Chapter 8: Clash of Masters
The ancestral house of the Xu family is brightly lit.
The house of Wujin, with an ancient architectural style, is located in the suburbs of Chongcheng, behind the Chunshan villa area.
The word Xu Fu, which used to hang on the gate, has now been replaced by Zhou Fu.
The gold-edged plaque was so dazzling in Xu Yaozhong's eyes.
"Xu Yaozhong, what are you doing?"
The bodyguards blocked Xu Yaozhong's way.
"I ...... I'm looking for Zhou Yuqiong. β
Xu Yaozhong gritted his teeth and said, "Can you report it?" β
But he has no right to enter his own home, and he needs the consent of others to do it, and the grief and indignation in his heart cannot be described in words.
"Wait."
After the bodyguard left, Xu Yaozhong clenched his fists tightly, and his palms were full of sweat.
He was both angry and worried.
What should Zhou Yuqiong do if he doesn't want to see him?
If he could, Xu Yaozhong would never want to see this woman again for the rest of his life.
The huge Xu family was hollowed out by her unconsciously.
All the properties belonging to the Xu family were transferred to her own name.
By the time Xu Yaozhong came to his senses, he had already been swept out of the house.
On that day, the blow to Xu Yaozhong was no easier than when his original wife died in a car accident.
He hated himself for having no eyes, hated himself for luring the wolf into the house, hated himself for ruining the Xu family's family business, and couldn't wait to jump off the Yangtze River Bridge.
If it weren't for the fact that he still has a daughter, maybe Xu Yaozhong would really go very simply.
At this moment, the past was like a movie, and scenes appeared in front of Xu Yaozhong's eyes, he was immersed in grief, and his eyes were in a trance.
"Hey!"
Xu Yaozhong felt that he had been pushed, his figure staggered back two steps, and after stabilizing his body, he saw the bodyguard who had stopped him standing in front of him, and his face was impatient: "What are you stunned?" Do you still want to see Mr. Zhou? Follow me. β
"Yes, thank you...... Thank you ......."
Xu Yaozhong reluctantly followed behind the bodyguard, walked through the courtyard, and entered the house.
In the living room, the light is soft, and on the soft mahogany sofa, a woman in her thirties wearing a yarn nightdress lies lazily.
She is very beautiful, well-maintained, and the mature charm of her thirties is perfectly presented on her graceful body, which makes people itch to lie down like this.
This woman is Zhou Yuqiong.
Xu Yaozhong's former second wife.
"I thought you would never see me again in your life."
Zhou Yuqiong looked at Xu Yaozhong's embarrassed appearance, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
"I ......"
Zhou Yuqiong raised her hand covered with red nail polish, covered her red lips and yawned, and said, "I know why you came, you want me to save your daughter?" β
Xu Yaozhong took a deep breath and said, "Yuqiong." β
"Shut up!"
Zhou Yuqiong suddenly shouted: "What qualifications do you have to call me that?" Call me Mr. Zhou! β
Xu Yaozhong's whole body trembled slightly.
The woman in front of her used to smile at him so gently, calling him her middle brother and calling herself Sister Qiong, so seriously that she would be with him for the rest of her life, forever, take good care of him, and take care of his children.
"Mr. Zhou."
Xu Yaozhong gritted his teeth and said, "My son is back." β
Zhou Yuqiong raised her eyebrows: "Oh? Xu Nan is back? So what? Can you kick me out? β
"It's not...... I...... He offended Liu Sanzhong, I beg you, save my son and daughter, can you ......"
"Xu Yaozhong, are you stupid?"
Zhou Yuqiong interrupted Xu Yaozhong's words again and giggled: "I didn't expect you to be so naΓ―ve?" Why should I help you? Why save your sons and daughters? β
"We ......"
Xu Yaozhong said bitterly: "We used to be husband and wife, and we are husband and wife for a hundred days!" With the identity of your Zhou family, as long as you are willing to come forward, Liu Sanzhong will definitely give you this face. β
"Hahaha......"
Zhou Yuqiong laughed out loud, laughing so much that her tears were about to flow out.
Sitting up, Zhou Yuqiong said jokingly: "You're right, as long as I'm willing to speak, Liu Sanzhong will definitely give me this face, but will I stand up for you?" What are you thinking? One day husband and wife, do you want to laugh at me? β
Xu Yaozhong was weak, he felt like a clown.
yes, how could this woman help herself?
I must be crazy to run away and humiliate myself!
"But ......"
Zhou Yuqiong spoke again: "You kneel down and beg me, I'll think about it." β
Thump!
Xu Yaozhong didn't even think about it, and knelt down directly.
He has nothing left, only a pair of children, his daughter is seriously injured and dying, and his son has offended Liu Sanchong again, no one can save him, he will definitely die!
What dignity, what shame, all can be discarded!
Zhou Yuqiong saw Xu Yaozhong kneeling so directly, the disdain in her eyes became even stronger, mixed with a touch of disgust.
She stretched out her finger and hooked it: "Crawl here." β
Xu Yaozhong obediently leaned over and crawled over step by step.
Zhou Yuqiong stretched out a foot, patted Xu Yaozhong's face lightly, and said with a smile: "Xu Yaozhong, you look like a dog now." β
"I ...... I'm a dog, Mr. Zhou, please, save my son and daughter......"
Zhou Yuqiong kicked Xu Yaozhong in the face, retracted her foot, stood up, looked down at Xu Yaozhong from above, and said: "Don't be delusional, I originally wanted to tease you, but you are like this, which makes me feel very boring, oh, by the way, I can tell you a secret." β
Xu Yaozhong lowered his head, trembling all over, and his whole person was desperate to the extreme.
I only heard Zhou Yuqiong say: "Zitong's death back then actually didn't have much to do with you. β
The Zitong in her mouth is Xu Yaozhong's original wife, Xu Nan and Xu Bei's biological mother.
"Everyone, including yourself, thought that you were drunk driving, which led to the car accident and killed Zitong, but it's not me."
Zhou Yuqiong pointed to herself: "I arranged that truck." β
"What?"
Xu Yaozhong raised his head violently, his eyes splitting.
Zhou Yuqiong said with a smile: "Zitong is not dead, how can I marry you?" If I don't marry you, how can I rob your Xu family's property? Right? β
"You!"
Xu Yaozhong was too excited and coughed violently.
In his eyes, Zhou Yuqiong's face with a good smile was as ugly as the devil, which made people's scalp tingle.
"I've been buried this secret in my heart for too long, I really want to find someone to tell it, think about it, or tell you the most appropriate."
Zhou Yuqiong said to herself: "What happened to Xu Nan six years ago was also me, I drugged Xu Nan and the daughter of the Qin family, and I also asked people to report to the police, I originally had a backhand, but I didn't expect Xu Nan to escape, but it's okay to escape, the identity of a fugitive is enough for him to carry it for a lifetime." β
"In this way, the only heir of the Xu family is gone, I marry you, and my son is the heir of the Xu family. You like my son, don't you? β
"Devil! Zhou Yuqiong, you devil! **οΌ I'll kill you! β
Xu Yaozhong's facial features were distorted, and he rushed towards Zhou Yuqiong fiercely.
But someone was faster than him, and a bodyguard rushed quickly and kicked Xu Yaozhong in the chest, kicking him to the ground.
The severe pain hit and Xu Yaozhong's breathing almost stopped.
"Why did Xu Bei have an accident? Or me. β
Zhou Yuqiong was indifferent, and pointed at herself: "It's strange that she has been secretly investigating the cause of Zitong's death, and the little girl has really found clues, which makes it difficult for me to do it, so I can only find a way to borrow Liu Xuan's hand to clean her up." You say, how can I help you save Xu Bei? β
"Also, Liu Xuan and my son are very affectionate, I want to marry my son in the future, Liu Sanchong is my in-laws, your waste son actually dares to come back, and dare to offend Liu Sanzhong, it's just self-defeating, I wish he died, and save him? Xu Yaozhong, you are so naΓ―ve and pitiful! β