Days of Living with My Sister-in-Law-Chapter 237: You’re Not Worthy of Mentioning Her

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Chapter 237: Chapter 237: You’re Not Worthy of Mentioning Her

Li Qing’s forehead was nearly shattered from kowtowing, but Qin Shihua’s expression only grew colder.

"Li Qing, you have been with me for five years. I will grant that you knew nothing, but I suffered this calamity because you misplaced your trust in a villain. I will not torment you. Take your own life."

"Miss, no, I beg you! Please, give me another chance!" Li Qing fell into utter despair.

Seeing this, Xiao Peng tossed a dagger onto the ground and urged her, "Li Qing, being allowed to take your own life is a mercy from the Miss. Otherwise, if the family laws are used, death itself will be a luxury!"

Since ancient times, great families have had many rules, and the Luyang Qin Family alone had a hundred articles in its family code. A traitor like Li Qing, who had harmed her master, was to be executed by slow slicing. She would not be allowed to draw her last breath until she had endured three thousand cuts.

Hearing the words "family law," Li Qing shuddered, all the fight draining out of her. She snatched the dagger and snarled, "Murong Qi, it’s all your fault I’ve come to this! I’ll... I’ll take you down with me!"

In an instant, Li Qing lunged at Murong Qi with the dagger. Murong Qi was already scared senseless, his mind buzzing blankly.

But just then!

BANG—

A bullet pierced straight through Li Qing’s head. Murong Tian was holding a gun, which he now aimed squarely at Qin Shihua.

"Nobody move, or I’ll kill her!" he roared. "Qi’er, get up! With your father here, I will absolutely not let anything happen to you!"

"Murong Tian, how dare you! Put that gun down right now!" Zhong Wannian and Xiao Peng hurriedly ordered their men to aim their weapons at Murong Tian.

But Murong Tian had thrown all caution to the wind. "Go ahead, shoot," he said icily. "But I guarantee you, before my son and I die, Miss Qin will die with us. Miss Qin, my son deserves death for what he did, but it was all out of his admiration for you. He just wanted to make a good impression and win your heart, so he afflicted you with the Blood Poison Rash! But thankfully, the outcome was not the worst-case scenario. I hope you can give my son a chance to reform himself. Everyone makes mistakes. There’s no need to sentence him to death right away, is there?"

Qin Shihua’s brow furrowed, a playful look in her eyes as she watched the father and son. Even with a gun pointed at her head, she did not show the slightest hint of fear.

This courage alone earned some of Chen Xiaobei’s admiration.

He couldn’t be bothered to interject, though. From the moment Murong Qi plotted to harm Luo Qingcheng, he was already a dead man. Even if Qin Shihua spared him, Chen Xiaobei would kill him!

Sure enough, Qin Shihua spoke up. "You want to kill me? No problem. Go ahead and shoot."

Murong Tian’s hand began to tremble. "Miss Qin, you... don’t force my hand!"

"I’m not forcing you," Qin Shihua said, pointing to her own head. "Go on, shoot. Aim right here. I’m quite weak right now; you shouldn’t miss."

"You... stop... stop forcing me!" Sweat beaded on Murong Tian’s forehead.

Zhong Wannian raised his gun and barked, "Murong Tian, you’d better put that gun down obediently! Otherwise, with one command from me, I’ll have you and your son blown to bits!"

"You old codger, shut up!" Murong Qi roared. "You think your Zhong Family is so clean in all this? Let me tell you, this whole scheme was cooked up by that idiot Zhong Mingxuan from start to finish! He’s the one who wanted to marry into the Qin Family as a live-in son-in-law! I was just trying to get a piece of the action!"

"What did you say?!" Zhong Wannian was so shocked that the gun slipped from his grasp and fell to the floor.

But suddenly, Chen Xiaobei spoke up. "Murong Qi, are you kidding? If Zhong Mingxuan was involved, why isn’t he here? And I’ll be straight with you, I was drinking with Zhong Mingxuan just before this. Magistrate He’s daughter was there, too. If you don’t believe me, ask him."

He Yongkun quickly spoke the truth. "Miss, my daughter was indeed with Zhong Mingxuan earlier. They are boyfriend and girlfriend, so there is no question of him wanting to become a son-in-law to the Qin Family. Besides, given the Zhong Family’s status, you wouldn’t consider them anyway, would you?"

Although his words were blunt, they were true. Who were the Qin Family? They were one of the most prestigious families in the entire Lower Three Continents. They would have to be blind to choose a marriage alliance with the Zhong Family.

Hearing this, Qin Shihua nodded, her gaze settling on Chen Xiaobei. "I do not believe his lies," she declared, "but I believe Mr. Chen. A man who could save my life must be a magnanimous person. Since Mr. Chen was drinking with Zhong Mingxuan, then he clearly did not have time to be here!" Her eyes then snapped back to Murong Qi. "You’re at death’s door and still you try to drag others down with you. This reveals how truly venomous your heart is! Xiao Peng, kill him! Do not mind me!"

Xiao Peng obeyed his Miss’s command without hesitation and pulled the trigger on the spot.

BANG—

"AAAAAH!" A bloodcurdling scream rang out as a bullet tore through Murong Qi’s heart.

"My son!" Murong Tian cried, tears streaming down his face as he collapsed onto his son’s corpse.

Seeing this, Murong Xiaoyi suddenly felt a hollow ache in her heart, and her eyes began to redden. Truthfully, she had hated Murong Qi since they were children. If not for his mother, her own mother would not have died so young. Yet, he was still her half-brother. When he was alive, she had wished for his immediate death. But now that his corpse was truly lying in front of her, she suddenly felt an unbearable pain. The emotion was indescribable—just overwhelming grief, a profound sense of loss, and the urge to cry.

"Are you okay?" Chen Xiaobei noticed her state and patted her hand in concern.

"No... I’m fine..." Murong Xiaoyi bit her lip, not wanting him to see her in a moment of weakness.

Just then, Zhong Wannian and his men seized Murong Tian. He looked like a madman; the grief of losing his son seemed to have aged him decades in an instant. Yet his eyes were still bright, shining with a strange light.

"Miss Qin, am I doomed?" he asked.

Qin Shihua replied coolly, "What do you think?"

"So be it!" Murong Tian sighed. "In that case, may I ask one thing of you? Let Murong Xiaoyi kill me! She is my daughter, too, but in my youthful lust, I betrayed her mother’s love. I’ve wronged them both. Since I’m going to die anyway, I hope you will grant me this, Miss Qin. If I can die at my own daughter’s hand, I can consider it my atonement!"

"Alright," Qin Shihua agreed with a strange nod.

THUMP!

Murong Tian knelt at his daughter’s feet, crying his heart out. "Xiaoyi, Daddy is so sorry! But nothing I say matters now. It’s time for me to go and see your mother. Come on! Do it! Slit my throat! Can’t you see? Your mother is waiting for me outside the window... She’s still so young, so beautiful!"

"You... shut up! Do not mention my mother!" Murong Xiaoyi’s body trembled, tears streaming uncontrollably down her face.

Murong Tian gave a tragic laugh. "You’re right. I have no right to mention her! She was a beautiful angel, and I am just a devil. I’m going to Hell. Since that’s the case, just do it. Let me go down and atone!"

"You... you don’t deserve to speak her name!" Murong Xiaoyi snarled through gritted teeth, her body shaking. "And you don’t deserve to go see my mother, either! I’m afraid the sight of you would disgust her!"

WHOOSH—

As she spoke, Murong Xiaoyi executed the Seven Star Tian Gang Step, her hand shooting out to grab Qin Shihua by the throat.

"Let him go," she commanded, "or I’ll kill her!"

"Damn it!" Chen Xiaobei jolted in shock.