At Chen Qing's home, Chen Qing covered her cheek, seeing her husband's furious expression. "Gong De, are you crazy?!"
Gong De roared angrily, "You slut, what are you pretending for! You're having an affair, and you even answered my call, humiliating me! You want a divorce, right?! Let me tell you, you won't get a single penny, I won't give you the house, you'll be leaving with nothing!"
Seeing her husband's furious expression, Chen Qing suddenly remembered that afternoon, Zhao An had apparently answered a phone call while he was having sex with her. She hadn't thought much of it at the time, never expecting it to be her husband calling. Her face turned deathly pale; she didn't know what to say.
Seeing Chen Qing's deathly pale face, Gong De's smile grew even more cruel. "You remember now, right! You slut, that bitch fucked you so well, didn't he! You shameless woman, you're unfaithful!"
Chen Qing lowered her head, looking somewhat aggrieved. She couldn't refute him, nor did she know how. "I was only doing it for our family!"
"For our family?" Gong De seemed amused, slamming his hand on the table. "When you were doing those illicit things with that adulterer, you slandered me quite a bit, didn't you! Saying my dick was short, huh? Fine, I'll show you what a big dick is!" He then began to pull down his pants, intending to rape his wife.
Chen Qing panicked. She didn't know why, but she didn't want her husband to touch her. It was as if she was preserving her chastity for Zhao An, or perhaps it was because Zhao An had fucked her so pleasurably that her body subconsciously believed Zhao An was her husband! "You, you stay away!"
"You slut! I'm going to fuck you to death today!" Gong De remembered his son's accident and his own job loss. Life is full of disappointments, and he needed a place to vent, which naturally came from his wife's body.
Chen Qing suddenly clutched her lower abdomen as a stream of liquefied semen, unable to be contained by her vagina, flowed down her stockings, appearing incredibly glaring on her pale thighs.
Gong De's eyelids twitched at the sight, his nameless rage still burning. He asked incredulously, "You were penetrated! Why didn't you make him wear a condom! Why did I always have to wear one?!"
Chen Qing frantically wiped away the semen, shaking her head miserably. "Don't ask, Gong De, he's someone you can't afford to mess with. Don't cause trouble. We still need to ask him to handle Xiaoman's matter. We have no choice. Don't ask anymore, I'm really doing this for our family!"
Though she said that, the sight of the semen on her wife's thighs was incredibly jarring to Gong De. Previously, he and his wife always used condoms during sex. He hadn't had sex in ages, and his erectile function was already poor. The condom further impaired his sensations, resulting in either no sensation or premature ejaculation. His wife was also very clean and rarely had sex with him.
Seeing another man not only commit adultery with his wife but also shamelessly ejaculate inside her, Gong De felt utterly insignificant in comparison. What was this? Who was the adulterer, and who was the husband?
The sense of loss drove him to the brink of madness. He pushed Chen Qing onto the sofa and started pulling down his pants. "You slut, you bitch! I'm going to fuck you to death today! You motherfucker, I work so hard to earn money, and you go and cheat on me? You slut, how could you face me? How could you face our family? Do you have any shame?"
Anger, roaring, and resentment fueled Gong De's fury. He could only vent his anger on his wife; only an impotent man beats his wife.
*Bang!* The door was forced open, and a burly man strode in, bowing respectfully to those behind him.
Zhao An walked in, smoking a cigarette. His eyes darkened when he saw the slap mark on Chen Qing's face. He walked over and slapped Gong De, who was only wearing underwear, sending him flying.
The burly man silently closed the door. This time, he just wanted to quietly get the job done. The longer he followed Zhao An, the more fortunate and fearful he felt. As long as Zhao An didn't fall, he would be a loyal henchman.
Gong De was stunned by the slap, covering his face. "Who are you! How dare you hit me! I'm calling the police!"
Chen Qing was surprisingly delighted. "Young Master An!"
"Fine! So you're the adulterer. You're dead! I'll sue you into bankruptcy!" Gong De finally understood. Seeing his wife's delighted expression, his anger flared. Those adulterous lovers!
Zhao An sat on the sofa, stroking Chen Qing's pretty face. "Call me husband!"
Chen Qing seemed a little shy, moved her lips, and said with some emotion, "Husband!"
Looking at the adulterous couple, Gong De's anger was almost consumed by reason. He tried to get up, but then saw the burly man, Xiong, walk over and slap him.
*Slap!* Gong De was stunned again. He couldn't understand what was happening, why this was happening.
Xiong took out his phone and showed him the video. "This is the video of your son committing the crime. Besides intentionally injuring someone, they also stole things. They stole 20,000 yuan from me. I won't forget about the alcohol, but what about the theft?"
Gong De roared angrily, "You're slandering me! This isn't my son!"
"You think no one can find out you're taking kickbacks at the mall? Heh, you're too naive." Xiong continued showing other materials, each scene making Gong De break out in a cold sweat. He was terrified; the past events had left him feeling horrified. "Do you know why you got fired? Heh, I'm telling you, if you give this to your boss, do you think he won't report you until you're penniless? Embezzled too, right? Where did the money go?"
"Gambling, I lost it all!" Gong De answered truthfully. Although he liked gambling, he wouldn't go into debt; instead, he'd find ways to make money.
Zhao An hugged Chen Qing. "What do you need?"
"My son got into trouble. He injured a student at school, and now that student is in the hospital. The family is demanding 300,000 yuan in compensation, which we can't afford, plus there are medical expenses. Waaah, honey, can you help me?" Chen Qing cried helplessly. She didn't know it was all a conspiracy. She had no other choice but to ask Zhao An for help. She only had one child, and as a mother, she was willing to sacrifice anything for her child.