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Mr. Li said that if Li Mei'e refused to agree with him, he would kick her out of the Li family, but Li Mingxia didn't believe it.

Even if Mr. Li had made up his mind, Mrs. Zheng would not have the heart to do so.

But at this moment, Old Lady Zheng did not say anything to support Li Mei'e. She just kept crying and complaining about her own grievances and pity, as well as her daughter's misfortune and pain.

This is naturally not for Li Mingxia to see. Now, Old Madam Zheng and Old Man Li understand better than anyone else that Li Mingxia is no longer the same Li Mingxia as before. It is basically impossible to make her soften her heart.

The moral blackmail has long been ineffective in front of Li Mingxia.

Maybe it has never worked, but Li Mingxia didn't have any way before, but Li Mingxia has a way now.

Old Lady Zheng was crying for Li Sanlang and Zhang to hear. Although she had always scolded these two people for being heartless and beastly, she knew very well that these two people were the only ones who were truly soft-hearted and kind.

The only ones who can help at this moment are Li Sanlang and Zhang, so both Mr. Li and Mrs. Zheng are actually targeting these two people.

"If you continue to pester Huang Qianli, you will be divorced in the end and you will be left with nothing. You will spend your whole life as an abandoned woman!" Old Master Li knew that his words had frightened Li Mei'e, so he struck while the iron was hot and did not want to let up at all. His voice became increasingly cold and harsh.

"Then what should I do now?" Li Mei'e murmured, tears still falling, but she no longer said those headache-inducing words.

Mr. Li felt relieved when he saw that Li Mei'e finally understood what he said.

"What else can we do! Mei'e, aren't you usually a smart person? You can't be confused at this time!" Li Dalang came up again at this time.

Li Mingxia looked at Li Dalang curiously. She really didn't understand what Li Dalang was thinking. Did he have to be a reasonable person? What would happen if he didn't?

Mr. Li and Li Mei'e looked up at Li Dalang. Mrs. Zheng lowered her head, did not speak, and did not respond. No one knew what she was thinking.

"When you go back, you must serve Mr. Huang well!" Li Dalang smiled, stretched out his hand, pulled the stool behind him to his front, and sat down.

"Whatever Mr. Huang says is what it is. You just have to try to please Mr. Huang. Then, I'll find you two guys who are good at that. You learn from them well. Then you can make Mr. Huang happy in bed. Then you'll have everything, right?" Li Dalang didn't realize at all how much of a shock his words were to a decent woman who had just gotten married.

Although Li Mei'e cursed others every day, calling them prostitutes and selling them to brothels, she had never known what such places looked like, nor had she ever seen with her own eyes how those people behaved.

"Brother, what are you talking about?" Li Mei'e frowned, looking puzzled. She didn't understand what Li Dalang said at all.

When Li Dalang saw Li Mei'e's expression, he clicked his tongue and said, "You don't understand this? I've explained it so clearly!" Li Dalang looked Li Mei'e up and down, and suddenly revealed an almost obscene smile.

"Didn't you spend the wedding night with Mr. Huang last night? Even if you didn't understand these things before, how can you not understand them now? Don't pretend to be ignorant in front of Big Brother. If you have any ability, use it on Mr. Huang. I tell you, men, if you are satisfied in bed, no matter what you do... Ouch!!"

Before Li Dalang could finish his words, a scream came out of his mouth.

This time was different from before. In the past, no matter how loud Li Dalang shouted, it always sounded a bit bluffing and exaggerated to Li Mingxia, but this time was different.

This time, even Li Mingxia was shocked. That was truly the sound that would be made when one was frightened and in great pain.

When Li Mingxia saw Li Dalang's miserable condition, he was stunned.

Streams of blood flowed from Li Dalang's head!

This time, the problem could not be solved with just a slap in the face. The blood on Li Dalang's head flowed down his forehead and all over his face.

Li Dalang touched it and found blood on his hands and face.

The moment Li Dalang saw his hands covered in blood, his screams were even louder than before, and his hands began to tremble.

Li Mingxia glanced at Old Lady Zheng, curious about what she had used to hit Li Dalang.

After seeing this, I silently gave her a thumbs up in my heart. I usually thought that Old Lady Zheng just had a loud voice and no other special abilities. Now it seems that I really misunderstood her.

What Old Mrs. Zheng was holding in her hand was a wooden pillow that Old Mr. Li usually used when he slept.

This wooden pillow is not very heavy and is not completely solid, otherwise Mrs. Zheng would not be able to pick it up with one hand.

But it is definitely not light. An adult will feel it's heavy when holding it in the palm of his hand. Moreover, it is made of wood and has not been finely polished. Even with simple modifications, the edges and corners are still prominent. Mrs. Zheng hit him in a rage, using at least 70% to 80% of her strength. Although it did not take Li Dalang's life, there would definitely be a bloody hole on his head.

If you don't treat it and let it continue bleeding, it's hard to say whether your life will be in danger.

Li Mingxia looked at Li Dalang's miserable appearance and felt no sympathy at all.

Even if he died here immediately, Li Mingxia would not have any reaction. If Jin was 100% disgusting, then Li Dalang was 99% disgusting. There was not much difference between the two.

Thinking about it this way, Li Mingxia actually felt a little regretful. If Old Mrs. Zheng had been a little more forceful, perhaps the Li family's old house would have one less person who made her feel disgusted and irritated.

Maybe in the future when Li Sanlang delivers things to the Li family's old house, Li Mingxia will help add some more.

Seeing that the blood on his head could not be stopped at all, Li Li Dalang was so anxious that he was about to cry.

"Dad! What should I do?" Li Dalang asked for help from Old Man Li with a sad face.

"Mom, how could you hit me to death! I am your biological son. How can someone support you in your old age if you beat me to death? Don't forget that the second and third children have already been separated, and I am the only one you can count on in the future!" Li Dalang yelled, but his tone was not very firm.