The Dark March of the Rich Girl 8: Redemption of the Soul
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Several of Wu Zhaodi's sisters witnessed the scene and began to push the blame onto one another. 0
"President Shen, it has nothing to do with me; I even advised Wu Zhaodi!" 0
"It was her; she incited Wu Zhaodi to break Miss Shen's leg." 0
They pleaded with tears streaming down their faces, but their father looked at them as if they were a pile of dead, rotting flesh. 0
He sneered coldly and shook his head. 0
"You think I've forgotten? It was you who said you grabbed my precious daughter's hair." 0
He turned his head, resembling a vengeful spirit. 0
"It was you who said you slapped Weiwei so hard that she couldn't speak." 0
He pointed a finger at one of them. 0
"It was you who said you kicked her in the stomach." 0
"And you, Wu Zhaodi, I don't need to say much more." 0
He glared fiercely at them, and with each accusation, the bodyguards executed his orders. 0
In an instant, the basement was filled with screams, resembling the depths of hell. 0
"I won't dare anymore; I promise I won't! I'll bow to Miss Shen and apologize!" 0
Wu Zhaodi also begged for mercy, bowing her head and pleading with her father to spare her. 0
But it was useless. 0
They were imprisoned in the basement, with no chance of escape. 0
Wu Zhaodi had slapped me for half an hour, and in return, my father had someone beat her for an hour. 0
When Wu Zhaodi poured boiling water on me, my father retaliated by pouring hot oil on her. 0
He had completely lost his mind. 0
He had someone nurse Wu Zhaodi back to health after nearly killing her. 0
 
 
Then the next round of abuse began. Only when Wu Zhaodi was in unbearable pain would he show a strangely satisfied smile. Meanwhile, Mom quietly recorded the video beside him, watching the hospital surveillance and talking to me. A week later, Wu Zhaodi lost his human form, became incontinent, and acted crazily. Mom and Dad came to the hospital to see me again. That day was my birthday; they sat at my bedside with a bowl of Longevity Noodles. No one ate, and only Mom's tears kept falling into the bowl. In the early morning, they left. But in the ward, two Ghostly Figures entered. "I will kill you, I will kill you. I am Dad and Mom's only daughter; they will never treat me like that again." "Yes, yes, I want to kill you, you Bitch." The newcomers were mentally unstable, disheveled, and reeked of foul odor; it was Wu Zhaodi, who should have been imprisoned in the basement. She walked up to me, muttering crazily to herself. Following her was an elderly woman, the nanny Aunt Ma. "Zhaodi, kill this little Bitch first." "Don't be afraid; when Mom rescued you, she already poured gasoline and set fire to the villa." 0
 
 
"Burn the two of them alive! These demons who have harmed you, I will make sure they all die a miserable death!" 0
"Today is the anniversary of your entire Shen Family's demise." 0
Usually kind-hearted Aunt Ma's eyes glinted with malice as she approached me step by step with a pair of scissors in hand. 0
Just as she was about to strike, the person on the bed suddenly rolled over and seized Aunt Chen. 0
The lights in the hospital room turned on. 0
Holding down Aunt Qin was a female police officer who was nearly my height. 0
Police officers at the door also raised their guns. 0
My parents slowly walked in as well. 0
"Thank you for your hard work." 0
My father's face was deeply worn, and he forced a smile at the police officers. 0
"You! You did this on purpose!" 0
Aunt Ma seemed to realize something, her face filled with rage as she struggled desperately, but she was still handcuffed. 0
"You deliberately let me get the key to the basement to release my daughter, and intentionally brought me into the hospital. You will all die a miserable death." 0
She knelt on the ground, screaming hysterically. 0
 
 
 
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