Back home, I wasted no time and started searching for valuable things belonging to my mother-in-law.

Suddenly, I caught sight of the black and white photo of Song Yue'e hanging on the wall.

So ominous, may I never see this disgusting person again in my life. I went over, tore it down, and threw the frame aside.

My daughter saw the photo, ran over with a smile, and stomped on it with her little feet.

As she stomped, she angrily said, "Bad grandma, don't scold mommy, bully mommy, I'll hit you, I'll hit you hit you..."

My daughter, having witnessed the old lady bullying me many times, was venting for me. My little cotton jacket is truly considerate.

I went over, hugged my daughter, and said, "Keke, no one will bully you and mommy again in the future."

Just as I finished speaking, the door creaked, and Gao Ming returned home looking lost and dejected.

Looking at Gao Ming's punchable face, I really wanted to go up and punch him.

He entered and saw the photo on the floor, filled with heartache: "Li Jiahui, why is mom's photo on the floor?"

"Blame the creepy person, I took it down."

"You... she's my mom."

"Yeah, didn't you also say that mom is malicious, bullies her daughter-in-law and deserves to die?"

"Honey, do you think maybe God heard your curse and made it come true?"

"I..." Gao Ming choked up, his face looking very unpleasant.

He probably remembered the words he said when he tried to get me to drink on Valentine's Day to send me on my way, right?

"Your phone has been ringing, who's looking for you?"

Upon my reminder, Gao Ming glanced at his phone messages, a hint of a smile in his eyes:

"Jiahui, did you receive the compensation and insurance money for mom?"

"Yes, I used it to buy a house for Keke, a villa in Mingjing Garden, great location."

"You... you made such a big decision without discussing it with me, acting on your own?"

"Huh? Honey, wasn't that what you said? You wanted to buy a villa for our daughter. I didn't expect this wish to be fulfilled so quickly, thanks to mom's help."

Gao Ming choked up again, his face turning as dark as the bottom of a pot:

"You despicable person! It's not like buying vegetables, you just decided to buy it, do you still see me as your husband?"

Gao Ming's eyes were filled with fire, his hands clenched into fists, veins bulging.

Ha, did he think I was that little lamb?

"What? You want to hit me? Go ahead, hit me."

If he really beats me up, it'll save me trouble when we divorce.

I was aggressive, but he kept stepping back.

See, people will bully you if you're soft, but they'll be afraid if you're tough.

At that moment, Gao Ming's phone rang again.

He glanced at his phone, said, "Jiahui, wait for me," and was about to leave.

I stopped him, handed him the black and white photo of my mother-in-law, and said, "Take it, don't disgust me in front of me."

He took the photo, a hint of sadness surging up: "Mom, you left and Jiahui turned against you!"

Then he slammed the door and went to find his mistress.

I thought since trying to provoke Gao Ming into domestic violence didn't work, I might as well follow him, gather evidence of his infidelity during the marriage, it can't hurt, right?

I secretly followed him, all the way to a small park.

Cheng Lele had dressed up carefully, in a sexy black silk leather skirt and a red revealing cape, to meet Gao Ming who had just lost his mother.

Upon seeing Cheng Lele, Gao Ming immediately rushed into her arms seeking comfort.

Cheng Lele saw Song Yue'e in the black and white photo and was visibly shocked:

"Gao Ming, Auntie Song?"

"Lele, mom passed away, I didn't want her to die, I wanted Li Jiahui to die."