Chapter 1: My Mother Remarried, and I Caught My Stepfather Fucking Her

Yun Mujin's mother had remarried. Her new husband was the owner of a logistics company. Today was their wedding day, and because it was a second marriage, they kept things simple. They only invited family, relatives, and a few close friends, and held a modest banquet with a handful of tables.

Today was the day Yun Mujin's mother, Zhao Li, hosted the wedding feast, yet as her daughter she did not show up. Instead, she stayed in an old house. That was the home Yun Mujin's father had lived in when he was still alive. After he died, Zhao Li took her daughter and moved into the city. Whenever Yun Mujin felt wronged, upset, or missed her father, she would come back here alone, back to this empty old house.

The girl in the white long dress was delicate and beautiful, like a fairy. She sat on her father's bed, holding a photo frame in her hands. It was a picture of her and her father from when he was alive. In the photo, the little girl was smiling brightly. The man holding her looked gentle and handsome, the kind of man whose temper and character were both mild at a glance.

Tears dripped down onto the photograph, each drop landing one after another. They were Yun Mujin's tears. Her eyes were red, and her lashes were wet. Her voice broke as she spoke to the man in the photo. "Dad, Mujin misses you so much. I miss you so much. Today is Zhao Li's wedding day. That shameless woman really has no shame at all. After killing you, she went on living it up around other men every single day, carefree and happy, with not a trace of guilt. Why should a wretched woman like her get to have happiness? It was so unfair to you, Dad. You even lost your young life for her. Don't worry, Dad. Your daughter won't let Zhao Li live so comfortably anymore. I'm going to avenge you. I'm going to make Zhao Li lose everything and spend her whole life atoning to you."

Yun Mujin's tears fell onto the frame. On that exquisite, beautiful face, there was not only longing for her father, but also a flash of ruthlessness and hatred between her brows. She pressed the frame to her chest and cried out loud in that house full of beautiful memories of her father.

That night, Yun Mujin returned to the big house she shared with Zhao Li's new husband. Zhao Li's husband was the owner of a logistics company. Zhao Li had once brought Yun Mujin to meet the man. In Yun Mujin's memory, he was tall and imposing. He could not be called especially handsome, but he had the aura of a mature man. His face was stern, and the eyes he used to look at people with were cold. At first glance, he was not someone easy to get close to.

Zhao Li humbly poured tea for him and served him water, as if she were only one step away from kneeling down to lick his toes. Yun Mujin only felt that Zhao Li had sunk to a new level of cheapness. At that meal, she did not even eat before leaving the restaurant under Zhao Li's anxious, resentful gaze.

Yun Mujin pulled herself back from her thoughts. The house was quiet. She was a little tired today and wanted to go back to her room early to rest. When she climbed the stairs to the second floor, she heard movement from the room opposite hers. Yun Mujin's expression darkened, and she walked toward the room where the noise was coming from.

It was Zhao Li and Lu Yao's room. When Yun Mujin reached the door, she saw it was not fully shut. Through the narrow crack, she could see what was happening inside the bedroom.

On a bride's wedding night, of course they were doing what a man and a woman should do. Besides, Zhao Li was just a shameless whore, and she was expert at seducing men. Yun Mujin saw Zhao Li's body, still fairly well maintained despite being over forty, now bent over with her oversized ass thrust high in the air, moaning wantonly. Lu Yao had stripped off his clothes, revealing a powerful, burly frame. Most of all, that dark, thick cock was driving in and out of Zhao Li's already darkened pussy in rapid, relentless strokes. The posture made them look like a stray stud mounting a bitch by the roadside, filthy and obscene beyond belief.

Watching the two of them fuck with such excitement in the bedroom, Yun Mujin's lips curved into a cold sneer. Her gaze, full of hatred, fixed on the pair inside the room. Then she turned and left, going back to her own room.