Stepdaughter of a wealthy family? The little darling of a Beijing tycoon

The moment the door closed, Xiaoxiao's tense nerves snapped. She immediately looked up at her phone screen, her eyes filled with fear and helplessness.

The live stream chat was already flooded with comments, full of sighs and lamentations:

[My God! This guy looks tall, handsome, and gentle, who would have thought he'd be so vicious!]

It's true what they say: you can know a person's face but not their heart; a perfect exterior can hide the dirtiest schemes!

[This is terrifying! The acting was flawless throughout; the gentleness and thoughtfulness were all an act!]

With a sob in her voice, Xiaoxiao asked softly, "Master, what should I do next?"

Shen Jingshu's voice was calm and steady, each word clear, soothing the flustered woman: "Right now, you just need to observe the situation. Do not impulsively go out to confront them. You only have his infertility test report, not concrete evidence that they drugged him or planned to have a child through surrogacy. If you rashly expose them, they will definitely not admit it. Instead, they will turn the tables and accuse you of being suspicious and unreasonable."

Xiaoxiao nodded repeatedly, completely calming down: "I'll listen to you, Master."

"Go find a Bluetooth headset now, connect it to your phone via Bluetooth, and put it on," Shen Jingshu gently instructed. "Keep your phone close to your body and don't let it out of your sight. Stay connected the whole time. I and all the viewers in the live stream will be with you the entire time; we won't leave you alone."

With Shen Jingshu's reassuring words, Xiaoxiao's heart, which had been hanging in mid-air, calmed down a little, and she silently nodded and did as she was told.

Outside the door, the sounds of boiling water in the kitchen and the voices of her in-laws could be faintly heard, suggesting that a meticulously planned conspiracy was still quietly unfolding.

Xiaoxiao put on her headphones, and the camera was pointed at the room the whole time. The live stream chat was filled with heartwarming messages of comfort. Many kind-hearted netizens had already quietly called the police, but there was no concrete evidence at the moment, so the police could not go to the house to investigate.

Seeing the screen full of messages of concern for her, Xiaoxiao's trembling nerves calmed down a little, and the fear in her heart lessened somewhat.

About an hour later, the bedroom door was pushed open again, and Zhou Hang walked in with his usual gentle and harmless smile on his face.

"Honey, aren't you lying down to rest?"

Xiaoxiao clenched her fists, suppressing the nausea and grievance surging in her chest. The thought of facing the family's insincere concern terrified her; she feared she would lose control and lash out. She spoke softly, "I'm a little too lazy to go out. Could you bring the soup into the bedroom? I'll eat it in bed."

Xiaoxiao occasionally felt lazy and didn't want to go downstairs for meals, which was already a common occurrence. The man didn't suspect anything and readily agreed, "Okay, I'll get you a bowl right away."

He turned and went out, whispered a few words to his parents-in-law in the kitchen, and soon returned with a steaming bowl of chicken soup. Inside the bowl was a whole chicken leg, and the aroma was irresistible.

He carefully placed the soup bowl on the bedside table, his tone impeccably considerate: "Drink it while it's hot, otherwise the flavor will dissipate and its nourishing effect will be reduced."

Xiaoxiao lowered her eyes, concealing the coldness in them, and replied indifferently, "I understand."

"Then I'll go out to eat first. Just put the bowl by the bed when you're done." After saying that, the man turned around and walked out of the bedroom, gently closing the door behind him.

The moment Zhou Hang closed the door and left, the last trace of pretense on Xiaoxiao's face completely vanished.

She stared at the steaming, fragrant bowl of chicken soup on the bedside table, a chill running through her. Without a moment's hesitation, she immediately got up, picked up the bowl, and rushed into the ensuite bathroom in the master bedroom.

Without hesitation, he poured the entire bowl of chicken soup into the toilet and flushed.

The rushing water subsided, completely thwarting this deadly plot.

A moment later, Xiaoxiao carried the empty bowl out of the bathroom, put the bowl back in its place, quickly lay back on the bed, pulled the blanket over herself, closed her eyes and held her breath, perfectly disguising herself as having finished her medicine and falling into a deep sleep.

After waiting quietly for several minutes, the bedroom door was gently pushed open again.

Zhou Hang leaned into the room, his gaze immediately falling on the empty soup bowl on the bedside table, then looking at Xiaoxiao, who was fast asleep with her eyes closed and motionless.

He called out softly twice, "Wife? Wife?"

Xiaoxiao remained motionless on the bed. He tentatively reached out and gently pushed her shoulder, but there was still no reaction.

Once the drug was confirmed to be "effective," Xiaoxiao was completely unconscious. The man's gentle and refined mask shattered instantly, and a sinister smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

He picked up the empty bowl with satisfaction, turned around, and strode out of the bedroom.

No sooner had he left than a hunched and sleazy figure pushed open the door and walked in—it was Xiaoxiao's father-in-law.

Zhou's father swaggered into the bedroom without any restraint, his gaze greedily locking onto the sleeping girl on the bed, his eyes churning with undisguised filth and desire, his face full of lewd smiles.

All of these filthy faces and despicable actions were clearly recorded by Xiaoxiao's hidden phone and simultaneously broadcast live in the live stream.

The comments section erupted in fury, flooding the screen with a dense barrage of messages!

My God! The master was right about everything! This family is utterly depraved!

[This is outrageous! A mother-in-law is asking her father-in-law to be a surrogate mother because her son is infertile! This is utterly appalling!]

[Thank goodness Xiaoxiao didn't drink the chicken soup! If she had, her life would have been completely ruined!]

[It's terrifying to think about! If Xiaoxiao woke up later and saw her husband next to her, she wouldn't suspect a thing! She'd be kept in the dark forever!]

[This entire family are villains, meticulously staging a scheme to manipulate a little girl; they're utterly despicable!]

Inside the room, Zhou's father could no longer suppress the wicked thoughts in his heart. He impatiently walked towards the bed and began to take off his clothes.

Soon, all his clothes were taken off, leaving him only in thin underwear, which looked ugly and unbearable.

His eyes were bloodshot, his breathing was heavy, and he slowly raised his dirty hand and suddenly reached it out towards Xiaoxiao, who was lying on the bed pretending to be asleep.

A deadly crisis is imminent.

Just as that dirty hand was about to touch him!

Xiao Xiao, who had been "unconscious," suddenly opened her eyes, her gaze flashing with cold light. She quickly raised her hand and grabbed the man's outstretched wrist tightly!

The force was so great that it instantly locked him in place.

The father-in-law froze, his lewd smile shattering instantly, replaced by a look of unsuspecting panic. His pupils contracted sharply: "You...you're awake?! Why weren't you asleep?!"

Xiaoxiao stared coldly at him, her eyes filled with chilling indifference and boundless rage: "I won't wake up? Am I just supposed to obediently drink the chicken soup you've drugged, let you manipulate me, and let you abuse me?"

The father-in-law panicked for a moment, then instantly guessed the reason. He gritted his teeth and cursed under his breath, "It must be that the old woman didn't give me enough of the drug, which is why she didn't completely knock me out!"

But in just a second, his panic was completely suppressed by the evil thoughts in his heart.

Now that things had come to this, he simply tore off his disguise, his face becoming increasingly filthy and ferocious, no longer concealing his greed in the slightest: "What am I going to do? Tell me, what am I going to do?"

He approached step by step, his tone sinister and arrogant: "Our whole family has indulged you in every way, flattered you in every way, spent money and effort on you, and cared for you with utmost concern. What are we hoping for? We just want you to leave an heir for the Zhou family!"