Chapter 691: The Ruse of Suffering And Moral Coercion

“Haha, really?”

Xie Wei gave a mocking look and said bluntly:

“So the so-called regret is just that you abandoned her back then to live a better life? Of course, bringing along a burden would make it hard to find someone willing to take over.”

“Miss Xie, actually, I had my reasons back then.” Zhao Li suppressed the anger in her heart and prepared to start her act.

Did Xie Wei really not know what Zhao Li was up to? What a joke—Xie Wei was no slouch when it came to such tactics.

Of course, she wouldn’t give the other woman a chance to perform. She coldly interrupted, “Enough. I’m not interested in your so-called reasons, and neither is Xiaoxian. We’ve met; can we leave now?”

As soon as she finished speaking, Xie Wei grabbed Zhou Sixian, ready to leave. This trip was only meant to sever Zhou Sixian’s remaining attachment.

Xie Wei understood Zhao Li all too well—a complete green tea woman who even exploited her own daughter.

“Wait!”

Zhao Li exclaimed, immediately standing up and kneeling before Zhou Sixian, crying as she said:

“Xiaoxian! Mom was wrong! I’m kneeling before you—there were real reasons back then. Please forgive me. I’ll make it up to you!”

“What are you doing! I’m telling you, don’t pull this nonsense! Xiaoxian, let’s go.”

Xie Wei’s expression changed. She hadn’t expected this woman to go so far. She immediately pulled Zhou Sixian, intending to leave.

She knew the longer they stayed, the worse the situation would become.

“Xiaoxian! Don’t go! Please, I beg you, don’t leave. Your mom can’t bear to lose you.”

Zhao Li clung to Zhou Sixian’s leg.

“Young girl, how can you be so cold-hearted? No matter what, she’s still your mother.”

“Young lady, at least listen to your mom first. Letting her kneel like this—isn’t that going a bit far?”

“Yeah, young lady. We don’t know what happened, but how could a mother not love her daughter?”

The bystanders who had been watching began to criticize Zhou Sixian.

Zhou Sixian’s face turned pale. Already insecure due to her upbringing, she now felt utterly lost and overwhelmed.

“You don’t know what happened? Then shut your mouths! It didn’t happen to you, so it’s easy for you to talk.”

Xie Wei glared at the onlookers before sternly turning to Zhao Li, “You’re great at playing the ruse of suffering and using moral coercion, huh? But let me tell you something—with me around, don’t even think about deceiving Xiaoxian again!”

“Miss Xie, don’t you think you’re going too far? I just want to reunite with Xiaoxian, my daughter. Why do you keep trying to ruin our relationship?”

Zhao Li looked at Xie Wei with unwillingness, as though infuriated to the point of no return.

“Exactly, what’s your problem, woman? It’s a mother-daughter reunion—why are you getting in their way?”

“That’s right! Who are you to tell us not to speak when we don’t understand? Why can’t we say something?”

“Seems like you’re the one who should get lost.”

The bystanders, who had been scolded by Xie Wei earlier, seized the opportunity to condemn her, as if she had committed some heinous crime.

Seeing this, a glint of triumph flashed in Zhao Li’s eyes. Fighting me? You’re too young and inexperienced. Come back in a few years.

“You… you’re all being unreasonable!”

Outnumbered, Xie Wei’s face turned pale with rage. Her chest rose and fell with suppressed anger, and her delicate fists clenched tightly together.

“Tap, tap, tap…”

Just then, hurried and chaotic footsteps echoed. More than ten burly men rushed over.

“Shut up! Anyone who dares utter another word, want to bet if I’ll make sure you can’t speak for the rest of your life?”

Liu Jun, limping on a crutch, shouted angrily. Despite his condition, there was an undeniable air of authority.

As soon as Zhao Li and Wang Ao saw Liu Jun, their faces paled. Only then did they realize that Xu Shaochen had been watching them all along.

“Miss Xie, Miss Zhou, please leave. I’ll handle everything here.”

Liu Jun walked up to Xie Wei and Zhou Sixian, showed them due respect, and then stomped on Zhao Li’s hand.

“Ah!”

Zhao Li screamed instinctively, releasing Zhou Sixian’s leg.

“Xiaoxian, we’re leaving.”

Xie Wei pulled Zhou Sixian along, heading out.

“Xiaoxian! Xiaoxian!”

In a panic, Zhao Li tried to chase after them. She knew that if Zhou Sixian left, Liu Jun wouldn’t leave them alone.

“Madam Zhao, right? From now on, you’ll be dealing with me. Mr. Xu has ordered that I take full responsibility for this matter.”

Liu Jun blocked Zhao Li’s way, looking at her calmly, and signaled his men: “Escort Madam Zhao and Mr. Wang to the Car.”

“Please, this way.”

In an instant, several bodyguards surrounded and escorted the pair.

“I… I want to speak to Mr. Xu!”

Wang Ao said, trembling. By now, he deeply regretted everything.

If only he had left immediately after leaving the villa, none of this would’ve happened.

“Mr. Xu is a busy man. He can’t be bothered with small-time characters like you. Discuss everything in the Car.”

Liu Jun replied indifferently and gave a signal.

The bodyguards immediately began pushing the two towards the vehicle.

“Let go of us! Call the Police! Someone, please call the Police! I don’t know these people!”

Wang Ao loudly cried for help from the onlookers.

However, those same bystanders who had just been lecturing Xiaoxian about filial piety now remained silent, pretending not to see anything.

In the end, Zhao Li and Wang Ao were smoothly taken away by Liu Jun.

Later, Liu Jun gave the pair a harsh lesson. Though they weren’t left disabled or dead, the punishment was something they’d remember forever.

First, they were subjected to a vicious beating, allowing them to experience what it felt like to be pummeled like a punching bag. Then, they were forced to do some ‘swimming exercises.’

This ‘swimming’ had a very particular meaning.

They were thrown straight into the ocean, with Liu Jun watching over them from a speedboat.

Whenever they were on the verge of drowning, he would have them pulled out, wait for them to catch their breath, and then throw them back in.

This process repeated for two hours. By the time it was over, both Wang Ao and Zhao Li were crying out in despair, even wetting themselves in fear before their last plunge into the water.

The moment they were finally brought ashore, they didn’t hesitate to head to the hospital, grab the recently cast-plastered Wang Ying, and buy plane tickets back to Jingcheng.

Wang Ying, who didn’t know the full story, still bragged about seeking revenge, shouting that he wouldn’t leave.

But Liu Jun didn’t even need to step in—Wang Ao and Zhao Li quickly gave him a harsh lesson of their own.

After that beating, Wang Ying immediately quieted down.

As the saying goes, like father, like son. This whole family was a bunch of fools.

They just wouldn’t listen to reason until they experienced real pain.

Isn’t that pure idiocy?