"Okay, now that she has hugged the thigh of the Liang family, should you get back the three percent equity in her hand?" Feng Xuehua looked at An Zhicheng's dumbfounded face with a smile, and sneered, "What's wrong?" I wonder how I know?"

Looking at the man's frowning brows, Feng Xuehua crossed his hands on his hips and sneered: "The person you forced him to sell you shares is my father's friend for many years and the son of an old-level figure in the An family. In order to get this 3% equity, you still put a lot of thought into it? It's coercion and temptation~"

The woman's ridicule finally shattered An Zhicheng's reason, his face instantly became gloomy, he stood up suddenly and walked in front of Feng Xuehua, pointed at her, and gritted his teeth and said: "I am the president of An Shi, I can let whoever I want to go, I can give the equity to whoever I want, no one can question me!" There is no one who can sway me!

"An Zhicheng, don't forget, Zimo and I have more equity than you!" Feng Xuehua raised his head and lowered his chin and said sarcastically: "Back then, if it wasn't for my father to finance you and use his connections to connect you, do you think you could start An's Group and gain a firm foothold in Xicheng?" Can you be where you are today?"

These three can burn An Zhicheng's fire to the extreme.

He slapped Feng Xuehua in the face, and scolded in his mouth: "You still mention it to me back then? Why do you think he's going to raise money from me, damn it, because I've kowtowed to him hundreds of times!

Feng Xuehua didn't expect him to make a move, she was hit by him, her whole head was groggy, she covered her face and turned around in disbelief and shouted: "You actually beat me!"

Due to the too much force, Feng Xuehua's entire face swelled almost immediately, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth

Married for decades, although they have been married many times, they never reach out, but today, he actually beat himself! Feng Xuehua couldn't believe it at all, this was An Zhicheng, who was gentle and gentlemanly to women on weekdays!

"Damn, what's wrong with beating you? After all these years, did your father beat me less?" When An Zhicheng heard this, his eyebrows were deep, and he gritted his teeth and replied to her, "The old immortal always looks down on me, and he also gave the company to an outsider, bah, Lao Tzu is not rare!"

As if to vent all the resentment that had accumulated over the years, An Zhicheng's face was gloomy, watching Feng Xuehua keep scolding, and his words became more and more vulgar and contemptuous.

After speaking, she was still angry, looking at Feng Xuehua looking at herself with hatred, and suddenly thought of her father's humiliation and various beatings and scoldings for herself.

An Zhicheng opened his blood-red eyes, with a bloodthirsty smile on the corner of his mouth, slowly pulled out his belt and walked towards her.

"What are you going to do?" Feng Xuehua suddenly had a bad premonition, she was so frightened that she even stopped breathing. Realizing what he wanted to do, he came back to his senses suddenly, shook his body and slowly moved back, and muttered in his mouth: "An Zhicheng, you can't do this, I have been with you for so many years, and I also gave birth to a daughter with you, how can you treat me like this."

"Heh, do you think it's great that you have a daughter with me? I don't care at all!" His face was hideous, his hands flicked the belt vigorously, and the sound made Feng Xuehua couldn't help but sweat coldly, and his teeth began to chatter

An Zhicheng slowly approached Feng Xuehua, and whispered with a smile: "Let me tell you the truth, I still have a daughter, that is Wanwan, the daughter that Mengling gave birth to me more than twenty years ago."

Feng Xuehua had already retreated to the corner at this moment, and looked up at him dumbfounded, she thought that he would never tell herself for the rest of his life, or when the two of them were really unable to continue living. I didn't expect him to say it now, could it be that he already had the idea that he didn't want to continue living with himself? No, it's too early, she's not ready for everything, they can't get a divorce yet!

Moreover, now is not the time to talk about this at all, the dangerous aura that emanates from this man makes her want nothing more than to escape. But the door was behind him, and he was against the wall, and there was no way to hide, and there was no way to escape.....

Seeing Feng Xuehua stunned, his face was black and white for a while, An Zhicheng suddenly felt very relieved, and there was a faint pleasurable factor in his heart jumping, he laughed, his arm was raised, the belt fell suddenly, and there was a heart-piercing pain in her arm....

"Ahh Feng Xuehua was running towards the door at that time, the man's belt was pulled towards her, and before she could make a move, the belt fell again, Feng Xuehua turned around suddenly, the whip fell on her back, whip after whip frantically whipped on herself, she only felt a heartache swept over, the whole person seemed to die, the pain, spread rapidly...

"Run, where are you going? Well? Can you run away! Ha...

"Say, will you talk back to me next time? Do you dare to make fun of me?

An Zhicheng laughed loudly while smoking, chattering endlessly.

Feng Xuehua was lying on the ground, the hardness of the belt hit her with the anger of a man, almost every time she wanted her life, she really didn't expect that An Zhicheng would beat herself. The bloody breath quickly spread in the study, and Feng Xuehua's heart slowly died until he was no longer conscious.

Feng Xuehua clenched his hands tightly, thinking that this would ease some of his consent, because he held it so tightly that his entire palm was worn out by his nails, and blood flowed down to the ground. It hurts, it really hurts, is she going to die? What about her Zimo? Her Zimo.....

Tears flowed silently, Feng Xuehua only felt that his breath was getting weaker and weaker, and his consciousness was becoming more and more scattered, when someone suddenly slammed the door open, followed by Aunt Qin's exclamation and Uncle Zhang's yell. Then she fainted in relief...

Yourself, you won't die.

When I woke up again, I was in the guest room of An's house, lying on the bed, my body was cold, and someone had obviously been drugged.

followed by Aunt Qin's Duan Yao, and looked at the hostess with a pale face, and couldn't help but redden.

Only then did Feng Xuehua know that An Zhicheng was afraid that people would find out, so he didn't send her to the hospital, but found a doctor who was familiar with him to come and treat her. But she didn't say anything, just obediently took medicine to recuperate, and then secretly moved the chess pieces she had laid down.

This marriage is divorced!

It's just that it is impossible for her to hand over An Zhicheng and his daughter, An's registered capital and follow-up turnover and various investment promotions are all found by Zimo's grandfather, and it is impossible to give An Zhicheng to Meng Wanwan!

Domestic violence, only zero and countless times!