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Chapter 241 Domestic Violence

The sound of smashing still didn't stop.

Jiang Nanshu wore a long-sleeved nightgown and walked to the door of the villa next door. It was still a bit cold in the evening wind.

At this time, the gate of the manor of the villa next door was open, and a black luxury car with its door opened and its headlights on was parked outside.

There was no one inside or outside the car, so Jiang Nanshu entered without any obstruction.

"Woo woo, no, I want my mother, I don't want to leave, woo woo." The child cried loudly.

A bodyguard in black was holding him, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free.

Because they were distracted, they bumped into Jiang Nanshu.

Jiang Nanshu stepped back with one foot to stop his knocked figure.

The bodyguard was shocked and almost died of fright.

How could someone be in this villa at this time?

He looked up and saw a girl.

Wearing a white nightgown, her seaweed-like slightly curly black hair was spread around her waist. The incandescent street lamp on the roadside made her face so white that it glowed. There was no expression on her face, and her dark almond-shaped eyes were full of irritation.

I wanted to scold him, but when I caught a glimpse of the big wrench in her hand, my heart dropped instantly.

"Who are you? Do you know that it is illegal to break into a private house? Get out of here."

Jiang Nanshu's crow-feather eyelashes trembled slightly, and he raised his eyes to look intently at the bodyguard in black and the forgotten crying child in his hands.

The child broke away from the bodyguard and hugged Jiang Nanshu's thigh, crying sadly: "Ooooooo, little aunt, they bully me, beat them."

This child is Shang Xu.

His eyes were swollen from crying.

There was also a very red slap mark on his face, which looked pitiful.

Jiang Nanshu blinked his eyelashes: "Preface?"

It turns out that the villa next door belongs to Shang Xu's family.

Shang Xu seemed to have found a supporter. He looked at the bodyguard in black with grape eyes and said in a milky voice: "Bad guy, I don't want to go with you."

The bodyguard in black wanted to arrest Shang Xu in desperation: "Young Master, staying here will only cause trouble. Just listen to Mr. Shang. He is your father and will not harm you."

"And you, please get out immediately, otherwise I will have to use violence." After the bodyguard finished threatening.

Jiang Nanshu snorted lightly, stretched out his hand to grab the bodyguard who was about to drag him, gave him a neat over-the-shoulder throw, and kicked the bodyguard on the shoulder. There was only a "click" sound, and his bones were dislocated.

The bodyguard was knocked down before he could even resist.

The pain caused cold sweat to flow from his forehead.

The sound of smashing in the villa continued, and the woman's cry gradually became weaker.

Shang Xu clutched Jiang Nanshu's skirt tightly with his little hands, and couldn't help but start sobbing again: "Mom, I want mom... wuwu, mom, dad is bad, he hits mom, I hate him."

He was wiping tears on the back of his hand and looked sad.

Jiang Nanshu lowered his eyes and looked at him.

A four-year-old child has the emotion of hatred on his face. Logically speaking, children like this living in wealthy families should live happily.

Why is it as miserable as when she was a child?

"It's noisy."

Hearing Jiang Nanshu's voice, Shang Xu bit his lip helplessly and tried his best to stop crying. He looked at her carefully with his eyes red from crying. For fear that he would annoy Jiang Nanshu, he covered his mouth with his two small hands and cried. Hiccup: "Xuxu is not noisy, little aunt, don't hate Xuxu."

She was talking about the inside.

It was so noisy that she couldn't sleep at night and was upset.

Some not so good memories surfaced.

She hated domestic violence and hated the pain of fists and feet falling on her body.

From the time she can remember until she was eight years old.

She lives in this environment. Not having enough food and clothing, not being warm, and having to be treated like a cow or a horse, if you don't do well, your fists will fall on you.

She touched Shang Xu's head and went in holding the wrench.

Fearing that he would be taken away, Shang Xu trotted behind Jiang Nanshu.

The door was open and the living room was in a mess.

Jiang Nanshu took his time and videotaped the scene first, and then fixed it on Lu Junqin, who was beaten up and bruised by the handrail of the stairs.

There was a hole in her forehead, and blood flowed over half of her face. Her face was gray and white, and she looked like she was about to die.

The violent man was so angry that he didn't notice Lu Junqin's condition.

Jiang Nanshu turned off the screen recording, handed the phone to Shang Xu, and said in a gentler voice: "Hold it for me, go hide in the small room, don't peek, I want to talk to your father about something."

Shang Xu nodded obediently and said in a low voice: "Yeah, Xu Xu promises not to peek, little aunt, I want to be with my mother."

"Okay, I'll bring your mother out."

Shang Xu was satisfied and hid in the small room with satisfaction. He also covered his ears so as not to eavesdrop on the adults' conversation. He counted the numbers silently in his heart and waited for Jiang Nanshu to call him.

Shang Chi stretched out his hand to pull his tie, his shirt was messy, and he cursed: "I am doing it for Shang Xu's good, but you woman dare to stop me. My aunt just wants to train him to be a talented person. He will be the heir of Shang Xu in the future, so it is not strict." One point, the business will be ruined sooner or later, you vicious woman, if you dare to refute what my aunt said, I will beat you bitch to death."

Tears overflowed from the corners of Lu Junqin's eyes. She really wanted to commit suicide, but it was better than living in this hell.

But when she closed her eyes, she saw Shang Xu's soft smiling face. If she died, what would happen to her son?

This thought supported her. If she divorced Shang Chi, Shang Xu would live in hell. Her child was still so young, but he still had such a long future.

Lu Qingyan's incident spread among a small group of the Lu family.

She still remembered that Lu Qingyan was very thin when he was taken back to his old house. His beautiful black eyes were silent. Unlike other children, he had no energy.

This is the talent produced by the so-called closed higher education.

Lu Qingyan was able to walk out of those ten years calmly.

But what about her sequence?

Will he have as much willpower as Lu Qingyan?

Will he not have a nervous breakdown in a dark prison?

Lu Junqin didn't dare to think about it.

She could only endure it and find an opportunity to send Shang Xu away from this man-eating merchant.

The pain in her body made her numb, and she seemed to be dying.

"boom."

The sound of an object falling to the ground startled Shang Chi, who was about to hit the vase on the back of Lu Junqin's head.

He looked at the source of the sound in shock. What fell to the ground was the monitor in the villa.

The initiator was a girl who looked to be in her late teens.

She held a wrench in her hand and knocked the surveillance camera in the villa to the ground in a few strokes.

But Shang Chi wanted to say that the surveillance was turned off long before he committed violence, and he didn't want to be exposed.

He stared at Jiang Nanshu angrily: "Who are you?"

Jiang Nanshu approached him and didn't answer him. Instead, he slapped him first, knocking a big man from Shangchi over and causing him to sit on the stairs.

Looking at him condescendingly: "Your domestic violence disturbed my sleep. Also, you only know how to beat women and children. What kind of man are you?"

When had Shang Chi been treated like this?

He stood up and was about to fight back: "Are you looking for death? What does it have to do with me teaching my own woman a lesson?"

Jiang Nanshu frowned: "I told you, you are disturbing me."

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