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Chapter 26: You’ll Tolerate Me, Right?
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Chapter 26: Chapter 26: You’ll Tolerate Me, Right?

’A pig with a living human head!’

’The memory of the man in her dream opening his eyes to look at her still sent a shiver of fear through her.’

’This... it has to be just a nightmare, right?’

’This was beyond her understanding of what a murderer could be...’

Jiang Li took out her phone, preparing to call Ji Qinghe.

"Lili, we’re here."

Qiao Siyuan interrupted her and moved to the side to pull open the car door.

Jiang Li put away her phone and got up, following behind Qiao Siyuan.

Returning to this familiar place once more, she felt nothing at all.

"Lili, the password is still our anniversary. You can stay here for a few days, and after a while, we’ll get married again."

Qiao Siyuan walked ahead, completely oblivious to Jiang Li’s look of disgust.

The two of them arrived at the marital home they had bought before. Jiang Li stood at the entrance, scanned the room, and then stepped inside.

Qiao Siyuan watched her every move, a little nervously.

"Lili, how about we have your favorite, hot pot, for dinner tonight?"

Qiao Siyuan put down the things in his hands and turned to look at the placid expression on Jiang Li’s face.

’Isn’t she happy to be back?’

Qiao Siyuan stepped forward. "Lili, I know you haven’t completely forgiven me yet, but don’t worry. I’ll prove myself with my actions.

From now on, I’ll be your family. I’ll protect you and love you."

Hearing the word "family," Jiang Li’s expression finally changed. It was precisely because she had treated them as family that she had ended up in such a miserable state.

"Is that so?" Jiang Li looked at Qiao Siyuan, a pitiful look on her face. "But, Qiao Siyuan, you know I have a condition. If you can’t accept me, then don’t give me any more hope.

I really can’t take it. One more time, and I’ll die."

Jiang Li sadly lifted her eyes to look at Qiao Siyuan.

Qiao Siyuan met her gaze, then guiltily looked away. "Lili, what nonsense are you talking about? We’ve known each other for so many years. Don’t you know what kind of person I am?"

"Qiao Siyuan, are you saying you’ll accept everything about me?"

"Of course, Lili. Like I said, just think of this place as home." After speaking, Qiao Siyuan picked up the keys beside him. "Lili, you just sit and rest for a bit. I’m going out to buy groceries."

Without a backward glance, Qiao Siyuan headed out the door.

Watching Qiao Siyuan’s retreating back, the corners of Jiang Li’s mouth lifted into a smile.

After stepping out, Qiao Siyuan glanced back at the door. Only after confirming it was locked did he leave, relieved.

"Damn it, that Jiang Li. It hasn’t even been that long, and she’s like a lunatic. Back then, I thought she was at least somewhat human.

Now she’s like a ghost."

Qiao Siyuan exited the building and immediately turned toward the residential area behind it.

Upstairs, Jiang Li watched Qiao Siyuan’s figure recede into the distance. She knew his intentions weren’t that simple.

Jiang Li glanced around the home. When Qiao Siyuan had first bought the apartment, she had taken out all the savings she had accumulated over the years to make the down payment.

Jiang Li wandered around for a bit, then walked over to the tool cabinet, opened it, and took out a suitable tool.

...

After leaving, Qiao Siyuan went to find Chen Xiufang and Wu Xueyan.

"KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK. Mom, it’s me!"

Hearing Qiao Siyuan’s voice, Chen Xiufang hurried to open the door.

"Oh, Son, you’re finally back! How’s that little bitch Jiang Li? Is she back?"

"She’s back. She’s at the apartment now." As he spoke, Qiao Siyuan saw Wu Xueyan sitting in the living room eating fruit. He walked over and swept her into a hug.

"Honey, did our precious son miss me?"

Wu Xueyan shot him a flirtatious glare. "What are you doing here? Wouldn’t it be better to go keep your crazy ex-girlfriend company?"

"Hey, Little Xue, didn’t we already talk about this? We’re doing this for our son."

Qiao Siyuan looked at Wu Xueyan with resignation. Wu Xueyan’s looks were average. When he first met her, she always wore heavy, garish makeup. Now that she was pregnant, her bare face looked rather dull and uninteresting.

Especially now that her figure had lost its shape. He had only found out later that Wu Xueyan’s large breasts were implants.

Wu Xueyan threw down the piece of fruit in her hand and pointed at him with her long-nailed fingers. "I’m warning you, if you dare rekindle things with Jiang Li, you’re dead!"

Qiao Siyuan grabbed her hand. "What are you talking about? Didn’t you say it yourself? That Jiang Li is a psycho. How could I possibly like a psycho?

Back then, I only went after her because I heard she had mental problems and thought it would be fun. Who knew the fool would actually fall head over heels for me."

At this point, Qiao Siyuan’s expression turned serious as he looked at Chen Xiufang and Wu Xueyan. "Mom, Little Xue, I think Jiang Li might have been hit too hard by what happened last time.

I’ve known Jiang Li for years and have only seen her have one episode. But this time when I went to pick her up, she was just... creepy.

It was really unnerving. You two should be careful."

Seeing the serious expression on Qiao Siyuan’s face, Chen Xiufang and Wu Xueyan were both a little spooked.

"She... she can’t be that scary, can she?"

’That woman, Jiang Li, is so timid and withdrawn. She doesn’t even dare to look people in the eye in public and speaks in a tiny voice. How could she possibly be like he says?’

"Just listen to me. After all, it’s not a crime if a psycho kills someone."

His last sentence startled them. In the past, they had heard that Jiang Li had some kind of strange illness.

But for all these years, she did whatever they told her to do and wasn’t at all like the terrifying mental patients on TV.

Over time, they had forgotten that Jiang Li had a mental illness at all.

"Alright, it’s getting late. I’m heading back."

Qiao Siyuan got up, went to the refrigerator, grabbed some random vegetables, and headed back carrying them.

When Qiao Siyuan returned, he saw his next-door neighbor standing with her door open, looking curiously at his apartment.

"Si Yuan, you’re back. Are you guys renovating? What’s with all the noise?"

Hearing this, Qiao Siyuan’s expression changed in an instant.

"It’s nothing, Auntie. Let me go inside and take a look."

Qiao Siyuan quickly fumbled for his keys, his hand trembling slightly as he aimed for the keyhole. It took him several tries to open the door.

When he saw the scene inside, Qiao Siyuan’s vision went dark, and he nearly fainted on the spot.

"Jiang Li, what are you doing?!"

Jiang Li dropped the hammer in her hand and turned to him with an innocent expression. "Si Yuan, I’m sorry. I think I had an episode. But didn’t you say you would accept me?

Don’t tell me you lied to me again?"

Jiang Li’s expression changed abruptly.

Qiao Siyuan’s heart instantly started racing. "No, no, it’s just... you’ve smashed up our perfectly good home. It’s such a shame."

Jiang Li forced a smile. "I know."

After speaking, Jiang Li walked over to the only clear spot and sat down.

Qiao Siyuan looked at the smashed sofa, coffee table, television, and cabinets. There were even a few holes punched into the walls. A headache instantly bloomed.

Holding his breath, he walked to the kitchen. The moment he opened the door, he sucked in a sharp breath.

"Jiang Li! Why did you smash up the kitchen too?!"

Jiang Li looked down at her phone without a word. ’And that’s not all,’ she thought.

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