked at the man who walked up to her. It was none other than Zhang Jianjun. He looked honest, but he was actually full of bad intentions. Especially the medicine he was holding, which gave off a disgusting smell. So, he wasn't going to drink it, was he?

But Zhang Jianjun still came over. He put the medicine on the table and said softly, "Wife, drink it when it gets cold."

Cang Lan stared coldly at Zhang Jianjun, then raised her hand and delivered a resounding slap. Zhang Jianjun staggered from the blow, and before he could react, Cang Lan kicked him in the knee.

Zhang Jianjun cried out in pain and fell to his knees with a thud. Cang Lan acted swiftly, grabbing the scalding hot medicine bowl from the table, forcefully prying open Zhang Jianjun's mouth, and pouring the medicine down his throat.

Zhang Jianjun screamed in agony from the burns, feeling nauseous. His face contorted in agony, and he was about to lash out, but he forced himself to hold back. He gritted his teeth and said, "Jiang Yu, you can just say you don't want to take the medicine. This is a tonic that I went to great lengths to buy at a high price so I could have a child."

Zhang Jianjun remained outwardly calm, but inwardly he cursed: She's not pregnant yet, but once she is, she'll be completely at his mercy.

Cang Lan roared, "You're acting all wronged? Don't you like drinking it? Isn't it expensive? I'll have the housekeeper cook it all for you. It's all tonic anyway, so it's the same whether you drink it or not!"

Zhang Jianjun panicked, feeling that Jiang Yu was acting very strangely today, and couldn't help but wonder if she had discovered that those medicines were a folk remedy for pregnancy.

Before Zhang Jianjun could react, Canglan instructed the nanny to boil all the medicine Zhang Jianjun had brought back at once, and even demanded that a large pot be boiled.

The nanny was overjoyed to see this. She had long suspected that the medicine was not good, and now that her young mistress had finally stood up for herself, she happily went to cook it.

Just as Zhang Jianjun was about to stop the nanny, Cang Lan interrupted him, saying indifferently, "Pick your parents up tomorrow."

Zhang Jianjun paused for a moment, then feigned ignorance and said, "I don't have parents, you..."

Cang Lan didn't want to listen to his nonsense, and simply emphasized again: "Call them now and have them come."

Zhang Jianjun was completely baffled and began to wonder if Jiang Yu had known all along that he had parents, but was only pretending to play along because she loved him, while she actually knew everything?

Thinking about it this way, he felt it was true. Otherwise, why would he have agreed to let his parents come? He said excitedly, "Honey, you're so great! I'll call my parents right now and ask them to come."

Cang Lan completely ignored him and started ordering takeout on her phone. The original owner had been drinking that disgusting medicine lately, which had made her lose her appetite and cause her to lose weight.

By the time Zhang Jianjun finished his call, Cang Lan was already enjoying his meal. He had completely forgotten about Cang Lan hitting him earlier, and his mind was filled with the joy of his mother coming and dealing with Jiang Yu.

Thinking this, he happily sat down opposite Cang Lan. Looking at the pile of takeout on the table, he was about to complain about why Cang Lan had bought so much when his stomach started growling. Looking at the golden fried chicken, he couldn't help but swallow. Just as he was about to reach for the fried chicken, Cang Lan smacked his hand with a chopstick.

Zhang Jianjun was jolted by the sudden blow, and his face instantly darkened. He glared at Cang Lan and shouted, "What are you doing, Jiang Yu?"

Cang Lan picked up the piece of fried chicken and put it in her mouth. "This is takeout that I paid for. If you want some, you can order it yourself."

Hearing this, Zhang Jianjun's anger flared even more. He felt that Cang Lan had gone too far, being so stingy. He retorted confidently, "Your money? We're husband and wife, your money is my money. What's the difference between 'yours' and 'mine' between husband and wife?"

Cang Lan sneered inwardly. This man had given all his money to his parents in the village and his mistress, Zhang Xiaoyu, and now he wanted to talk about marital property. She retorted without hesitation, "You're just our family's live-in son-in-law. In this family, what I say goes? Who do you think you are?"

Upon hearing Cang Lan's words, Zhang Jianjun's face instantly turned ashen. What he hated most was being called a live-in son-in-law. In his mind, a man should be the head of the family, and now that Cang Lan had belittled him like this, he felt that his dignity had been trampled underfoot.

"How dare you talk to me like that!" Zhang Jianjun roared, raising his hand to slap Cang Lan hard across the face.

With lightning speed, Cang Lan grabbed his arm. Her hand was like an iron clamp, tightly gripping Zhang Jianjun's wrist. With a "crack," Zhang Jianjun's wrist was broken.

Zhang Jianjun screamed in pain, "Aaaaaah! Let go! Let go!" His face turned deathly pale, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. Cang Lan, however, showed no mercy; there was not a trace of pity in her eyes. She said coldly, "You asked for this."

With two thuds, Zhang Jianjun lost two front teeth and two back teeth. Blood gushed from Zhang Jianjun's mouth; he hadn't expected Cang Lan to be so strong and to hit him so hard. Enraged, he swung his other fist to strike Cang Lan.

Cang Lan punched him in the stomach with a backhand. Each punch seemed light and airy, but it carried a hidden force. This kind of fighting style would not only make the person being hit suffer, but also leave no visible external injury.

For the next half hour, Cang Lan beat Zhang Jianjun so badly that he couldn't fight back. He only stopped when the takeout was about to get cold, and then sat down to continue eating.

Seeing that Cang Lan had finally stopped, Zhang Jianjun, who was on the ground, took more than ten minutes to shakily get up. The dizziness in his head made him unable to distinguish whether what he was seeing was a dream or reality.

After Cang Lan finished eating, she saw him staring blankly and slapped him on the head: "You're a live-in son-in-law, go clean up this garbage for me! And you're not allowed to eat tonight. If you dare to sneak a bite, I'll beat you to death!"

Startled, Zhang Jianjun immediately cleaned up the trash on the table and swept the kitchen floor as well, not daring to be perfunctory at all.