Chapter 154: Chapter 154: Eyewitnesses
He moved toward Zhang Cuihua with malicious intent, preparing to satisfy his desires in the most brutal manner.
Zhang Cuihua backed onto the bed, feeling a wave of fear rise from the depths of her heart, her eyes revealing helplessness and pleading.
She opened her mouth to call for help, but no sound came from her throat. She knew that at this moment, she needed the help of others, someone to save her.
Zhang Cuihua’s eyes widened, tears and anger intertwining across her face.
Zhang Baishun kept cursing under his breath. He bellowed at Zhang Cuihua with a face full of rage, "You whore, how dare you resist me! Who do you think you are? I am your father-in-law, you must obey me!"
The anger and repression in Zhang Cuihua’s heart finally burst forth, she pulled out scissors from under the pillow and gripped them tightly in her hand.
At this moment, her eyes sparkled with a resolute light.
She responded decisively, "So what if you are my father-in-law? You treat me shamelessly, you hurt me, I can’t bear it anymore! Today, I will seek justice for myself."
Zhang Baishun sneered with disdain, incessantly spewing insults and threats, "You bitch, you dare to attack? You think you have the ability? I will make you regret this!" Faced with Zhang Baishun’s taunts and threats, Zhang Cuihua’s resolve grew even firmer.
She replied calmly, "I am no longer the helpless girl I once was, I won’t be bullied by you anymore. Your crimes will end today!"
But a wave of unprecedented courage surged within her heart at that moment.
That courage, like a raging fire, compelled her to pick up the scissors at her side.
The scissors flashed a cold light in her hand as if they had become the weapon to protect her dignity.
Zhang Cuihua’s gaze was firm and sharp; Zhang Baishun felt an oppressive force, halting his assault on her.
But suddenly, Zhang Cuihua took action, frantically pulling out the scissors she held.
Time seemed to stand still, the whole room filled with a tense atmosphere. The surrounding furniture, the walls, seemed to silently witness this moment, as if they knew it was a decisive moment of fate.
Zhang Cuihua’s hands trembled, yet her eyes remained extraordinarily determined.
Her gaze pierced through Zhang Baishun, as if to impale his sins as well.
She was no longer a passive victim, but a warrior standing up to protect herself.
Yet Liu Baishun was very disdainful, actually mocking, "Go on, stab at me if you dare; I bet you don’t have the guts. But your rebellious spirit is making my ’Golden Cudgel’ even firmer. Can you feel it?"
But a cold light suddenly flashed in her eyes.
She took a deep breath and aimed for Zhang Baishun’s neck, thrusting forward!
The scissors, like the claws of a ferocious beast, coldly plunged into Zhang Baishun’s skin. The sting of piercing his flesh spread throughout his body, and he let out a painful roar.
Blood spurted out like a fountain, staining the curtains red.
Zhang Baishun’s body lost its balance, and he fell to the ground.
But the blood kept flowing non-stop.
Zhang Cuihua, now with eyes seeing red, stepped forward and repeatedly stabbed her father-in-law’s body, hitting his vital parts, especially his ’Golden Cudgel’.
Ultimately, Zhang Baishun lay in a pool of his own blood, his eyes filled with pain and disbelief. He had not anticipated Zhang Cuihua could become so frenzied.
Zhang Cuihua slowly put down the scissors in her hand, feeling a sense of relief and liberation.
She vigorously wiped away the tears on her face, as if trying to wash away the past where she had been persecuted.
She no longer wanted to stay silent, no longer willing to be bullied.
At this moment, Zhang Cuihua became a hero who had conquered fear.
Her courage would pave a new path for her, a future untouched by harm and suffering.
Liu Zheng worried about Zhang Cuihua’s safety, after all, the incident today had started because of him. He feared that Zhang Baishun would harm her.
So Liu Zheng anxiously dialed Zhang Cuihua’s phone number, but there was no answer.
Unease inevitably arose in his heart, knowing Liu Baishun’s volatile temper, he worried he would return and take out his frustrations on Zhang Cuihua.
Just then, Liu Junyi happened to be passing his shop with a few clan members on their way back, when Liu Zheng saw him talking gravely to the others, "Liu Baishun’s mood has been very abnormal lately, even flipping tables in public! I’m genuinely worried about his daughter-in-law, Zhang Cuihua."
Upon hearing Liu Junyi’s words, Liu Zheng grew even more anxious.
He was well aware that the relationship between Liu Baishun and Zhang Cuihua was not one of equality.
He had heard before of Liu Baishun beating Zhang Cuihua for dressing provocatively, going to the town and who knows what man she was meeting there.
Neighbors had mentioned overhearing Liu Baishun scolding Zhang Cuihua.
Now, with Liu Baishun’s emotions out of control again, Liu Zheng feared he would lash out even more violently when venting at Zhang Cuihua.
Liu Zheng’s heartbeat quickened, his mind filled with worry and anxiety.
He understood that the situation could be very dangerous, and Zhang Cuihua’s safety became his primary concern.
A resolute determination surged within Liu Zheng: a commitment to protect her, no matter the obstacles.
His eyes gleamed with firm resolve, and a steadfast courage flowed through him.
Liu Zheng knocked on the door, but received no response, a sense of foreboding growing within him as he anxiously redialed Zhang Cuihua’s cell phone, the phone rang but still no one answered.
He knew Zhang Cuihua must be at home; otherwise, her phone wouldn’t be so near.
He couldn’t help but recall the events that had transpired with Zhang Cuihua earlier that day, her gentle eyes and radiant smile did not speak of wantonness.
From today on, he resolved to protect Zhang Cuihua.
Liu Zheng pressed his ear against the door, straining to listen for sounds within the house. His own heartbeat seemed louder than the ticking of a clock, each beat reminding him of his mission.
Suddenly, he heard a cry for help from inside the house— "Help!"
The voice echoed in his ears, tying his heart in tight knots. His brow furrowed, a rage beyond words welling up inside him.
Liu Zheng’s heart clenched tightly with worry that Zhang Cuihua had been attacked. Acted on impulse, he did not hesitate to scale the wall and entered Zhang Cuihua’s home. He quickly headed towards where the voice had come from, bursting into Zhang Cuihua’s bedroom.
However, as he entered the room, his mind went blank. In his field of vision, Zhang Cuihua was clutching a pair of scissors tightly in her hand, while Zhang Baishun stood stiffly in place, his eyes devoid of any flicker.
Liu Zheng’s gaze landed on Zhang Cuihua’s hands.
The scene shocked Liu Zheng immensely; he could not comprehend what had transpired, why Zhang Cuihua was holding scissors and why Zhang Baishun was so unresponsive.
