Arthur Evans Is Finished
Whenever the past was brought up, even the village chief and Doctor Wu would sigh deeply.
Everyone clearly saw the ruthlessness of the Su family. When Su Li mentioned it, everyone recalled how mercilessly the Su family had persecuted Su Li and her mother back then, driving them to the brink of death.
Now, it was just a matter of settling old debts.
What goes around, comes around.
Su Li held the contract and had the village chief's backing; the Su family’s house was now unquestionably hers. No matter what the Su family said, nothing could change that.
Today, Su Li was the most respected person in the village, practically a local landlord and gentry. The Su family had no chance of shaking her position.
"We won’t leave! Without a house, where would we live? It’s freezing outside, and if we move out, we’ll freeze to death in days!" Zhao Shi sat down hard under the eaves, covering her face as she sobbed loudly. "What sin have we committed to get such a heartless, black-hearted woman like the Tofu Beauty? She’s ruined our Su family!"
"Blame who? It was Su Shimao who brought her in. He couldn’t control himself, so don’t blame others." Su Li glanced at Su Shimao, thinking to herself, "Men, huh? Told you to control your lower half, but you got caught by a scheming Tofu Beauty. Now look at you, suffering the consequences. Serves you right!"
"Su Shimao, always Su Shimao!" Old Su erupted in anger, pointing at Su Shimao and cursing, "You beast! Your rotten ideas got us humiliated with the meat punishment and public shaming! Now, the little prostitute you brought home has cost us the house! You’re a disaster. The Su family’s money has all supported you, but what have you done? You can’t study, can’t work, only cause trouble! You’re the biggest curse on the Su family!"
Old Su lunged forward, punching and kicking Su Shimao fiercely.
Su Daqi joined in beating Su Shimao, and the two father and son beat him until his face was bruised and swollen, only stopped when Zhao Shi forcibly pulled them apart.
Zhao Shi cried out, "Stop hitting him! Stop! Shimao is the only bloodline of the Sun family; it can’t be broken!"
Su Daqi gritted his teeth and kicked Su Shimao hard. "If you weren’t my only son, the one to carry on the family line, I’d have beaten you to death by now!"
Su Shimao lowered his head, shrinking back, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and hurriedly fled to his room. He closed the door tightly, locked it, and collapsed onto the bed, crying.
Crying, he loosened his belt, took out his own thing, and rubbed it a few times with his hand.
It was small, soft, with no reaction and no sensation at all.
Tears flowed even more from Su Shimao’s eyes as he rubbed harder, but the thing gave no sensation, just hanging there uselessly like a decoration.
"Ah!" Su Shimao slammed his lower body several times, clenching his fists tightly, biting his teeth until he bled, filled with overwhelming hatred.
He didn’t dare tell anyone about being kidnapped by a mysterious person, and he especially didn’t want his father and grandfather to know he was no longer capable of fathering children, or else he’d lose the only value he had in continuing the family line...
"I hate this so much!" Su Shimao covered his head with the quilt, hiding under the blanket, silently crying in pain and suppression.
Outside, Old Su, knowing the situation was hopeless and no longer having the arrogance to argue, bowed humbly and pleaded with Su Li, "A Li, please don’t take back the old house. Our whole family really has nowhere else to go. We’re at the end of our rope. Please, for the sake of our blood ties, have mercy and spare our family’s lives!"