Three months into our marriage, one late night, I realized I had left my phone at the bun shop. I can't fall asleep without scrolling through my phone a bit before bed, and besides, my husband was working at the bun shop.

The front door of the bun shop was a large roller shutter door, which had already been completely closed.

I vaguely remembered a small side door at the back of the shop, less than a meter wide.

Going around to check, I found it was open, so I slipped in quietly sideways.

Under the glaring incandescent light, a naked person was lying on the counter.

My father-in-law was holding a kitchen knife, chopping that person's thigh, with blood all over the counter...

I was about to scream, but a hand quickly covered my mouth. My husband swiftly turned around my limp body, while my mother-in-law hurriedly closed the side door.

I collapsed into my husband's arms.

"Why are you here? Who let you in?" he asked urgently in a harsh tone.

"I, I, I forgot my phone here..." I pushed his hand away, breathing heavily.

"Xiao Yi, find her phone and take her back quickly," my father-in-law paused for a moment and then said sharply, "Never mind the phone, you both just go back together."

As we were about to return to the side door, my mother-in-law called my husband over and whispered in his ear for a long time.