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The lights in the Yu family's living room were dazzlingly bright.

Lin Xiumei stroked her slightly protruding belly, her fingers tracing across a magazine with colorful toy cars printed on it.

"Mom, what do you think we should do once we get this money? Buy this red one or this black one?"

Her tone was filled with barely suppressed excitement and a desire to show off.

Mother Yu leaned closer, her face crinkling with laughter: "If you ask me, buy the black one! It looks so impressive! Drive it back to Hongshitun and show all your poor relatives what it means to rise to the top in one step!"

"Exactly!" A hint of resentment flashed in Lin Xiumei's eyes. "When the time comes, I'll park the car in front of Lu Qingshan's lousy factory and honk until he comes out! I want him and that bitch Lin Xiulan to see with their own eyes what kind of life they'll never have!"

Mother Yu nodded repeatedly, holding Lin Xiumei's hand affectionately, "My good daughter-in-law, you are truly a lucky star for our Yu family! All thanks to this precious grandson in your belly!"

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law chatted back and forth, as if they could already see the whole county bowing and scraping to them, and Lu Qingshan and his wife kneeling on the ground begging for mercy.

"Bang!"

The door was suddenly pushed open from the outside and slammed against the wall.

Yu Gaoyang, who had just returned from outside, barged in looking utterly dejected.

His hair was disheveled, his face was as white as paper, his eyes were empty, and he looked as if his soul had been taken away.

"You brat, you scared me half to death!" Mother Yu scolded irritably.

Lin Xiumei frowned and asked impatiently, "Where have you been again? Looking at you like that, anyone would think someone in the house has died!"

Yu Gaoyang's lips trembled as he tried to say something, but no sound came out. His legs went weak, and he slumped against the doorframe, collapsing onto the cold floor.

Now, both Lin Xiumei and Yu's mother realized that something was wrong.

"Gao Yang? What's wrong?"

"What happened?"

Yu Gaoyang raised his head, his bloodshot eyes filled with fear. He trembled as he squeezed out a few words through clenched teeth.

"Dad...Dad was scammed..."

"What?"

"The money... 250,000... all gone... it's all rotten wood..."

"Dad...was also...arrested by the police..."

Every word was like a thunderclap, exploding in the living room.

The smile on Yu's mother's face froze instantly, and her fingers trembled so much that she couldn't speak for a long time.

Lin Xiumei was also struck dumb, frozen in place, her mind buzzing.

That's all?

All gone?

How is that possible!

The wealth and glory she had longed for, the ultimate weapon she used to fight back against Lu Qingshan and Lin Xiulan, were just gone... just like that?

"Cry! What are you crying about!"

After a brief moment of stunned silence, a surge of resentful madness welled up in Lin Xiumei's heart. She looked at her mother, Yu, convulsing and wailing on the ground, and screamed.

"The person isn't dead yet!"

"Money can be earned back! As long as our factory is still here, as long as this land is still here, we can turn things around!"

She gritted her teeth, as if to encourage herself or to convince herself.

"Yes! As long as the green hills remain, there's always firewood to burn! We still have our factory!"

Her words had barely faded when...

"boom--!"

The courtyard gate was kicked open from the outside in an extremely violent manner.

The heavy iron gate fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Under the moonlight, a bald, burly man led dozens of strong men wielding steel pipes and pickaxe handles, and they surged in like a dark mass.

The one leading them was none other than Li Yanwang.

He had a cigarette dangling from his mouth and a cruel smile on his face, like a cat playing with a mouse.

Dozens of thugs quickly dispersed, completely surrounding the courtyard, their steel pipes gleaming coldly in the moonlight.

"Who is in charge of the Yu family?"

Li Yanwang spat out the cigarette butt and ground it with his toe.

Seeing this scene, Lin Xiumei's legs went weak with fear, but she still forced herself to stand firm and shouted, "Who are you people! What do you want!"

Li Yanwang sneered, took out a folded piece of paper from his pocket, and casually tossed it over.

The piece of paper floated lightly and landed right on Lin Xiumei's face.

"Look carefully."

"Your father-in-law, Yu Bo, mortgaged your factory, this building, and everything inside to me in order to raise that 250,000 yuan capital."

"Nine times they went out and thirteen times they returned, all written in black and white, with bloody handprints on them."

"Now, with interest compounding, it's time."

Everything here is mine.

Lin Xiu...Mei...her hands trembled as she picked up the paper.

I borrowed 122,000 yuan and received 110,000 yuan. Within three days, I repaid 176,000 yuan, including principal and interest.

If the loan is overdue, the mortgaged properties... Hongxing Food Factory, the Western-style building in the western suburbs... will all belong to the creditor!

Below is Yu Bo's signature and two bright red fingerprints.

Lin Xiumei's mind went blank, her vision went black, and she almost collapsed.

The last hope is gone.

Uproot it completely.

"No! Impossible! This is my son's factory! You're liars!"

Like a madwoman, Yu's mother screamed and lunged forward, trying to snatch the IOU.

Yu Gaoyang was also furious. He looked at the thugs who were starting to move things into the house and charged over with a roar.

"Don't move! Get out of here!"

Li Yanwang grabbed Yu Gaoyang by the hair and slammed his face against the cold wall.

The wall plaster rubbed against Yu Gaoyang's cheek, sending a burning pain through him.

"Kid, you think you can mess with me?" Li Yanwang's voice was so sinister it sounded like it came from underground.

"Paying back debts is a matter of course."

"If you can't pay back the money, then use parts as collateral."

He leaned close to Yu Gaoyang's ear and gave a sinister smile.

"I heard you used to be quite powerful, and liked to break people's legs?"

"Today, I'll use your leg to collect some interest!"

Li Yanwang suddenly waved his hand.

Two burly men immediately stepped forward and pinned Gao Yang to the ground, each stepping on one of his arms.

"No...no..." Yu Gaoyang finally felt fear and began to struggle frantically.

Lin Xiumei and Yu's mother also let out a piercing scream.

"Stop! Stop!"

Li Yanwang completely ignored it.

He raised his chin at one of his henchmen who was carrying the thickest iron rod.

The henchman grinned maliciously and raised the iron rod high.

"Snap!"

A sickening sound of bones cracking echoed clearly in the quiet night.

The iron rod slammed down hard on Yu Gaoyang's left knee.

"ah--!!"

Yu Gaoyang let out a bloodcurdling scream, like a pig being slaughtered.

His left leg was broken off at an odd angle.

However, this is just the beginning.

"Snap!"

The second crisp sound.

The iron rod landed on his right knee.

Yu Gaoyang's screams stopped abruptly as the excruciating pain caused him to faint. His legs, like two rotten twisted ropes, lay limply on the ground.

Lin Xiumei stared blankly at this bloody and brutal scene.

She looked at Yu Gaoyang's two twisted legs and the blood slowly seeping from his trouser legs.

An indescribable fear, like an icy tide, instantly overwhelmed her.

"ah--!"

She screamed and collapsed backward.

Immediately afterwards, a tearing pain suddenly shot through her lower abdomen.

She lowered her head.

Blood flowed rapidly down her inner thigh, quickly staining the ground beneath her feet.

Li Yanwang spat on the ground in disgust.

"What the hell is this bad luck!"

He impatiently shouted at his men, "Throw these useless pieces of trash, along with that pile of rotten flesh, out of here!"

"Take everything of value out of the house, leaving nothing behind!"

Several thugs stepped forward and dragged the unconscious Yu Gaoyang, the wailing Yu's mother, and the pale-faced Lin Xiumei, who lay paralyzed in a pool of blood, like dead dogs, and threw them one by one onto the cold street.

……

County Hospital.

The pungent smell of disinfectant woke Lin Xiumei from her coma.

A doctor wearing a mask stood in front of her bed and said in a cold, businesslike tone, "Patient, you came too late. The baby couldn't be saved."

"Furthermore, due to excessive blood loss, you developed a severe infection. In order to save your life, we had no choice but to remove your uterus."

"You will not be able to have any more children in the future."