Xia Jianguo was completely bewildered by now. The news of Zhao Xiang’s murder had shocked him. Hearing Xia Weiguo’s question, with the family all looking his way, Xia Jianguo shook his head, "I haven’t seen them in a long ti."
Indeed, although they were his children and worked at the sa factory, Xia Jianguo hadn’t seen Zhao Xiang and Zhao Yan for a long ti.
This year’s New Year’s Eve dinner couldn’t go on for the Xia Family. Such an incident occurred, and it was connected to the Xia Family, leaving them all disheartened.
Liang Wei was among the first to hear about the tragedy in the Zhao family and was filled with anger because Zhao Yan had miscarried his child.
However, Zhao Xiang committing murder also gave Liang Wei a headache, and the police had reached out to him.
Yang He, too, had received news about the Zhao family’s tragedy. He was even more shocked, but he hadn’t forgotten last night’s significant vision of the Zhao family symbol followed by a huge cross, indicating disaster.
Xia Xiao’s aunts hurried over as well. Xia Xiao wanted to go too but stayed back, worried about Old Man Xia and Mrs. Xia.
Moreover, Xia Xiao was completely stunned by the events. She only wanted to drive the Zhao family out of town.
"You don’t have to bla yourself. You didn’t kill anyone, and even without you, this would have happened. The conflicts between Zhao Xiang, Zhao Yan, and the Zhao family existed long before Zhao Yan had Guan Mingli’s child aborted. The hatred had already ford," Shitou told Xia Xiao.
Xia Xiao said, "If I had to do it all over again, I would still do the sa. I don’t regret it, but the loss of life is sothing I can’t get over."
Old Man Xia and Mrs. Xia barely sat for two minutes before feeling dizzy and needing to lie down. Xia Xiao hurriedly fetched so spring water for Old Man Xia and Mrs. Xia to drink, worried that the shock might leave them bedridden with illness.
The elderly are often unable to withstand such shocks, and Xia Xiao was very worried. Little did she expect that Zhao Xiang and Zhao Yan were actually contemplating returning to the Xia family—it was truly a foolish dream.
Xia Weiguo and Li Wenjuan were also sighing. It was the New Year, and running into such an incident was deeply upsetting.
Eldest Aunt Xia spat out, "Zhao Xiang and Zhao Yan have been tricked into becoming mbers of the Zhao family. Don’t pin this on our Xia Family people. It’s your Zhao family’s own doing, and now it’s beyond salvation."
Xia Jianguo burst into rage, glaring at the Zhao family mbers, "You Zhaos still have the nerve to ntion this? All of this is the trouble you caused, tricking my grandson away. If you Zhaos had treated Zhao Xiang and Zhao Yan well, would they have ended up like this, stirring up such trouble? It’s your Zhao family’s greed that hard my children—this is retribution."
Xia Jianguo was deeply pained; that was his son. Regardless of his disappointnts, he still hoped for Zhao Xiang’s well-being. But now, with Zhao Xiang having killed Zhao Daguo, how could Xia Jianguo not be heartbroken?
Zhao Xiaolan was at a loss for reactions. She didn’t even know what the point of her life was anymore. Ever since her divorce, there hadn’t been a single good day.
Though Zhao Xiaolan couldn’t care less about Zhao Xiang and Zhao Yan at the mont, they were still the children she loved dearly. One had committed murder, having killed her brother, and the other was miscarried due to Guan Mingli’s revenge. Zhao Xiaolan didn’t know whom to bla.
Bla Guan Mingli? But was it not Zhao Yan who had terminated Guan Mingli’s child?
Bla her parents and in-laws? Indeed, Zhao Xiaolan blad them, unaware of their true motives before.
Bla her son for killing her brother? But how could she?
Zhao Xiaolan, dazed, didn’t engage in the family argunt, seemingly an outsider now.
Watching Xia Jianguo, Zhao Xiaolan glanced at Zhang Yun beside him, feeling mixed bitterness. She couldn’t deny that Zhang Yun had taken good care of Xia Jianguo, who even appeared sowhat younger.
And she, she had aged.
Zhao Xiaolan touched her face, then noticed her hands, full of wrinkles and calluses, montarily shocked that her hands had changed to this extent.
Without comparison, there wouldn’t be hurt. Looking at Zhang Yun and then at the Xia family’s aunts, Zhao Xiaolan realized that she looked even older than Eldest Aunt Xia.
What had she done? Why had she let herself beco like this?
Wu wa, Zhao Xiaolan squatted on the ground and covered her face, crying out in pain.
The cry drew the attention of both quarreling families. Thinking of her son’s death and her disgraceful daughter, Mrs. Zhao charged at Zhao Xiaolan, kicking her to the ground.
"You cursed girl, if it weren’t for you, how could a fine family turn out like this? Why did I ever give birth to such a calamity?" Mrs. Zhao was now furious, her hatred for Zhao Xiaolan reaching its peak.
Even Guan Mingli rushed over, attacking Zhao Xiaolan as she cried, "It’s all your fault. You’ve brought ruin to the Zhao family. Your son took your brother’s life, your daughter caused the loss of my child. Zhao Xiaolan, why don’t you just die? You’ve devastated the Zhao family. You’re nothing but a disaster, an unlucky star."
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