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When I woke up again, my brother and I were lying on the cold operating table.
Looking at Yang Yanli's cruel face, I repeatedly questioned her why.
"Why? Blame it on the fact that you're your father's child. I hate your father; he's nothing but a useless coward!"
"When he married me, he promised me a life of luxury, but what happened? I served him in his old age and now have to serve the young one. Even in bed, he..."
"Heh."
"What are you laughing at?"
"I'm laughing at how you can't even come up with a decent lie."
"My dad told me everything; your lover owes a huge gambling debt and is being hunted down. Aren't you just after the money?"
"So what if I am? I don't love you at all. If I hadn't been afraid of harming myself back then, I would have gotten rid of you long ago."
"Your lives are mine to give, so of course, I have the right to take them away!"
"You crazy woman! Don't touch my sister; if you have the guts, come at me!"
My brother's eyes were red with anger. Though his hands and feet were bound, his muscles were tense, showing no fear of Yang Yanli's threats.
"Silly boy, of course, I'm coming for you. Your sister can at least be a surrogate; she's worth much more than you. If I'm going to sell someone, it will be you first."
"Yang Yanli, do you know this is illegal? You're going to prison! Is money worth more than your children's lives?"
"What a joke! If it weren't for you two deadweights, Yingjun would have married me long ago. It's you who trapped me; you both deserve to die!"
"If the poison won't kill you, then don't blame me for being heartless. At least I can sell you for some money; it won't be a waste of all the effort I've put into raising you."
With a command from my mom, a man in a white coat injected my brother with anesthesia.
Seconds later, he closed his eyes and no matter how much I called him, he wouldn't wake up.
Yang Yanli and a group of people in white coats began to circle around my brother, calculating how much each kidney was worth and how much a liver would fetch.
I had no idea that I had secretly taken out my phone and called the police.
Behind the white gauze barrier, my brother had already been cut open.
Yang Yanli raised the syringe above her head, mumbling, "Sleep now, daughter. Your stepmother will enjoy your blessings for you."
The anesthetic slowly eroded my consciousness as it traveled down my throat.
After a ringing in my ears, I began to uncontrollably close my eyes. Just before they shut completely, I seemed to see my father.
When I was a child, he looked just as tense when I had diarrhea and a high fever.
Dad, I'm so scared. Can you take me home...?
When I opened my eyes again, my father was really there in front of me.
His eyes were red from crying, and he kept apologizing to me.
"It's all my fault for not protecting you. It's all my fault."
I gently touched his face, shaking my head as tears welled up in my eyes.
"What about Xiaoliang?"
"Don't worry. Xiaoliang only has some superficial injuries. Yang Yanli has been arrested by the police, all thanks to your timely call."
Hearing this made me feel relieved.
This incident was regarded as one of the most heinous social events in the city in recent years, causing quite a stir.
Friends and family came forward to condemn Yang Yanli, saying she was always a complainer and a negative person.
Just a few days ago, these people were still praising the greatness of Yang Yanli; it's truly ironic to think about it.
After Xiaoliang fully recovered, Dad sold the house and took all our belongings to leave it all behind.
We settled on an island.
This place is abundant with mangoes, which we love, and the air is humid; we can see the ocean every day.
It's the life I have longed for since childhood.
Dad even planted a Mango Tree for us by hand, symbolizing our new beginning.
During this time, My Mom submitted countless requests to meet, but we rejected them all.
We no longer wish to look back at those dark days.
Now, our family stands under the warm sun, enjoying all the beauty of the world.
Let My Mom and her negativity go to hell!
"The End"
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