The sister-in-law suspiciously scanned her stomach and asked, “Jing Xin, are you pregnant? Are you marrying in a hurry?”
Jing Xin took a deep breath, feeling that today, she no longer needed to tolerate her sister-in-law.
She had treated them like family and now realized there was no need for respect anymore. Her voice tinged with sadness, “I’m not as boring as you think. I’m marrying Jiang Xiangyang because I love him.”
That’s all I can say. Don’t ask anything else. If you do, I can only apologize and say nothing more.”
Jing Xin stood up and walked into the room, unable to bear it any longer. What kind of family was this? Were there families like her sister-in-law and brother?
Her sister-in-law shouted, “Oh, now you’ve grown wings and dare to rebel? You’re probably mixing with some hoodlum, got yourself pregnant, and still have the nerve to throw a tantrum in front of me. You shameless thing.”
Jing Xin felt she might die of anger if she didn’t speak: “I’m marrying a hoodlum. I love him, and I will marry him. No one can stop me.”
Five or six years of grievances and anger erupted at that moment.
The sister-in-law never expected the usually gentle girl to rebel. She vented her anger on her husband: “You useless man, your sister is bullying me, and you won’t say a word?”
Jing Rong finally came to his senses, coughing lightly: “Jing Xin, are you really going to marry a hoodlum?”
Jing Xin leaned against the door, her gaze confident: “Brother, the man I’m marrying is indeed a hoodlum. But I believe he will change. Don’t worry. I won’t regret my choice.”
The door closed again. Jing Xin buried herself in the blanket, tightly covering her ears, not wanting to hear anything else.
She held back tears, resolved not to cry for those unworthy of her tears. The next morning, she woke to find the door locked from the outside. She knocked forcefully, but it remained unmoved. At the window, she saw the anti-theft window tightly locked.
Shocked, she realized her brother and sister-in-law had confined her. Desperate, she beat the door, crying and begging them to let her out. After a long time, with swollen hands and a heavy heart, she collapsed on the cold cement floor.
