Wife-loving addiction: Jane's strong lock of marriage

Chapter 472 Lifting a rock and shooting yourself in the foot (2)

Zhang Chunru still wanted to howl, but Meng Haobo covered his mouth.

"Don't you think it's embarrassing enough?" Meng Haobo covered her mouth and gave her a hard look, "What's the matter, we'll talk about it after seeing off the guests!"

Zhang Chunru and Meng Haobo have a good relationship, but once Zhang Haobo gets angry, she is still very afraid of Zhang Haobo.

The fear of Zhang Haobo's habits made her swallow the wailing that almost blurted out, and she could only look at Zhang Haobo with eyes full of tears, desperately and pleadingly.

Zhang Haobo glared at her again, and said in a low voice, "I will save him. Is he just your son? You go back to your room first, and don't embarrass yourself here anymore!"

After finishing speaking, he threw Zhang Chunru to the maids who served her, put on a smiling face, and went to entertain the guests.

Amidst his smiling face, the guests dispersed, and in the courtyard surrounded by flowers and shadows, the old silence was restored.

Jian Shichu, Ye Qingci and Shen Qianyu all returned to the banquet hall.

Anyway, today is Mrs. Meng's [-]th birthday. Leaving the banquet halfway is disrespectful to the host's family. For Meng Suizhou's sake, he has to wait until the banquet is over before going back.

For the next time, everyone pretended that nothing happened, but after all, the atmosphere was different.

After all the food was served with great difficulty, after everyone had eaten, the guests left one after another.

Everyone in Jian Shichu waited until all the guests left before leaving.

Meng Suizhou watched them leave and returned to the villa. Just as he stepped into the living room, something flew in his face and hit his feet, falling to pieces and splashing debris all over the floor.

"You still have the face to come back?" Meng Haobo yelled at Meng Suizhou.

Meng Suizhou glanced at the debris under his feet, raised his legs and stepped over, walked not far from Meng Haobo, stopped, called his father, and asked quietly: "It's not me who is shameful, why don't I dare to come back? "

"You bastard!" Meng Haobo rushed over fiercely, raised his hand and slapped Meng Suizhou on the face, "Even if there is anything wrong with Xiaoxiao, he is your biological brother, how can you just watch him being killed?" The police took him away, not only did they not plead for him, but they also fanned the flames?"

"Fantasy?" Meng Suizhou repeated in surprise, and slowly turned his gaze to Zhang Chunru who was sitting on the sofa, "Mom, did you tell Dad like this? Did I not intercede with Xiaoxiao? Did I fan the flames?"

"That's right, I saw it with my own eyes!" Zhang Chunru's eyes were red and swollen from crying, and he glared at Meng Suizhou angrily and said, "You bastard! You are afraid that Xiaoxiao will compete with you for the Meng family's property, and you deliberately teamed up with Jian Shichu to frame Meng Suizhou." My Xiaoxiao, you are a wolf-hearted beast without any humanity."

Meng Suizhou widened his eyes to the maximum, looking at the woman he should call his mother in disbelief.

Is he really this woman's biological son?

Got it wrong?

How can a mother slander her own daughter like this?
He turned his eyes to Meng Haobo in disbelief, and said with difficulty: "Dad, am I really your and mother's biological son?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Meng Haobo's face was ashen, and he slapped Meng Suizhou's face fiercely, "I'm not dead yet, do you think you don't even want to recognize your parents? Kneel down! "

Meng Suizhou's jaw tightened, his thin lips faded to the color of water, his legs were so exhausted that he could barely support his body, he bent his knees, and knelt at Meng Haobo's feet.

"Go, bring family law!" Meng Haobo roared at the housekeeper.

"master……"

The butler wanted to persuade him, but Meng Haobo yelled, "Hurry up! I'm not dead yet, do you want to rebel?"

The butler didn't dare to speak any more, and came back with family law.

Meng Haobo took the two-finger thick ebony stick, raised it high, and dropped it heavily, hitting Meng Suizhou's back hard.

Meng Suizhou shook his body, snorted, and swallowed the scream that almost came out of his mouth.

Meng Haobo was furious, as if he was not beating his own son, but an enemy who killed his father and mother, and he was merciless in his attack.

One stick after another beat Meng Suizhou's body shaking, his throat was so sweet that he couldn't kneel down and fell to the ground.

Meng Haobo still refused to give up, the wooden stick hit Meng Suizhou facelessly with the sound of howling wind.

The butler wanted to persuade him, but seeing Meng Haobo's continuous anger, it was probably useless to persuade him, so he took a peek around and backed away quietly, intending to go to the backyard to call old Mrs. Meng.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he moved his feet, Zhang Chunru glared at him, "Stand there honestly! Whoever dares to go out and say a word, I will discount his dog legs!"

The official trembled in fright and stood where he was, not daring to move.

But in my heart I can't stop complaining... Is this my real parents?

If you strike so hard, you won't beat the young master to death, right?
The butler was worried, when there was a sudden noise in the yard.

But in the blink of an eye, the sound got closer and closer, the door of the living room was kicked open with a "bang", and more than a dozen people rushed into the room one after another.

The one rushing to the front was Jing Shun. Seeing Meng Suizhou huddled motionless on the ground covered in blood, his eyes immediately turned red.

Han Shaobing, Shen Qianfan, Shangguanying, and Yi Hui who were following him saw the scene in front of them, and the originally handsome young master Zhuoshijia had turned into a raging madman.

Jian Shichu was the last to walk in. He glanced at Meng Suizhou, who was lying on the ground with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were as cold as a knife's blade, and his thin lips parted slightly, before slowly uttering a word: "Smash!"

As soon as the words fell, a dozen or so well-dressed young masters turned into thugs who robbed homes and houses in seconds, copying guys at random, and smashing whatever they saw.

None of them had ordinary identities, and each of them had three or five bodyguards with him when he went out.

Originally, this kind of thing should be done by the bodyguard.

But at this moment, they were all so angry that they didn't want to smash something to vent their anger, for fear of something wrong.

So none of them called the bodyguards to come in, and they did it themselves, smashing it indiscriminately.

But in a short while, the originally elegant, luxurious and magnificent Meng family living room turned into a messy garbage dump.

Meng Haobo saw his antique calligraphy and paintings, mahogany furniture, smashed to pieces, and almost fainted in distress. He pointed at Jian Shichu's nose, and his face turned blue with anger: "Jian Shichu! What are you doing?" Meaning? How dare you..."

"Why don't I dare?" Jian Shichu looked at him sarcastically, with a cold arc drawn on the corners of her beautiful lips, "If it wasn't for the sake of you being Suizhou's father, I would dare to smash you , smashing a few things is nothing?"

Meng Haobo pointed at Jian Shichu with trembling fingers, his lips trembled, unable to utter a word.

(End of this chapter)