My Wife is a Psychic

212 If We Can’t Be Husband and Wife, Then We’ll Be Sisters

“After that, mother finally attracted father’s attention, and he even cut off all contact with those women outside for mother. However, my grandfather did not believe that a prodigal son could turn back. In order to show his sincerity, father knelt outside the door for three days and three nights, but my grandfather still did not relent. After that, my mother felt sorry for my father, so she broke up with the Xue family and married into the Zhao family alone. My maternal grandmother was so angry with my mother that she fell ill and was bedridden for many years. Even when mother died, she did not contact the Xue family.” Although Zhao Yingying’s tone was light as she talked about the past, her heart ached a little. In fact, her mother had long regretted it. After giving birth to her elder brother, her father had returned to his true nature and had been fooling around outside.

Her mother regretted it, but she could not put down her pride and go back to the Xue family to apologize. She had paid too high a price to marry Zhao Hongwei, and she could not turn back. When she wanted to go back, she was so sick that she could not get out of bed. She did not know how to apologize to her parents. Before she could come up with a way to apologize, she was angered to death by Xiao Meili.

“Eldest sister-in-law, why do you think a person like my father has so many women? They’re willing to bear his children, willing to stay in this cage-like house for him, willing to endure loneliness for the rest of their lives to share the same man with other women?” After a long time, Zhao Yingying asked, “So many people are dead set on my father and are completely unmoved by the temptations of the outside world. If it were other women, I’m afraid my father would have long been cuckolded. Perhaps the children in this residence are not even his own. How can these women love my father so deeply and not think about themselves?”

“That might not be the case.” Jiang Xi muttered to herself. Zhao Hongwei was still a cuckold.

“Let’s not talk about anything else. Xiao Meili, for example, spent so much effort to anger my mother to death and became the mistress of the Zhao family, but she didn’t expect to live like this. I’m afraid she didn’t expect it herself, did she? ” Zhao Yingying’s tone was somewhat mocking.

Jiang Xi did not say anything. She only offered incense to Madam Xue. She had a gentle face and a weak personality. The bravest thing she had ever done in her life was to marry Zhao Hongwei, the playboy. It was hard to say that Xiao Meili, who had caused the death of Madam Xue, was truly sincere toward Zhao Hongwei.

“Your mother’s personality is indeed a little soft. If she had more confidence, she wouldn’t have come to this point. I have a friend who was blind and married a scumbag. That man hooked up with her best friend. She slept in her bed, slept with her man, and even spent her money and beat her child … Can you guess what my friend did in the end?” Jiang Xi crossed her arms.

Zhao Yingying blinked her eyes. Did her sister-in-law have a friend in such a tragic situation? Her situation was somewhat similar to her mother’s, so she asked, “What?”

“That friend of mine looked through all the ancient records, consulted countless doctors, and experimented countless times before she invented a medicine. She put some in her husband’s food every day, and in less than three years, her husband changed. His thick hair became soft, his eyelashes became thick, his beard degenerated and stopped growing, the lines on his face became soft, his Adam’s apple slowly disappeared, his wide and flat chest began to develop, and the thing between his legs also began to shrink.” Every word made Zhao Yingying’s eyes widen as if she had opened the door to a new world.

Jiang Xi smiled. “My friend once told her husband that if we can’t be husband and wife in this life, we should be good sisters who love each other. Later, the news reported that a certain man’s estrogen levels soared, highlighting his femininity, but his wife did not leave him, and she could be considered a role model for women in the world.”

Zhao Yingying took a deep breath. She admired that woman to the extreme. “Sister-in-law, where is your friend? I want to be her disciple. She’s so powerful!” Zhao Yingying’s face was red, and her small hands were clenched tightly. Her eyes were shining.

“Why are you looking for her? Everyone has their own destiny. The path you take is different from hers. It’s just like how some people enter prison like it’s their home. When they’re happy, they’ll play cards with their cellmates in prison. When they’re unhappy, they’ll blow up the prison and cause trouble, but the guards can’t catch them no matter what because they’re always keen on all kinds of messy inventions.” Jiang Xi said with a smile, “I have a friend. She’s a girl, but she’s always eager to dominate the world. She’s always thinking about leading people to rebel. She’s here, but I don’t know where she went some time ago. There’s also a delusional patient…”