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Chapter 205 Yu Haitang's Insights on Married Men

"Daughter, why are you so fond of married men?"

Sitting on a bench in the main room, Yu's mother frowned so deeply she could trap a fly. Looking at her fashionable, nonchalant second daughter, she felt both angry and anxious.

What is this girl thinking?

Such a lovely young woman, yet she chose to become someone's mistress and caused such a huge mess.

What should we do now?

Yu Haitang stood by the window, the morning sun shining in from outside, illuminating her carefully made-up face.

She is eighteen years old this year, the best age, and she is beautiful. Her job as a broadcaster at the steel rolling mill is respectable and easy.

Logically speaking, it would be incredibly easy for a girl like this to find a good family to marry into.

But she just happened to fall for Director Yang.

A married man.

Hearing her mother's words, Yu Haitang was not angry; instead, she smiled.

She turned her head and looked at her younger brother, who was sitting in the corner picking his toes, a sly glint in her eyes: "Little brother, you answer Mom's question."

Yu Laifu looked up and smiled sheepishly.

He is seventeen years old, as thin as a bamboo pole, but not very bright.

But he actually could answer that question.

"Okay, Second Sister."

Yu Laifu put down his hand that was picking at his toes, rubbed it on his clothes, and looked at his mother with a serious expression:

"Mom, when you don't know how to choose fruit, just take what's in someone else's bag."

Yu's mother was stunned.

Yu Haitang smiled calmly and continued the conversation:

"You're right, I won't choose a husband, but I know what kind of man will bring me benefits."

She picked up a mirror, straightened her hair, and said with a smug look on her face, "Now I'm an announcer at the steel rolling mill, and that's the best proof."

So what if He Yushui's grades are better than mine?

They're still struggling, barely scraping by, not knowing where their next meal will come from.

I found a job before I even graduated. What did I do to achieve that? It was because I was good at picking people.

Father Yu sat in the armchair in the center of the main room, smoking a pipe, his face solemn. He exhaled a puff of smoke and sighed.

"Haitang, you're all grown up now and have your own opinions. But you've heard about what happened at the courtyard house at No. 95 Nanluoguxiang recently, haven't you?"

Yu Haitang paused for a moment.

"The security chief Liu, secretary Wang, and factory director Yang of the continuous rolling mill were all harmed by evil spirits."

Mr. Yu continued, his voice growing increasingly heavy, "You're so close to Director Yang, won't you get implicated?"

Upon hearing this, tears welled up in Yu's mother's eyes: "And your sister, Yu Li, is in the police station's detention center now, and I don't know what's going on with her. My heart has been pounding all night..."

She wiped away her tears, her shoulders heaving.

With her eldest daughter's life hanging in the balance and her second daughter causing this trouble, how could she, as a mother, not worry?

Yu Laifu said carelessly, "Mom, if your heart weren't racing, you'd be lying on the bulletin board by now."

His mother, furious at his lack of ambition, said, "Laifu, you..."

Father Yu interrupted, "Alright, Haitang, what do you think?"

A flicker of fear crossed Yu Haitang's eyes, but she quickly regained her composure.

I only slept with Director Yang a few times, I'm not his wife, how could it involve me?

The concern is whether her older sister will implicate her.

I heard that Qin Huairu's parents and younger brother also died tragically.

They're both other people's daughters-in-law, but while others get sought after at their doorstep, ours...

Yu Haitang's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Probably not.

She was just a mistress, not a family member.

If evil spirits want revenge, they should seek out those who directly harmed them. Why would they seek out her?

Yu Laifu became even more frightened when he saw that his sister was not speaking.

"Dad, really? We haven't done anything heinous, so the evil spirits shouldn't be targeting us."

Mr. Yu shook his head, a glimmer of hope in his eyes: "I hope I'm just overthinking it."

"You're not overthinking it."

A childish voice suddenly rang out from inside the room.

The four members of the Yu family froze simultaneously.

"Tell me, how do you want to die?"

Yu's father suddenly turned his head and saw that there was another person in the room at some point, carrying a bloodstained axe.

Blood was still dripping from the axe blade, one drop, two drops, three drops, making a soft, crackling sound as they hit the ground.

"Who?"

Yu Laifu was so frightened that he jumped up from the stool and hit his back against the wall with a dull thud.

His eyes were wide open, his pupils contracted to pinpoints with fear, his lips trembled, he wanted to scream but no sound came out.

They were clearly terrified.

Yu Haitang's legs went weak.

She managed to avoid falling by holding onto the table, but her face was ashen white; she had indeed guessed correctly.

Yu's mother collapsed onto the stool.

Yu's father pointed with trembling fingers: "You...you...are you human or an evil spirit?"

This scene was too horrifying.

To appear out of thin air in a room—what else could this be but a supernatural act?

The thought of those rumors, the tragic deaths in those courtyard houses, the thoughts of Director Yang, Section Chief Liu, and Secretary Wang…

It’s over.

We're doomed.

It's true what they say, speak of the devil and he appears.

Lin Tian looked at the four faces contorted with fear, a faint smile playing on his lips:

"You're asking a question you already know the answer to. Don't you already know the answer in your hearts?"

In an instant, the four fell silent, trembling with fear.

Yu Haitang was the first to react, immediately kneeling on the ground, her knees hitting the blue bricks with a dull thud, but she didn't care about the pain.

She lay on the ground, kowtowing desperately: "Evil spirit! We are innocent. If you want to kill us, go to the police station and find my older sister, Yu Li."

She is the wife of Yan Jiecheng from courtyard house number 95. Every wrong has its perpetrator; if you're looking for someone, go find her.

Yu Laifu also realized what was happening, and scrambled to his knees, his forehead banging against the ground with a loud thud.

"Evil spirit, my second sister is right! We are innocent, we are law-abiding citizens, and we have never harmed anyone."

Yu's father and mother exchanged a glance and quickly knelt down as well. The elderly couple, already quite old, were now kneeling on the ground, tears streaming down their faces.

"We know we were wrong. We shouldn't have given birth to that unfilial daughter. You evil spirit, you evil ancestor, please forgive us. We are innocent."

"Don't be too selfish when you're a ghost; be more generous."

What daughter?

A married daughter is like water spilled from a bowl; she belongs to someone else's family.

Lin Tian looked down at the four ants kneeling at his feet, his smile growing ever wider.

Why does this sound so familiar?

Yo hoo!

Another moral master has appeared here.

Sure enough, the bad habits and evils of the courtyard house are spreading outwards.

I was still too slow in killing them.

"You dog system, don't you think?"

The system was silent for a second, then a faint voice sounded:

That's right.