Gloating was unavoidable, but Ruth was especially delighted, saying, "That’s how it should be. Damn it, when parents sink to this level, they’re worse than pigs and dogs. He deserves it."

"Drink it! No guts, huh? Go die!"

With the hysterical shouting, Old Peter raised the pesticide and drank.

He gulped down a big mouthful, his expression turning very ugly, and he shouted angrily, "Fine, fine, fine, I’ll die right in front of you. You forced your own father to kill himself, let’s see how you ever show your face again."

"Let us go..."

"Quick, call 120..."

The two officers were startled. If something went wrong while they were on scene, they would bear the responsibility.

But Pete held them back firmly. Seeing that the property management staff were also frightened and about to call, he kicked the telephone aside with one swift motion.

"Don’t..."

Pete said hoarsely. By now, everyone could see that the young man had lost his mind, and no one dared to stop him.

The two officers assessed the situation and realized that the younger man was clearly more dangerous than the older one, especially since he was so strong.

Facing his father’s smug smile, Pete panted heavily and walked forward.

Old Peter smiled, both smug and twisted, "You little bastard, kneel down and kowtow to me to apologize, or even if the ambulance comes, I won’t get on it. You forced your own father to die, let’s see how you live with that."

"The same old routine, huh? Do you really think I’d be unhappy if you died?"

"You old stupid idiot, you’re so full of yourself..."

Pete suddenly snatched the pesticide bottle from his hand, his smile growing even more, "If you don’t die, I don’t know how I’m supposed to keep living."

"Starting six years ago, I’ve been thinking about one question..."

"Every time you threaten me, would that stuff in the pesticide bottle actually kill someone?"

"If it’s real, I should have let you die a long time ago. That was the biggest mistake of my entire life..."

"Sometimes I wonder, a piece of garbage like you who only knows how to cause trouble and then folds the moment he meets someone tough, do you really have the guts to kill yourself?"

"You, you, you..."

Under everyone’s stunned gaze, Pete suddenly raised the pesticide bottle and guzzled it down.

He drank it in big, greedy gulps until it was empty, then tossed it casually aside.

Feeling humiliated that his son had shown him up, Old Peter cursed in a fit of rage.

"You little bastard, you really want your father dead that badly, don’t you?"

"Yes."

The answer was resolute and firm, without a moment’s hesitation. It was probably the most decisive and final response Pete had ever given his father in his entire life.

Old Peter was stunned. This son of his felt like a stranger. After using the threat of suicide so many times, this was probably the first time he had ever received such an answer.

"Damn it, you gutless piece of trash, you have the nerve to call yourself my father... Now I know why my mother never wanted you."

Pete was so emotionally overwrought that he had lost all control.

He suddenly lunged forward and tackled his father, his fists pounding directly into the old man’s face, punching and cursing, though the scene was so chaotic that no one could make out the words clearly.

In the end, both father and son were taken away by the police. What a spectacular scene it was.

"Hey, Luis, things have gotten messy. But with a father-son fight like that, that kid will be fine. I sent someone over to ask about it."

"As for your car, that old bastard is definitely looking at criminal detention."

"That kid seems to have made up his mind. His girlfriend came over to pay for the things he broke here..."

Minda was socially adept. When she answered the phone, Luis addressed her as Manager Yang, so she didn’t dare call him "dear" and instead used his name while giving him the general rundown.

Pete had indeed gone mad, venting all the grievances from so many years, but it wasn’t as if he had acted impulsively without thinking.

His boss had given him a heads-up and called people from the auto repair shop, who had already taken the scratched car away for repairs.

He had arranged the money in advance, and also had his girlfriend come over to compensate the property management office. As a matter of course, his father-in-law also showed up.

After hearing the whole story, his father-in-law was particularly impressed and had already taken a lawyer to the police station.

You could say his thinking was extremely meticulous; even when throwing a fit, he still managed to organize everything in an orderly fashion. For this reason alone, it was quite admirable.

"Mm, don’t make things hard for him. Try to help him out where you can."

After hanging up the phone, Luis gently lowered his head and kissed his beautiful mother-in-law, saying softly, "Mom, I did exactly as you said. I took care of that old bastard, but I won’t make things difficult for the younger one."

By now, their clothes were scattered all over the floor. Her voluptuous, enchanting body was panting heavily on the bed, her full, massive breasts rising and falling with each breath, becoming a reluctant plaything in her son-in-law’s hands.

This was happening on her daughter’s wedding bed, with the newly taken wedding photo hanging at the headboard.

The feeling was both wicked and wonderfully exquisite. Under her son-in-law’s teasing and cunnilingus, Ruth’s first climax wasn’t explosive, yet it was exceptionally ecstatic. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

"Darling son-in-law..."

Ruth gasped for air, kissing her son-in-law while groping his strong, muscular body. Her eyes were already clouded over with a mist of surrender.

"Ding... Enchantingly Voluptuous Beautiful Mother-in-Law: Favorability Meter 98.?%!!"

This update made Luis so frustrated he could grind his teeth. He had been so diligent and devoted in serving his mother-in-law all this time.

At this moment, she was clearly completely lost in a haze of passion. Sex aside, she was even willing to agree to the absurd request of persuading her own sister to serve her son-in-law together with her.

At this point, trying to go for his mother-in-law’s asshole was no longer a difficult task, so why was this favorability meter stuck below 99%?

Before, if the favorability meter couldn’t be reached, he could let it slide; it had been stuck at a value of 98%.

But now, a decimal point had appeared after it, along with a question mark. What the hell...

After cuddling for a while, playing with his mother-in-law’s full, massive breasts, Luis kissed her as he slowly entered her.

The afternoon stretched on, and the tender lovemaking lasted a full hour. She lost count of how many times she climaxed in waves.

Being in her daughter’s room clearly brought her an immense thrill. Various lewd and obscene positions were unlocked one after another, filling the spaces between lust with lingering tenderness.

She had clearly climaxed too violently, passing out from the sheer pleasure, her bones feeling as soft as putty, unable to move a single finger.

When she woke up again, she was still in her son-in-law’s strong embrace. It felt so comfortable that she didn’t want to leave for a single moment.

"Son-in-law, you haven’t cum yet..."

As soon as her consciousness returned, the mature mother-in-law’s first act was to take her son-in-law’s cock in her small hand and start stroking it, the shaft coated entirely with her love juices.

She felt a bit ashamed, wondering if she was really that weak. She had climaxed so many times making love to her son-in-law that she passed out.

It was true that her son-in-law was amazing, but that didn’t mean she had to be such a lightweight. There was no way she could know about the genetic modification. All she knew was that her son-in-law was incredibly intense. How could she feel comfortable letting her pregnant second daughter sleep with him like this?

No wonder they all said it was okay if he didn’t cum. Their pregnant daughter really couldn’t satisfy him. She was probably used to it by now.

"Mom, it’s fine!"

Luis enjoyed her service gently, continuing to fondle his mother-in-law’s voluptuous body. After thinking for a moment, he tentatively said:

"Mom, I’ve seen that little wife of his. She has no womanly charm whatsoever. She can’t compare to you at all."

"I’m just baffled. How could Dad have chosen her..."

At these words, his mother-in-law’s expression, which had been completely lost in passion, instantly changed. A hint of disdain and revulsion appeared, along with a touch of anger and an uncontrollable fury.

"She’s just pure trash. We were all poor when we got married. Your father wasn’t much, and my family wasn’t either..."

"She claims she’s a refined lady from a good family with her parents’ support... Sure, her family background as a civil servant is pretty good, but so what..."

"Does that give her the right to break up another family...?"

"She even says being a mistress is just for love, that she’s willing to pay her own way. How utterly pathetic..."