The wicked wife is pregnant again and again, and she takes her whole family flying with her spatial

The whole thing has been sorted out from beginning to end.

Although she won, Yu Lian still reflected on her performance, which should be of great help in her future business endeavors.

With the matter in Yuncheng resolved, Yu Lian packed her bags at home, as she no longer needed to keep a close watch on things here.

"Take some of these; they're not sold in the market."

Wang Meixia kept stuffing things into her daughter and son-in-law's hands.

Yu Lian put down what she was holding and sat down on the stool: "Mom, it's not like I'm not coming back, can you please stop stuffing things into my bag? I can't even fit my own things in here."

Wang Meixia glared at her daughter: "It's not for you to eat, it's for my grandchildren."

Yu Jinbu chimed in, "Forget it, just let your mom take her. She still wants to go with you, but she needs help on both sides and can't leave."

Just as the courtyard was bustling with activity, a voice rang out.

It's Wang Jun.

But that one sound was enough to send chills down the spines of most people in the Yu family courtyard.

"Brother-in-law, it's me, Wang Jun. Open the door, I know you're home."

He Lin looked at his wife.

Yu Lian nodded, and then the back door opened, revealing Wang Jun's face.

Upon seeing Yu Jinbu, he grinned slyly and said, "Brother-in-law, long time no see."

Yu Jinbu showed no reaction on his face, calmly looking at the doorway.

Wang Meixia and Yu Xin showed a hint of anxiety on their faces.

In contrast, Yu Lian and He Lin directed the children to go back to their rooms and pack their own things.

Regardless of everyone's reaction, no one in the courtyard paid any attention to Wang Jun.

Enraged, he retorted, "Yu Jinbu, you runaway..."

Before he could finish speaking, two people rushed in from the door and restrained Wang Jun, preventing him from making a sound.

Yu Lian stepped forward and glanced at the resentment in Wang Jun's eyes.

"Uncle, what are you planning?"

Wang Jun suddenly sensed an unusual danger in Yu Lian's tone.

He struggled to speak.

He Lin gave a signal, and the bodyguard whispered, "If you dare to yell or scream, you'll lose your tongue."

Wang Jun, initially dismissing the threat, thought it was a warning. He was determined to shout it out loud, to let everyone know that Yu Jinbu was a deserter who had fraudulently obtained state pension funds.

But the next moment, his eyes were blinded by a light.

A tiny, incredibly sharp knife, so sharp it could clearly reflect his features, was placed less than a hand's width away from his eyes.

Unconsciously, his throat bobbed. He could speak now, but he dared not say anything reckless.

"Even if you don't talk about it, I'll still cut it off."

Looking at his niece, who wore a forced smile and uttered such cold-blooded words, Wang Jun regretted for a moment that he hadn't completely cut off their path back then, allowing her to become a person of high status and the wife of a big boss.

Wang Jun's gaze shifted, finally settling on He Lin beside him. He had already inquired about the net worth of this silent man.

He was envious, but powerless to do anything about it.

But there were many people standing in front of the Yu family's house that day. Curious, he pretended to be a passerby and walked by twice, and saw the coat drying in the yard.

If he remembered correctly, that patched military green coat had been burned by his own sister many years ago when Yu Jinbu was cremated.

He was right there and watched as the coat was slowly consumed by the flames and burned to ashes.

But a while ago, it inexplicably appeared in the Yu family's courtyard, making him suspect that something was amiss, which just confirmed the familiar voice he had heard a couple of days ago.

I was hoping to make a quick buck off this, but I ended up getting stopped as soon as I walked in.

But now that things have come to this, he's no longer flustered.

Wang Jun completely relaxed, and his body also relaxed, which forced the two people holding him down to increase their pressure.

"Haha...cough cough...so what if you silence me today? Once I'm dead, everyone will know that Yu Jinbu deserted..."

Yu Jinbu only ever wronged his family, never his country.

A person with a sense of justice would naturally not tolerate others saying such things about him.

But Yu Lian stopped him before he could open his mouth to rebuke her.

With a single gesture, the Yu family understood and all went into the inner room.

Yu Lian sat on a bench in the center of the courtyard and slowly poured herself a glass of water.

"Uncle, my dad has been dead for so many years. Don't hold a grudge against me for taking his pension back from you. Everyone saw him cremated. I admit my mom had ulterior motives for remarrying, because this uncle looks a bit like my dad. But my uncle knows that, and even told my mom he doesn't mind. If you need money, I'll give it to you, okay? If my dad were still alive, he definitely wouldn't stand for you insulting his character like this..."

About a while after Wang Jun arrived, a number of people came to the courtyard to eavesdrop.

Yu Lian was relieved that the person next to her noticed in time and stopped her father from speaking.

Although it's been so long that people might not remember it clearly, their father's voice is very recognizable. As soon as he speaks, everyone knows who's inside.

Yu Lian guessed that besides some neighbors, there were also government officials outside.

As it turned out, she was right. The phone rang, and He Lin confirmed her suspicions in less than a minute after entering the room.

There wasn't just one person outside, there was a group of people.

Now all she has to do is finish this act, get the people at the door to turn around, and ideally drown Wang Jun with a single spit.

Yu Lian looked at her husband, He Lin, who understood her meaning: "Comrade, although I don't know what you intend to do, my father-in-law wronged his wife and children before he died, which was already a regret in his life. As the saying goes, the deceased should be respected. But you're capable of anything to extort money. You sold your daughter, and now you're preparing to come back and suck my mother-in-law's blood? If I remember correctly, you robbed my father-in-law's pension and spent it lavishly back then. Don't you feel even a little bit guilty?"

While He Lin paused, Yu Lian continued, "Uncle, ask yourself honestly, how much stuff have you smuggled into our family over the years just to pay off your gambling debts? Now that Da Ya has been sold off, how long are you going to go on this depraved spree?!"

Wang Jun's mouth was covered, and he couldn't say a word.

When people outside heard that Wang Jun was selling his daughter to pay off debts, they completely turned against him.

This beastly behavior is utterly despicable. He actually dared to swagger and shamelessly come to the martyrs' home to insult them.

"Officer, I can testify that what he said is all false. A few days ago, he even came to harass his sister, wanting money. He's always been like this, taking advantage of her being an orphan and a widow to bully her and demand money."

"That's right, everyone around here knows how hard the Yu family, mother and her two daughters, have lived. Now that they see someone has money, they're rushing to claim kinship and shamelessly slandering them. You should arrest them and put them to death."

The sounds outside the door grew louder and louder.

Wang Jun was used to being suppressed, and suddenly the weight on his back disappeared.

He moved his shoulders in disbelief, then looked behind him—it was indeed empty; the person was gone.