vstars Chapter 72 She's a murderer!
Chapter 72 She's a murderer!
"Tangxi!"
Lin Sui's expression changed drastically. He rushed forward, knelt on the ground, and carefully helped Tang Xi up.
Whether she had fallen asleep kneeling all night or had fainted, Tang Xi's eyes were tightly closed and her face was pale.
After being helped to lean against Lin Sui's chest, her phone slipped from her hand.
The screen lit up, displaying the chat box with Lin Sui.
It was as if she had been waiting for Lin Sui's reply...
Lin Sui pursed her lips and frowned as she took Tang Xi's pulse.
Thankfully, she was just asleep; there's nothing seriously wrong.
but……
The solitary confinement cell had no windows and was similar to a dark room.
Lin Sui only saw it clearly when he got closer; not only on her arms, but also on Tang Xi's back, there were red and swollen bruises from being whipped with a rattan cane.
In some places, a little blood seeped out. Although it wasn't to the point of being torn apart, it was still a shocking sight.
Lin Sui immediately tightened his arms around her.
She thought that after Lao Mo died, she would no longer have much emotional fluctuation.
But in that instant, a surge of anger suddenly arose in her heart.
This made her usually calm face turn icy cold.
As if sensing her emotions, Tangxi frowned in her sleep.
She opened her blurry eyes and looked at Lin Sui in a daze. Her usually tense face broke into a sweet smile with dimples: "Sui Sui, it's so nice, I dreamt about you..."
Before she could finish her murmured dream, she succumbed to sleep again.
Lin Sui didn't wake her up, intending to carry her out herself.
But she was in pain in her chest due to the emotional turmoil and couldn't exert any strength at all.
Years later, Lin Sui once again felt resentful of her broken body.
Fortunately, at that moment, Li Ye noticed that they hadn't gone out for so long, so he came in to check on them.
Seeing Lin Sui struggling to carry Tang Xi, he took three steps in one, quickly reached the two of them, and picked Tang Xi up horizontally in his arms.
Perhaps for the convenience of being confined to the solitary confinement room, Tangxi's room was in the east wing.
Just as Li Ye was about to lay Tang Xi flat on the bed, Lin Sui said, "Be careful, she has an injury on her back."
Li Ye paused for a moment, then slowly turned to lie on his side.
As he withdrew his hand, his gaze unconsciously fell on Tangxi's back.
When those whip marks came into view, he clenched his hands tightly, his large fists clenched so hard that he seemed to feel it as if he were experiencing it himself, trying his best to suppress and endure something.
"I have medicine in my car, I'll go get it."
Li Ye's voice was exceptionally cold and deep, seemingly carrying a hint of death.
Lin Sui was preoccupied with Tang Xi's injury and did not notice anything unusual about him.
After he left, Lin Sui gently took off Tang Xi's skirt, exposing large, red, swollen bruises with blood streaks to the air, causing her hand to tremble and her anger to surge once again.
Should we be happy?
Fortunately, the person who whipped her still had some consideration for family ties and did not really kill her, otherwise the situation would have been much more serious than it appears.
Seeing Tang's mother and He Huanni walk in out of the corner of her eye, Lin Sui asked coldly, "Were the injuries on her body inflicted by your husband?"
"So what if she is?" Tang's mother was very displeased. "It's one thing for her to act strangely at home, but she dares to go out and embarrass herself, disgracing our Tang family. She broke the family rules, shouldn't she be punished?"
As she spoke, she looked directly at Lin Sui: "And you, coming to other people's homes to point fingers and tell them what to do, do you have any manners at all?"
"Considering you're not very old, I, as your elder, can let it go, but you must leave my house immediately!"
Lin Sui ignored her and remained sitting steadily by Tang Xi's bedside, holding her hand: "I may be ill-mannered, but what about Madam Tang's manners? Is it to neglect her own daughter and only dote on other people's children?"
He Huanni's heart skipped a beat; she felt there was something more to her words.
She hurriedly stepped forward to stop Tang's mother: "Auntie, don't be angry. Lin Sui was just concerned about her sister. Actually, I also think Uncle went too far this time. Didn't you feel sorry for her and only make her kneel until noon?"
Lin Sui glanced at her face and suddenly realized that Tang Xi's father had also been ruthless, but for some reason, he had restrained himself in the end.
Lin Sui gave a sarcastic smile: "You think she's unlucky, that she's an evil monster, so you dislike her, even hate her, is that right?"
"But she was born of you, she has your blood in her veins. She is unlucky, but you are even more unlucky than her. You are the ones who should be despised!"
Tang's mother's face instantly turned ashen: "What do you know? What do you understand?"
She knew that family scandals should not be aired in public, and she knew that if such things were to spread, it would only bring shame to the Tang family.
She knew even better that Tangxi was still her biological daughter.
But she was provoked by Lin Sui's words—after all these years, there were still people saying she was unlucky.
In her anger, she blurted out, "Tangxi killed someone when she was in school! She's not just weird, she's a murderer!"
The moment the words were spoken, even the air seemed to freeze.
Lin Sui heard heavy breathing behind her and quickly turned around.
Tang Xi, who had her back to her, was trembling all over. Lin Sui leaned over and saw that her eyes were still tightly closed, but she was biting her lip and refused to make a sound or defend herself.
Even when Lin Sui only touched her lightly, she seemed unable to bear it and shrank back into the quilt.
"Wow, a murderer? How cool is that?"
A sweet, delighted laugh suddenly came from the doorway. Lin Sui looked over and was slightly taken aback.
Li Ye returned with the medicine, accompanied by a charming woman.
The woman wore a cropped top and high-waisted wide-leg pants. Her long, wavy hair was like seaweed, and her delicate eye makeup was sparkling. Even a slight glance seemed to electrify her.
She walked in with light steps, smiling broadly, and said, "Auntie, this is wonderful! How did you know that we people love murderers the most?"
Her sarcastic remarks made Tang's mother's face even uglier.
Her gaze unconsciously turned to Tangxi.
The blanket wasn't covering her properly, revealing a small patch of whip marks on Tangxi's back, which stood out starkly against her fair skin.
Tang's mother frowned deeply.
Didn't she ask the nanny to apply medicine to Tangxi? Why does it still look so serious?
Lin Sui observed her reaction but remained unmoved.
She has some maternal love, but not much.
Lin Sui glanced at He Huanni again and said indifferently, "Mrs. Tang, haven't you been grateful more than once that when you decided to adopt the orphan left behind by your sister, your husband not only accepted it with great tolerance and generosity, but also treated your sister's daughter as his own child?"
He Huanni's eyes trembled, and she looked at Lin Sui in alarm.
She knew? Could she really know?
She wanted Lin Sui to shut up, but because she felt guilty, she couldn't make a sound.
Tang's mother's eyelids twitched, and she felt inexplicably flustered: "What do you want to say?"
How could Lin Sui, an outsider, know about her family affairs?
With Tangxi's mouth, can she explain it clearly?