91. Domestic violence and scumbag husband, pregnant wife is very tough
When Qiao An heard Wei Xin and Li Zecheng quarreling, she was secretly shuddering. Her counter-intentional plan was really good.
Wei Xiaosan finally tasted the feeling of being betrayed.
She shamelessly went to her original wife's house to make mischief. No matter how much Li Zecheng doted on her, he couldn't let her lose her sense of proportion.
After all, he is a person with status.
When Li Zecheng entered the room, his face was filled with guilt.
"Wei Xin, what did I tell you?" he asked tentatively.
I'm afraid that idiot Wei Xin will accidentally expose their secret communication and give Qiao An an excuse to use it.
Qiao An said calmly: "She complained that you didn't know how to show mercy to women. I thought she was quite pitiful, so I kindly comforted her with a few words."
"Will you kindly comfort her?" Li Zecheng knew that Qiao An had always hated Wei Xin and expressed doubts about her kindness.
Qiao An glanced at him sideways and said leisurely: "I was raped by the mistress, and she was raped by the mistress. Two women with a lawn on their heads will naturally have a lot of topics in common."
Li Zecheng gritted his teeth, "I didn't cheat tonight."
The implication is that he did not betray Wei Xin.
Qiao An curled her lips, of course she knew that this guy didn't cheat tonight. That only meant that he was loyal to Wei Xin, but it didn't mean that he was loyal to her.
"Haha." Qiao An laughed.
It's like the voice of despair coming from the ancient well.
"What are you laughing at?"
"Li Zecheng, do you dare to swear in front of the gods that the relationship between you and Wei Xin is innocent?"
Li Zecheng was dumbfounded,
When he came back to his senses, he was only focused on clearing himself of his grievances tonight, but he forgot that he and Wei Xin had a secret affair and had long ago cuckolded Qiao An.
In the end, he drooped his head and accepted the reality in embarrassment.
"Yes, I admit that Wei Xin and I are sorry for you. But Qiao An, I promised to live a good life with you, but you don't cherish it."
People, once they throw their propriety, justice and shame to the ground, they become the most despicable and invincible people.
Li Zecheng's shame disappeared in an instant, and he became confident and said: "Qiao An, you are also responsible for our journey to this day. Who told you to be unfaithful in love? The person you love in your heart is not me..."
It's okay that he didn't mention this issue. When he mentioned it, the resentment that Qiao An had been holding in his heart for a long time poured out like a flood.
She has always been loyal to love. If it weren't for Li Zecheng's deception, how could she have mistakenly married him, a Chinese wolf?
It was Li Zecheng who turned the beautiful love she longed for into a mess, but now he is shamelessly beating it up.
Qiao An was so angry that her whole body was shaking.
"Li Zecheng, you are shameless." She cursed.
Li Zecheng became angry: "Qiao An, please keep your mouth clean."
Qiao An angrily grabbed the lamp on the bedside table and threw it at Li Zecheng like crazy. She hated Li Zecheng for deceiving her and betraying her, and even more hated him for ruining her life.
"Li Zecheng, you are the one who is unfaithful in your marriage. What shame do you have to frame me?"
Li Zecheng looked at her steadily. He just said a few words to her, but she became so angry and embarrassed?
"Qiao An, you are crazy, aren't you?"
He wanted to grab her hand, but her desk lamp was thrown directly over him and hit him. Li Zecheng was in pain. He looked at Qiao An angrily, but Qiao An reluctantly picked up the remains of the desk lamp and the broken glass cover.
At this moment, only sharp edges and corners remain.
Qiao An was like a soldier, looking at Li Zecheng angrily: "Li Zecheng, who is the person I love in my heart? Do you have the fucking courage to tell me?"
Li Zecheng was speechless.
He pretended to be his brother-in-law and went on a date with Qiao An, and stole his brother-in-law's girlfriend. Telling this made him ashamed.
More importantly, he was afraid that his uncle would make things difficult for him if he knew the truth.
"Qiao An, stop." Li Zecheng became timid when he saw Qiao An risking everything to die with him.
Qiao An said with red eyes: "Li Zecheng, how have I treated you in the past two years? Ask yourself?"
"What about you? You're living with other women behind my back! You haven't fulfilled your husband's duties for two years, making me a living widow."
The more Qiao An talked, the angrier he became. He angrily raised the lamp and threw it at Li Zecheng. The glass fragments stabbed Li Zecheng's hand, and Li Zecheng gritted his teeth in anger.
Just when he angrily grabbed the lamp base and prepared to retaliate against Qiao An, he found that Qiao An's palms were full of blood.
When she smashed the lamp fragments at him just now, her hand had actually been pricked by the sharp edges.
But she couldn't feel the pain at all, because her heart hurt even more.
Li Zecheng was dumbfounded.
He didn't dare to get involved with the irrational Qiao An, because he was afraid that Qiao An would do something irrational.
He cursed and walked out: "Qiao An, you are crazy. You are crazy."
Qiao An fell to the ground and burst into tears.
She doesn’t know why she is crying?
Obviously all this is her method.
Probably she is sad that her love is so dirty.
Li Zecheng drove his car aimlessly, but for some reason he ended up downstairs at his uncle Li Xiaoran's house.
Moreover, he knocked on Li Xiaoran’s door by accident.
"Hey, Li Zecheng, why are you looking for me so late?" Li Xiaoran looked at his nephew who suddenly appeared impatiently.
Li Zecheng's voice was low and his mood was low: "My hand is injured, help me bandage it."
Li Xiaoran: "..."
"Li Zecheng, if you are injured, go to the hospital. I am not your personal doctor." Li Xiaoran said breathlessly.
"You know that if I go to the hospital to bandage my wound, it will cause a big fuss in the media. If you bandage it for me, I will pay your medical expenses." Li Zecheng was used to bossing Li Xiaoran around.
Li Xiaoran: "..."
"Li Zecheng, you are not worthy of asking me to be your personal doctor." Li Xiaoran said coldly.
Li Zecheng glared at him: "You look down on me, don't you?"
Li Xiaoran said calmly: "It's you who looks down on me."
Li Zecheng: "..."
Does this guy mean that he is not worthy of asking him to heal his wounds?
"Bandage my wound, and I'll give you one hundred thousand." Li Zecheng felt that there was nothing that money couldn't solve.
"I'll give you one million, so get out of my house quickly." Li Xiaoran rolled her eyes at him.
Li Zecheng sneered and looked at Li Xiaoran with disgust: "A poor doctor like you has a million? Stop talking nonsense."
Li Zecheng pushed Li Xiaoran away and walked in boldly, slumped on the sofa. Then he stretched out his injured hand and handed it to Li Xiaoran. He said without any politeness: "Uncle, stop making excuses. Quickly bandage it for me." While picking up the phone to transfer money to Li Xiaoran.
Li Xiaoran's eyes fell on the wound on the tiger's mouth on the back of his hand. The wound varied in depth and was three or four centimeters long. It was clear that someone had deliberately scratched it.
Li Xiaoran's eagle eyes suddenly narrowed, and he asked warily: "Did you get into a fight with someone?"
