[Vile Mad Dog x Beautiful, Dutiful Sister-in-Law]
Song Ying is an honest woman. For two years since becoming a wife, she has faithfully observed her wifely duties.
She once raised money for her husband so he could travel, and went up the mountain to gather firewood. A venomous snake bit her neck. Thanks to timely treatment, she only lost her sight in both eyes.
With no family to turn to, she could only hope her husband would pity and cherish her. When he went away on business, she stayed home to cook for him. Their life together was fairly harmonious.
One day, he said he was going out of town to discuss business. He was gone for half a year.
As a blind woman, she could only ask others to find out how her husband was doing. Everyone gave her the same answer: he had climbed into bed with a rich young woman and abandoned her.
Song Ying refused to believe it. She waited day and night for her husband to return, and at last, he came home. Her face lit up as she welcomed him inside. She knew it, her husband couldn't be so heartless.
Remembering that her husband had once said she was inexperienced and reserved, she swallowed her embarrassment and took the initiative to learn the arts of the bedchamber. That night, nestled beside the man, she said shyly, "Ying Niang wants to give you a child, my lord."
She did not notice that the strange young man lying beside her had stopped breathing, his dark eyes so ominously deep.
*
When Wen Xuxing returned home this time, his elder brother gave him only two tasks, both of which he absolutely had to carry out.
First, reclaim the deed to the old family home. Second, drive the blind woman living there out of the house.
Rain poured down as he knocked on the door, clad in a straw rain cape. A slender figure stumbled toward him and crashed into his arms.
The woman used a dry towel to wipe the raindrops from his face. Her soft body pressed against him as she murmured, "My lord, you're home. You must be tired from the journey. I've kept some hot porridge warm on the stove. Please have a little."
Wen Xuxing stared at her hollow, pitch-black eyes and froze. This was the blind wife his elder brother had called dull and boring: Song Ying.
She couldn't see, so she must have mistaken him, her younger brother-in-law, for the man who shared her pillow. She sewed his clothes, made his shoes, and eagerly served him night after night.
He could have told her the truth. Instead, he kept silent, accepting her kindness with a clear conscience and sustaining this enormous lie without a single flaw.
There was something rather entertaining about how easily this soft touch could be manipulated.
So he failed to carry out either of the two tasks his brother had given him.
*
Their days together were blissfully sweet. Song Ying could only hope her eyes would recover, so she could see the face of the man she loved again.
Her husband even took her from doctor to doctor, showing her great concern.
At last, one day, she saw the light again. When she looked at the strange man lying beside her, it was as if she'd been struck on the head. The man she'd been sharing her bed with all this time was not her husband at all, but her younger brother-in-law!
She was only a woman with no strength to fight back, and she didn't dare provoke anyone. Unable to endure the endless gossip, she chose to leave.
She had thought that if she went to Jiangnan, she could forget everything that had happened.
But late one night, Wen Xuxing knocked on her door, his eyes like a demon's as he stared obsessively at his cowering prey. "Sister-in-law, where do you think you're going? Didn't you say you wanted to give me a child?"
(Draft of blurb and inspiration written on 2025.11.21. Screenshots and other evidence have been saved.)
[Content Warnings]
1. The heroine is not a virgin, but the hero is. The heroine's husband had already written divorce papers, so she and the hero are not related when their romantic relationship develops.
2. The hero is a mad dog, and the story includes forced possession and abuse of the heroine. She is an honest woman who will resist, but she will not go so far as to turn the tables on the hero. Extremely melodramatic!
Theme: This flower does not compete with the rest