Caught in a chaotic situation, she is doted on by six villainous sons.

Chapter 170 Jiang's Father and Mother Return

Fu Siyue could guess some of the contents of the diary, but he still wanted to know how the diary was written, so he clenched his fists and listened attentively.

However, when recalling the contents of the diary, Fu's father began to tremble uncontrollably, and his mental state collapsed.

"No, don't say it, don't say it..."

"Why not speak out? Will not speaking out change the facts? Will you be able to act as if nothing happened and shift all the blame onto Xiaoyue if you don't speak out?"

"Xiao Yue has already read the diary. The one who should truly bear all of this is you."

"She had so many questions for you, but in the end, there were none left to ask. So she wrote 'I sever my ties with you' in blood. She was determined to give birth to the child and then divorce you, never to see you again in this life. But after her death, you disregarded her last wishes and appeared at her grave time and time again, defiling her path to reincarnation. After her death, you bullied and abused her child. You knew perfectly well that this child was what she couldn't let go of the most, and you knew perfectly well how anxious and uneasy she would be as a mother, yet you still did it."

The color drained from Fu's father's body. He looked at Fu Siyue and apologized more than twenty years late, "Xiaoyue, I'm sorry."

He then said to Jiang Liwu, "Thank you, you saved this child."

After saying that, he left in a disheveled and dejected state. His back slumped down, and all his energy and spirit were drained away. His already weathered appearance aged him by more than ten years. The bloody words on the torn pages were deeply etched into his mind, causing him excruciating pain that felt like his bones were being crushed and his marrow was being pierced.

Mr. Fu pressed his head down, his whole body trembling violently.

This time, he is the one trapped in the abyss of nightmares, but he will never receive the redemption he desires.

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Jiang's parents rushed back the day before Jiang Liwu's birthday. When Jiang Liwu received the news, she abandoned everything and went home. Her heart was pounding, filled with pain, bitterness, and hope.

The wind was so strong on the way here that it made Jiang Liwu's eyes red.

However, when she arrived home, she didn't see the person she wanted to see. The house was still extremely cozy, but it was also extremely empty and desolate. Jiang Liwu couldn't help but fall to the bottom and cried anxiously and disappointedly. She stood there, clearly having a home to return to, yet she had nowhere to go.

As soon as she started crying, Jiang's parents, who had been hiding, immediately came out. "Oh, my sweetie." Jiang's mother came forward and hugged Jiang Liwu tightly for a long time. "Baby, why are you crying? Don't cry, don't cry. Is it because you haven't seen your mom and dad for too long? It's your mom and dad's fault. We're bad. If you keep crying, your eyes will get swollen and it will be uncomfortable."

"It's all your fault! Why did you have to play hide-and-seek? My little one is all grown up and doesn't like playing hide-and-seek anymore. What a terrible idea you came up with! There's no surprise in it at all, and you made my sweet child cry."

Jiang's mother gently patted and coaxed Jiang Liwu, while her beautiful eyes stared at Jiang's father.

Jiang's father quickly apologized, looking extremely flustered. "Wuwu, now that your mom and dad are done with their work, we won't be leaving for a long time. We'll stay home with you, okay? Look what Dad brought you." Jiang's father pulled out a large bag and took out a plush toy from it. "Look, Sweetheart Bear." Jiang Liwu didn't respond; she was still crying, her nose twitching, and she just looked at her parents.

Seeing that they are still alive.

In fact, it wasn't just Shang Tingyan who died repeatedly; her parents also died.

The best parents in the world.

When Jiang Liwu traveled back twenty years, the first person she met was Cui Yunye, the sixth child, a four-year-old boy with tattered clothes, a dusty face, but resolute and bright eyes.

She should have immediately killed him to eliminate any future threat upon learning his identity, but she hesitated. She wasn't inherently cruel; raised with her parents' love and surrounded by beautiful people and things, her innate capacity for compassion, like the beauty mark on her face, made it difficult for her to harm a four-year-old child. Even knowing he would ultimately become the creator of the apocalypse, causing widespread destruction and the collapse of the world.

But her hand holding the knife was trembling. This knife had killed countless mutated monsters and people. Now, was it going to kill a four-year-old child as well?

Jiang Liwu was caught in a painful struggle. She followed the little Cui Yunye from a distance, watching him clean the house, feed the few chickens and ducks in the house, wash clothes, pick vegetables, and cook rice in an iron pot.

The stove wasn't high, but he still had to stand on a small stool to scoop water and touch the wooden lid.

He was so small, but he seemed to have inexhaustible strength. After doing all that, it wasn't enough for him. He carried a large, light green bottle filled with water for himself. To make it easier to carry the bottle, a red string was tied to the mouth of the bottle.

He carried a machete and a tattered snakeskin bag up the mountain.

He gathered firewood, collected plants that were easy to start a fire, picked mushrooms, wood ear fungus, pulled bamboo shoots, and also discovered a patch of colorful raspberries. These raspberries were just as delicious as strawberries, sweet and sour, and full of juice.

He picked a whole bagful and ate it with great joy; it was one of the few fruit snacks he could enjoy.

He didn't pick them all at once; there were still quite a few left, and Jiang Liwu also got to taste the sweetness.

It wasn't easy to carry so much stuff back. Cui Yunye was like an ant carrying things that were taller, bigger, and heavier than him, step by step, back home.

When he got home, he was busy again, his small figure working harder than a bee.

He didn't stop working until Grandma Cui came home. Grandma Cui's vegetables had sold well that day, and when she came back, all she had was an empty snakeskin bag, a carrying pole, and a scale.

She prepared a gift for Cui Yunye, which she took out as a small rectangular silver plaque—a token of her love for him.

Jiang Liwu's eyelashes trembled when she saw the small silver pendant, because it was this small silver pendant that allowed her to cross over, and she had personally witnessed the scene of the small silver pendant being worn by Cui Yunye.

Grandma Cui is simple, kind, and compassionate, while Cui Yunye is well-behaved, precocious, and sensible.

Jiang Liwu realized that something irreversible must have happened to change Cui Yunye into the world-destroying demon king he later became.

But her mission was to kill Cui Yunye. What happened to Cui Yunye afterward didn't matter to her. Was she going to gamble on a possibility that could change Cui Yunye and plunge the whole world into a hellish inferno?

Why make things so complicated when one simple cut could have ended it all?

Jiang Liwu went to see her parents. At this time, her mother was several months pregnant. She knew that a little girl was inside her and would be born into the world in a few months.

She did not acknowledge her parents; she met them as a stranger.