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The woman cursed viciously, angrily accusing Sun Ya, saying incredibly hurtful and venomous words.

With her accusation, many won of the Fang Family turned their angry gazes toward Sun Ya.

Indeed, with such a trendous misfortune befalling the Fang Family, Sun Ya, as the head mistress, was busy indulging with a man, cavorting and causing scandal.

As she wrapped her beautiful legs around a man’s waist to savor pleasure, the male mbers of the Fang Family were being slaughtered one by one. It’s simply unreasonable if she doesn’t provide an explanation.

The more the woman spoke, the more furious she beca, and she stepped forward to fiercely slap Sun Ya’s face, "I’ll beat you to death, you shaless woman! I’ll tear apart your filthy face!"

Xu Qianli pushed the woman away forcefully, "Get lost! You dare lay hands on a woman of Xu Qianli, are you seeking death?"

The woman was shoved away by Xu Qianli and fell awkwardly to the ground, her backside nearly splitting into eight pieces. The pain and grievance only made her burst out crying on the floor, pounding her fists.

"Oh my God, I can’t go on living! Sun Ya, that bitch not only had an affair, ignoring the lives of the Fang Family mbers, but also brought her lover to beat people. I might as well just die, wooo woo woo..."

"Husband, son, I’m coming to join you. Oh, I have to go join you..."

The woman’s crying was full of sorrow and desolation.

She was the wife of the Fang Family’s second master, Fang Zhanqiang, nad Zhou Rong.

Having lost her husband and son in one day, she truly found no reason to live and desperately wished to die.

Seeing Zhou Rong so heartbroken, Sun Ya teared up and went over to tightly embrace her, "Zhou Rong, don’t do anything stupid, don’t let your thoughts go astray. You have family, we are all your family."

"But I have no husband, no son anymore. What hope do I have left? Let go, let die, Sun Ya, let go. Don’t hold back, let die..."

Zhou Rong pushed Sun Ya away with all her strength, drew a knife she usually carried for self-defense, and without any hesitation slit her own throat in an attempt at suicide.

Sun Ya, having just been pushed away, couldn’t stop it in ti, and could only watch as Zhou Rong attempted to slit her throat in suicide.

In other types of suicide, there may be a chance for rescue, but not slit throats. Once the artery in the neck is severed, it causes rapid blood loss and death within a short ti span.

Zhou Rong’s action was too severe. She truly did not want to live anymore, making it difficult to save her.

Fearing that Zhou Rong’s action might set a precedent, prompting other won in the Fang Family to follow and seek death in the sa way.

The Fang Family had already lost enough people; all the male mbers except for Fang Zihao, who was out of town, were killed by the Qingshan Association. More deaths could not be afforded.

But how could they stop this?

Sun Ya could not stop her, but Xu Qianli could. In a bound, he was in front of Zhou Rong, easily dodging the dagger in her hand, tossing it aside, and slapping her across the face, "You shaless fool, wake up!"

Zhou Rong could not complete her suicide attempt and, after being slapped, stared blankly at Xu Qianli, "Who are you, what right do you have to call a shaless fool, what right do you have to hit ?"

Xu Qianli spoke overpoweringly, "For no other reason than that your life was saved by Xu Qianli. You haven’t even repaid it yet, and you want to die? Do you intend to owe even in death? Listen to , your life belongs to , Xu Qianli, and even if you want to die, you need my permission first!"

Xu Qianli was so domineering; his voice was like a booming bell, leaving Zhou Rong stunned.

What did he an her life was saved by Xu Qianli and therefore belonged to him? Who was this guy anyway? Was he the one who sent the expert to eliminate the Qingshan Association from Qinghe City and saved the won of the Fang Family?

Xu Qianli glanced sideways at the other won, scanning each of their pretty faces.

"Listen to , whether you lost a husband, child, or father today, the fact that you survived, that you weren’t sequentially violated and cruelly murdered by assassins from the Qingshan Association, is thanks to , Xu Qianli. Since I saved your lives, they all belong to . No one is allowed to look for ways to end it."

"All of you must live well; you’re not allowed to seek death or engage in self-harm. You all must look forward and live your lives properly."

The won were truly pitiable. Xu Qianli wasn’t pretending he could do much for them; the only thing he could do at the mont was to help them hang on and avoid suicide.

Hopefully, his approach would work and could dissuade so of those who wished to die.

Suddenly, Zhou Rong started crying again, while pounding Xu Qianli’s chest she sobbed, "I am not yours, my life is my own, not yours. Whether I live or die is not up to you. How am I supposed to live when my husband is dead, my man is dead, my son is dead? I have no support, how can one go on living?"

Sun Ya sidled up to her, embracing Zhou Rong from behind, "You don’t have a husband or son anymore; Xu Qianli can be your man and give you another son. You take care of yourself so well, with such a large butt, it wouldn’t be hard to have another one. Right, Xu Qianli?"

Sun Ya kept giving Xu Qianli knowing looks, urging him for Zhou Rong’s sake to agree quickly to save her life.

This...

Xu Qianli felt a headache coming on.

He had just t Zhou Rong, wasn’t familiar with her at all, and now he was supposed to claim her and even have her bear him a child?

Sun Ya, this was too ridiculous, imdiately asking him to take in a beauty—was it appropriate?

Understanding Xu Qianli’s dilemma, Sun Ya mouthed words to him.

"Zhou Rong suddenly lost her husband and son, and she’s lost the will to live, bent on seeking death. Be the good person to the end, be strong, take her in, be her support, give her the courage to keep living. Please, you are kind, please be kind to the end."

Afraid still that Xu Qianli wouldn’t agree, Sun Ya forcefully pushed Zhou Rong towards Xu Qianli’s embrace.

"Alright, then it’s settled. From today, Zhou Rong, you are Xu Qianli’s woman. He will be your man, give you children in the future, so don’t go around seeking death anymore."

"As for the rest of you, listen to . Our Fang Family has encountered such great disaster. If not for Xu Qianli stepping in, you all wouldn’t even be alive now. Outside there is still a terrifying enemy like the Qingshan Association, and without Xu Qianli’s protection, the Fang Family would surely be ravaged by the Qingshan Association in the future."

"I now declare that, from today onwards, our Fang Family belongs to Xu Qianli, regardless of wealth or people. Only with his protection can we survive without fear of the assassins from the Qingshan Association. Of course, if anyone is unwilling, I won’t force you; you can leave now. But the consequences, who can say what they will be."

Sun Ya announced publicly.

She had already agreed to be Xu Qianli’s woman and would present the Fang Family to him; now was the perfect opportunity.

After all, other than Fang Zihao, there were no other n left in the Fang Family, and Fang Zihao was just a playboy who couldn’t bear such burdens. They could only rely on the powerful Xu Qianli now.

She hoped that with the Fang Family in his hands, he could protect the pitiful won of the Fang Family from the Qingshan Association’s further harm.

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