Mr. Fu, You've Spoiled Your Wife Rotten!

In the dark basement.

Li Beibei had been locked up here for half a month.

By now, her face was completely disfigured. The tendons in her hands and feet had been cut. She lay on the cold ground like a puddle of mud, on her last breath.

She was in a daze when someone grabbed her hair forcefully and said with a hint of perverted joy, "A beautiful day has begun again. Li Beibei, how many more days can you last?"

The sharp dagger in her hand cut Li Beibei's face twice.

Long numbed by pain, Li Beibei did not even have the strength to cry out. However, the moment the knife sliced into her face, her entire body twitched twice instinctively. The side of her face was pressed against the ground, but her eyes were fixed on the woman in the white dress in front of her.

This was Su Qingdai, the girl whom she had once regarded as her family and trusted the most.

Su Qingdai looked at the girl on the ground who was completely unrecognizable and covered in blood. Her eyes were filled with smug malice as she said, "Li Beibei, it serves you right. For 20 years, you've been high and mighty; pampered. Who would have thought that you would be at my mercy today?"

Su Qingdai squatted down and took out a mirror from somewhere. She pulled Li Beibei's hair and forced her to look at her own bloody reflection in the mirror. "Take a good look. Do you know why I still let you have your eyes? I want you to see your current appearance with your own eyes. Don't you look like a dead rat rotting in a smelly ditch?"

Li Beibei could no longer recognize herself in the mirror. After so many days of inhumane torture, her initial fear had turned into calm despair.

However, her heart was still burning with anger. She almost used all her strength. "Why?"

Su Qingdai straightened her body and laughed maniacally. "Why? You're asking me why? Because I hate you. I hate the unfairness of God. Why did you have everything from birth? Why did you have a noble family background and doting parents who lavish affection on you? You were born with beauty and extraordinary talent. Everything about you made me hate you. Even the mole on the corner of your eye made me hate you. So—right from the beginning—I swore that I would replace you. If I couldn't do it, I would destroy everything you had."

In essence, she was just jealous.

Su Qingdai's gaze was like a venomous snake. She leaned close to Li Beibei's ear and said, "Do you know why your mother was so weak and sickly for the past two years? Why she was so enfeebled that in the last few months of her life, she simply faded away?"

At the mention of her mother, Li Beibei's pupils suddenly dilated, as if she had been hit on the head. "It was you?"

"That's right, it was me. For the past two years, I've been serving you guys like a maid every day. I added something—a neurotoxin—to the milk your mother drank every night before she went to bed. It metabolized very quickly. So, despite the countless hospital trips, you couldn't see any signs."

Li Beibei's entire body was trembling, and her lips were bleeding from biting. "My mother treated you so well. If she hadn't taken you in when you were chased out of your house, you would have been destitute and living on the streets long ago. How could you do such a dastardly deed?"

"Your mother did treat me very well, but it's not even one-tenth of how she treated you. Besides, I just can't stand your father's deep love and devotion for your mother. Even though she was thin as a rake and delirious as she approached the end of her life, he still stayed by her side and only had eyes for her. If he had given me some love back then, I might not have done it to him."

Li Beibei felt as if someone had stabbed her in the heart. She was in so much pain that she could not breathe. "My father committed suicide…"