Return to 88: Starting from Marrying My Sister-in-law

No one noticed that Qian Youyou's phone was actually on a call.

Meanwhile, Xiao Jun, who was on the other end of the line, had just received the news and had rushed from international waters to nearshore waters, and whose phone had regained signal.

He made his first call to his younger sister, Qian Youyou.

I originally wanted to find out what the current situation was.

If all else fails and I can't get back myself, I'll have my sister sign the papers on my behalf and rush the person to the emergency room for treatment.

result……

He heard the whole farce.

Of course, perhaps Qian Youyou did it on purpose, wanting her brother to see the true colors of the Zhao family.

But none of that matters anymore.

At that moment, on the yacht, the last bit of sound coming from the other end of the phone was torn to shreds by the raging sea wind. Xiao Jun felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head, his vision went black, and he almost collapsed on the rocking deck.

Lu Yang and Mu Qizhong reacted quickly and caught him, preventing him from being thrown into the surging waves.

Xiao Jun gripped the cold satellite phone tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force, making a soft cracking sound.

His mind was a complete mess, with only the words "critical condition notice" swirling wildly in his head. These words intertwined with his sister Qian Youyou's angry accusations, "What exactly do you Zhao family want? Why do you have to look down on my sister-in-law for a few stinking dollars?" and finally turned into a raging inferno.

The flight, which took only a few hours, felt to Xiao Jun as long as an eternity.

The towering waves and wild sea winds seemed to be a concrete projection of the violent emotions in his heart.

When the yacht finally broke through the wind and rain and docked at the nearest private marina, Xiao Jun almost staggered off the boat and plunged into the bulletproof car that had been waiting for him.

Lu Yang and Mu Qizhong followed closely behind, their expressions equally solemn, knowing that what awaited them at the hospital was far more than just the sorrow of separation and death.

We sped along, the city's neon lights distorted and deformed in the rain.

When Xiao Jun, reeking of the sea and still wet from the rain, burst through the heavy door of the ICU ward like an enraged, trapped beast, the tense standoff at the end of the corridor instantly ignited his last remaining shred of reason.

With her large pregnant belly, Qian Youyou was pale and shielded behind her mother, but she still pointed at the Zhao brothers opposite her, her voice trembling with agitation: "You...you still have the nerve to be here?! Get out! Get out of here, all of you!"

Mr. Qian, sitting in his wheelchair, had a livid face. Mrs. Qian, holding Xiaoyu, glared angrily at the group of so-called daughters-in-law and their "family members."

Meanwhile, Zhao Xiaowan's two younger brothers, the "phoenix chicks and sleeping dragons" of the Zhao family, were still chattering away!

"Brother-in-law! You've finally arrived!"

One of them, upon seeing Xiao Jun, showed no remorse or restraint whatsoever. Instead, as if he had found a pillar of support, he rushed forward eagerly, his face even carrying a hint of eagerness to claim credit. "You must persuade my sister... no, you have to make a decision quickly! While she's still breathing, get the divorce papers signed! Make sure the division of assets is clear! Otherwise, once she's gone, that money will be..."

"Shut up!"

Xiao Jun's roar exploded like thunder in the corridor, instantly drowning out all the noise.

His bloodshot eyes were fixed on the Zhao brothers who were speaking. There was no longer any anger or sadness in his eyes, only a chilling calm that was hardened to the bone.

Ignore the two brothers-in-law, because they are not the masterminds.

Xiao Jun turned his gaze to his mother-in-law, who was looking at him with an embarrassed expression, and his father-in-law, who was standing next to her with an equally cold face.

He chuckled coldly and said, "Xiao Wan is about to die, and it's not even certain whether she can be saved. Aren't you two heartbroken? Or do you two think I'm about to die too?"

The reason for their current divorce crisis has not been disclosed; both husband and wife have kept it a secret. Perhaps only Qian Youyou knows a little bit, and that's through Lu Yang.

After all, he cheated on his wife, slept with his fitness coach at home, and got caught red-handed.

A head covered in lush green grass, glowing with vibrant green.

We can't exactly go around publicizing it, can we?
So this time, the Zhao family naturally felt that the problem should still lie with Xiao Jun, their son-in-law who liked to indulge in debauchery and mess around outside. Now that it was suddenly discovered that Zhao Xiaowan had been infected with AIDS, they naturally assumed that the disease was given to Zhao Xiaowan by Xiao Jun. Since even Zhao Xiaowan was infected, as husband and wife, how could Xiao Jun possibly escape responsibility?

As for other possibilities, they hadn't considered them either.

Furthermore, even assuming there are other possibilities, such that the disease did not originate from Xiao Jun's place but was transmitted from elsewhere, it is still impossible for a married couple to not even have sex. If one of them has it, how can the other escape?
So, in the end, none of them believed that Xiao Jun was alright now; at most, he just hadn't developed the illness yet. Once the illness developed, even a minor cold or pneumonia could take his life.

So you see, that's the reason for this farce.

As for their child, Xiaoyu, whether he gets sick or not is irrelevant. In any case, once the couple is gone, if the property is not divided immediately, the Qian family will be the ones who benefit. As the guardian, they have plenty of ways to take away this huge inheritance.

Ultimately, Xiaoyu's surname is not Zhao.

Mr. Zhao pretended to wipe his eyes and looked at Xiao Jun earnestly: "Xiao Yu is still young. As his maternal grandparents, we have to consider his future."

Now that Xiao Jun is angry and his daughter is critically ill, he can only try to improve their relationship by appealing to his grandson Xiao Yu's family ties.

In his view, it didn't matter if Xiao Jun hated him, but as long as he still cared about his only son and understood his status as the stepson of the Qian family, he should naturally consider his affairs after death and use the Zhao family to counterbalance the Qian family.

Unfortunately, no matter how much he schemed, he never expected that Xiao Jun, this playboy and son-in-law who had slept with countless women, would actually escape this time by sheer luck.

Xiao Jun nodded, shifting his gaze from his father-in-law's face to that of each member of the Zhao family, before finally returning it to his father-in-law. "I understand. What you mean is, father-in-law, after my husband and I die, Xiao Yu will have no one to help him and will have to rely on your Zhao family, so you feel safe and fearless?"

He lowered his head and began rummaging through his pockets.

Before the Zhao family could even rejoice, Zhao Xiaowan's two younger brothers came over one after the other, confirming Xiao Jun's statement in unison, as if their nephew Xiao Yu would be skinned alive by the Qian family without them.

Just then, Xiao Jun raised his head, his face filled with murderous intent and a mocking smile. He threw a lab report at the two brothers' faces, saying, "Look carefully at the words on this: HIV negative. I'm clean, healthy, and I won't die. If anyone's going to die, it'll be you two beasts first. Get lost, the King of Hell will come for you sooner or later!!"

The Zhao brothers, Wen and Wu, were so startled by the lab report that Xiao Jun had suddenly thrown at them that they immediately backed away.

When they discovered that the name on the test report was Xiao Jun, but the result showed that the HRV virus was negative.

His face turned pale.

The two of them were immediately speechless.

Zhao's mother rushed over to protect her two sons and said to Xiao Jun with dissatisfaction, "How can you be such a brother-in-law? They are your wife's own brothers, and you actually cursed them to die a horrible death, and cursed the King of Hell to come and take them away sooner or later. You are not human, you are an animal."

He heard his mother-in-law call him a "beast".

Xiao Jun was amused.

He wasn't angry, not at all, really. "So you knew, Mother-in-law, that I'm their brother-in-law and my wife, Zhao Xiaowan, is their sister. But what did they do? They forced their own sister to drown and cursed their brother-in-law to a terrible death. I'm a beast, but what about them? Aren't they the beasts among beasts, destined for the deepest hell after they die? Hahahaha..."

His laughter grew increasingly wild, and as he laughed, tears streamed down his face.

Zhao's mother was speechless after being rebuked by him. She could only point at him as he laughed wildly, trembling with anger, and even her lips were no longer fluent.

"You... I'm your mother, you beast, how dare you show such disrespect to your elders?"

When they couldn't win an argument, they clearly knew they were in the wrong, so they started using their seniority to intimidate others.

But Xiao Jun wouldn't tolerate her this time. Having already made up his mind to break with the Zhao family, he roared with bloodshot eyes, "You're my mother? Sorry, my mother is over there."

Xiao Jun pointed to Qian's mother, who was holding her son beside him.

When Mrs. Qian heard her son call her, she also took two steps forward while holding her grandson.

I was just about to say something to support my son.

However, Mr. Qian, who was in a wheelchair, stopped her and had someone push him forward a couple of steps, while also tugging at his wife's sleeve.

At this point, remaining silent and not getting involved in the conflict between her stepson Xiao Jun and the Zhao family is the best and safest option, so as to avoid the Zhao family using their second marriage to achieve some ulterior motives.

Xiao Jun's eyes were icy cold as he continued to stare at his mother-in-law and all the members of the Zhao family. His gaze, filled with hidden hatred, said, "I, Xiao Jun, have no further connection with your Zhao family in this life, including my son Xiao Yu. You lot, don't even think about using this relationship to drag me and my son into this again. That's it..."

He turned and walked toward his son.

As for kicking her out, that's unnecessary in this situation, since Zhao Xiaowan is, after all, a daughter of the Zhao family, and she's still lying in the operating room, with no guarantee she'll make it off the operating table.

Even at the very last moment, she might still be unable to let go and want to see her parents.

Although Xiao Jun hated the Zhao family and their beastly behavior, he could no longer hate his wife, Zhao Xiaowan.

He even felt pity, thinking about how he had been a womanizer and neglected his family, which made her lonely and isolated, leading him to cheat on her and become her personal fitness coach for postpartum recovery.

Whenever he thinks of this, his heart clenches, and he hates himself for having so much energy spent on partying and having affairs with other women, instead of spending more time on managing his family.

Unfortunately, it's too late to regret it now!
The Zhao family was enraged by his resolute words. His two brothers-in-law even cursed him for being ungrateful, and his mother-in-law was trembling with anger. His two sisters and brothers-in-law, on the other hand, looked at their third sister's husband with complicated expressions.

Mr. and Mrs. Zhao have a long history of favoring sons over daughters, and treating their daughter like a commodity is nothing new. They have long since compromised and accepted their fate, never thinking of resisting. Now, seeing that Xiao Jun actually chose to stand up to them, they were stunned for a moment.

At this moment, Zhao's father opened the two conspicuous bags and glared fiercely at Zhao's mother, who was more trouble than she was worth.

Walking up to Xiao Jun, who had already taken his son back from Qian's mother's arms, she said with a gloomy and venomous expression, "Very well, you refuse to acknowledge us, then I don't have you as my son-in-law. Let's handle this business as it is. My daughter is still alive. Even if she dies, just because she bears the surname Zhao, we, as her parents, should have a share of her inheritance. You have to hand it over."

Xiao Jun's face was icy cold, and he retorted sharply, "Fine, then see you in court."

When a wife dies, the husband is the first heir, the children are the second heirs, and the wife's parents are the third heirs. This is indeed the legal provision.

However, it doesn't quite fit the national conditions.

In many cases, Chinese people actually agree more with the saying "a married daughter is like water spilled out." Once she marries into the man's family, she belongs to the man's family. If she doesn't have children, that's fine, but if she does, it means she has already taken root in the man's family. Even if the daughter doesn't live long and the parents outlive her, no father-in-law or mother-in-law would fight with the son-in-law or grandson for the daughter's inheritance.

Of course, if they are an only child and the elderly couple needs someone to support them in their old age, that's understandable.

Conversely, if someone has many children and no shortage of caregivers, would they have the nerve to claim this money?
In conclusion, Old Zhao's actions were indeed somewhat shameless, so when he heard Xiao Jun say he would see him in court, his face inevitably turned red.

However, the die was cast and could not be cast. More importantly, the Zhao family desperately needed money and a huge fine to cover up their years of tax evasion.

Now, the Zhao family doesn't know who they offended, but they have been hit repeatedly. Although the fire department and other departments have revoked their rectification notices, the tax authorities are still relentless. After verifying the evidence, they issued them a huge fine of three times the amount owed, requiring them to pay it within a specified period, or they will be held criminally liable for tax evasion.

This money is now like the Sword of Damocles hanging over Old Zhao's head. He has two options: pay up or go back to work on the sewing machine. He can't help but be anxious.

Thinking of this, Old Zhao gave his two sons and two sons-in-law a look, instructing them to keep watch. They must make sure their daughter writes her will before the ungrateful bastard on the other side even touches her, as soon as the operating room door opens and she is wheeled out alive.

Now that it's impossible to expect his daughter and son-in-law to divorce, he can only hope that his daughter will consider family ties and, out of consideration for all the years she has raised him, give him one last helping hand as his old father.

"What a show!"

Lu Yang, separated from Mu Qizhong by an entire corridor, witnessed the entire scene clearly. Just then, the operating room lights went out, and the operating room door opened from the inside. ... (End of Chapter)