My bad ex-husband scolded me for being infertile? A wealthy man got married again and had two babies

The cold light automatically lit up, and Zhou Muchuan walked step by step to the door of a small storage room. Before the door opened, he heard the man's collapsed and hoarse roar from inside, "Zhou Muchuan, you killed me! You killed me with one knife!"

Zhou Muchuan pushed open the door, and the iron door creaked. The voice-controlled light in the storage room came on. The man in the room looked more haggard than the last time he came. He was emaciated and skinny. His eyes were bloodshot and he stared at Zhou Muchuan with resentment, as if he wanted to send him to hell.

Zhou Muchuan liked the way he looked full of resentment and helplessness. With a smile on his face, he took the whip beside him. The blood and flesh from the last beating had dried on it, and it was shocking under the light.

The man instinctively shrank back when he saw the whip.

"Killing is not enough, Zhou Muchuan, you...what kind of man are you! If you have the guts, give me a quick death, so that I will not be in vain for all the work I have done for you!"

Zhou Muchuan shook his head lightly and said with a smile, "Death? How can death be that easy? You really wish for it. Unfortunately, I am not that kind-hearted. I like to see you suffer, collapse, and despair the most."

When he spoke, his voice was soft, but his eyes were cold. He raised his hand and whipped the man hard. The man screamed and his body was torn apart.

"Forgive me! Zhou Muchuan, please forgive me. I'll do anything for you! Please!"

The 1.80-meter-tall man was tied up with iron chains and knelt in front of Zhou Muchuan. All his previous resentment turned into humiliation at this moment. The whip had barbs and it hurt too much!

He couldn't stand it anymore. Every time Zhou Muchuan beat him, he would have someone bandage him up and apply medicine to him. He couldn't die even if he wanted to!

Zhou Muchuan sneered, his eyes tinged with madness, "You still want to do things for me? It's too late! I arranged for you to do that one thing in the first place, and you did it like that! You've brought me so much trouble by not getting rid of the roots!"

He whipped him hard, over and over again. At first the man was screaming and begging for mercy, but in the end there was only endless whimpering and wailing.

Zhou Muchuan whipped until he had no strength left, then he threw the bloody whip aside, leaned against the wall, lit a cigarette, took two puffs, then looked gloomily at the man lying on the ground, and suddenly laughed coldly.

"Look at you, you're just a pile of scum. I gave you this rotten life. If I want you to live, you live. If I want you to die, you die."

The man lying on the ground was covered in wounds and blood. He whimpered and made a sound that was unclear whether it was crying or laughing. He said hoarsely, "You pile of mud... How are you better than me..."

Zhou Muchuan's expression suddenly changed, and a hint of madness flashed in his cold eyes. He stepped hard on the man's neck and crushed his head into the ground.

Then, he squatted down and pressed the cigarette in his hand against the man's face. The man shivered in pain, but this pain was nothing compared to the pain just now, so he didn't even cry out.

Zhou Muchuan put out the cigarette on the man's face, then grabbed the man's collar with a gloomy face and pulled him up. The man was held in his hand like a rag. Zhou Muchuan picked him up and smashed him against the wall. The man screamed, but before he could struggle, Zhou Muchuan smashed his head against it again!

Repeatedly, it was fierce, bloody and brutal.

Zhou Muchuan finally stopped only when the man was completely motionless in his hands. The man's skull had been shattered, and he threw the man to the ground in disgust.

"I wanted to spare your life, but you insisted on seeking death. You should regret it on your way to hell."

He slowly wiped his fingers clean with a tissue, turned around and walked out of the basement with a gloomy look.

After returning to the car, he methodically called Special Assistant Wu and asked him to come over to clean up, and then drove aimlessly.

When his car stopped, he found himself outside Xu Yansang's new home.

The reason I know about this place is that when I asked someone to investigate Fu Zhenzhuo, I found this property of his.

The houses in this community are quite old. He would not even bother to invest in such houses. He is a perfect match for an insurance salesman.

However, the woman who was once supported by him with fine clothes and delicious food is now living such an ordinary life. He doesn't believe that she is really willing to do so.

Zhou Muchuan took out his cell phone and called Xu Yansang. He had just changed his cell phone number. He dialed the number and it took half a minute before the call was picked up. Xu Yansang's sleepy voice rang in his ears, "Hello, who is this?"

When Zhou Muchuan heard her voice, he couldn't help but smile. In the past, when he came home late from overtime, Xu Yansang would hear the noise and often get up from her sleep to make him a midnight snack and talk to him. Her voice was like this at that time, sweet and innocent, which made people feel pity for her.

Zhou Muchuan didn't know what he was missing. After a brief moment of absent-mindedness, he said, "It's me. Are you asleep?"

He seemed to have anticipated Xu Yansang's next move, and continued, "I'm looking for you about Jasmine. Are you free now? I'm downstairs at your house, and I want to discuss it with you in person."

In the bedroom, Xu Yansang turned on the small bedside lamp. She had just woken up and was still a little uncomfortable with Fu Zhen's room. She sat up against the headboard and asked, "What's wrong with Jasmine?"

Fu Zhenzhuo also heard the noise, sat up and looked at her, silently asking, "What happened?"

Xu Yansang shook her head at him.

Fu Zhenzhuo didn't ask any more questions. He got up and poured her a cup of warm water.

Xu Yansang took it and took a sip. She heard Zhou Muchuan sigh on the other end of the line, "It's really hard to explain over the phone. Come down and see me. I'm here with sincerity."

Xu Yansang wanted to refuse, but Zhou Muchuan's next words were, "This is a matter of life and death for her, Yansang, don't stand by and watch her die."

Xu Yansang held the phone and said nothing.

Zhou Muchuan probably saw her hesitation and added, "If you don't care, at least help me think of a solution. Jasmine is only ten years old, and I don't want to watch her die like this."

Xu Yansang was shocked when she heard this, and after a moment's hesitation, she made a decision, "I'll go down right now."

Zhou Muchuan said, "Okay, I'll wait for you at the gate of the community."

Xu Yansang hung up the phone, and Fu Zhenzhuo leaned against the door and asked her, "I'm looking for you so late, is there something urgent?"

He recognized the voice on the other end of the line.

Xu Yansang told him what Zhou Muchuan had said on the phone just now, pursed her lips and said, "No matter whether what he said is true or not, I have to go down and take a look, otherwise I will feel guilty."

It's a life, nothing else.

However, she did not expect Fu Zhenzhuo to understand. He had never done charity work in the mountainous areas, and he did not know how the children there grew up. Even if Fu Zhenzhuo thought she was meddling, she was mentally prepared.

But unexpectedly, Fu Zhenzhuo just said, "I'll go down with you."

Then he took a coat and put it on her, "It's getting cold, and the temperature is low at night. It will be very cold to go out. It's better to put on a coat."

Because they were in his bedroom, he also took out his coat, a black windbreaker. As soon as Xu Yansang put it on, she felt warmth all over her body, and her breath was filled with a cool and refreshing scent, which smelled very good.

Some indescribable feeling rose from the bottom of my heart.

She looked up, wanting to thank him, but unexpectedly, Fu Zhenzhuo was also looking at her. He was very close, and his three-dimensional facial features were right in front of her, handsome and heroic. The moment their eyes met, Xu Yansang's heart suddenly beat very fast, as if something was running wildly in her blood, making her a little at a loss.

Fortunately, Fu Zhenzhuo quickly withdrew his hand and smiled as if nothing had happened, "Let's go."

Xu Yansang followed him out in a daze. When they reached the elevator, she realized that he was holding her hand.

She was not used to it. Although she knew rationally that Fu Zhenmu was a gay and that they were all good sisters, even she and Zhao Zhao had never held hands like this before. Zhao Zhao's explanation was: only women like to hold hands, and even if a man is gay, he will not be so sticky as to do such a thing.

But now, Fu Zhencuo was holding her hand.

It's not like they haven't had physical contact before. Fu Zhenzhuo has even pulled her before. They can only pull her wrist, which is in line with the distance between friends. They can hold hands...

If the other person is a woman, Xu Yansang will not be entangled. If the other person is a normal straight man, she will definitely shake him off without thinking.

But the other person was gay. She was afraid that speaking too bluntly would hurt his self-esteem, so she could only swallow her words back. Her mind was full of random thoughts, but she let Fu Zhenzhuo hold her hand and did not let go even after entering the elevator.

Outside the community, Zhou Muchuan looked at a pair of beautiful figures walking side by side under the street light with a gloomy expression. It was not until Xu Yansang and Fu Zhencuo walked in front of him that he coldly turned his gaze away from their holding hands.

Looking at Xu Yansang, he said in a blunt tone, "I called you, why did you bring someone else?"

It was as if he didn't treat Fu Zhenzhuo as a human being at all.

Before Xu Yansang could speak, Fu Zhenzhuo replied calmly, "My wife ran out in the middle of the night. Who knows if there are any bad people out there, or if there are any people with bad intentions. I am worried, so of course I have to accompany her."

Zhou Muchuan gave him a disgusted look. This insurance salesman was indeed a salesman. He was really good at talking and always left him speechless.

Moreover, Fu Zhencuo's warning to him last time was still fresh in his mind. Although he felt that those words were mostly pretentious, he also felt a little more alert in his heart for some reason.

He deliberately ignored Fu Zhenzhuo and didn't respond. He just looked at Xu Yansang and said, "Yansang, Jasmine was beaten by my mother today. It was very serious. The doctor said that if she had gone to the hospital a little later, she would have died. If something like this happens once, it will happen again. You know my mother's temper. If Jasmine stays in the Zhou family in the future, her life will definitely be very difficult. So I want to discuss with you whether you can take care of Jasmine?"

He came here without any plan, but when he was waiting for Xu Yansang just now, he figured it out. Neither he nor Qin Sisi were suitable to adopt Jasmine, only Xu Yansang was suitable. Moreover, by sending Jasmine to Xu Yansang, the relationship between him and Xu Yansang could be eased.

Xu Yansang refused bluntly, "You took away Jasmine's custody and didn't give me any chance, but now you want me to take care of her again? Do I owe her? Or do I owe you, the Zhou family?"

Zhou Muchuan frowned, a little unhappy, "This is for the child, how can you say it's owed? You have been busy with the adoption of Jasmine, and you have a deep relationship with her. If she is in trouble, what's wrong with you taking care of her?"

"Take care of her, like when you took care of Qin Sisi, you accidentally took care of her in the bed?" Xu Yansang curved her eyebrows, but her eyes were cold. She thought that Zhou Muchuan asking her to come down was a big deal, but it turned out to be just this little thing.

Jasmine had a hard time in the Zhou family, so of course she wouldn't take advantage of their misfortune. But she wasn't a saint, and she couldn't repay evil with kindness.

Xu Yansang glanced at Zhou Muchuan and added, "Besides, did you get her consent to let me take care of her? That child is very ambitious. To be honest, I can't raise her."

After she finished speaking, she pulled Fu Zhenzhuo over and prepared to leave.

Zhou Muchuan quickly called her, "Wait."

Xu Yansang turned around and asked, "Anything else?"

Zhou Muchuan nodded, "Something happened."

Of course he didn't come here for Jasmine. Jasmine was just an excuse he made up on the spur of the moment.

Actually, he didn't have anything to do, and he didn't even know why he was here.

But when he saw her in the middle of the night, his body instinctively made him unwilling to accept her departure.

"Is there anything else?" Xu Yansang asked.

Zhou Muchuan thought for a moment and said, "I haven't finished telling you about Jasmine. If you are willing to take care of Jasmine, I can arrange a high-end villa for you, and provide you with a car and servants. You just need to take care of her three meals a day."

After saying that, he glanced at Fu Zhenzhuo, as if he was afraid that he would have an opinion, and added, "You can bring your family members. If you want to bring him, you can."

Xu Yansang smiled and said, "Mr. Zhou, why don't you understand? I can't take care of Jasmine. The fate between Jasmine and I has ended. You don't need to look for me. Qin Sisi adopted her. Qin Sisi is responsible for it."

Zhou Muchuan said in embarrassment, "Sisi is pregnant, it's not convenient."

Xu Yansang nodded and said, "Is that so? I'm busy with work and it's not convenient for me."

"What can you do? How much money can you make from that ridiculous job? Forget it," Zhou Muchuan said with undisguised disdain, "You work so hard for a month, but you still don't get as much as the change I gave you before. You might as well take this job, and I'll give you an extra 100,000 a month."

Xu Yansang curled the corner of her mouth. She had no other good points except that she had an integrity that could not be moved by poverty or humbleness, nor could it be bent by power.

"Even if you give me a million dollars, I won't take care of her. I have my own life and people I want to take care of. Please go away."

Xu Yansang did not stay any longer and returned to the community with Fu Zhenchuo.

After walking a distance away, Fu Zhen said, "Aren't you worried about Jasmine? What he said sounded quite scary."

Xu Yansang curled the corners of her mouth, "It's not my turn to worry."

The previous sadness has passed, and she is now looking at this matter very objectively. She is so objective that she knows clearly that once she agrees, she will become a thorn in the eyes of both Zhao Jiali and Qin Sisi, and she doesn't want to get involved in any more scandals.

Fu Zhenzhuo said casually, "Zhou Muchuan seems to appear in front of us more and more frequently recently. I don't know what he is up to. You have to be careful and don't be deceived by him."

Seeing Xu Yansang nodded, he breathed a sigh of relief.

As Xu Yansang walked, she said hesitantly, "When you were talking to Zhou Muchuan just now, did you smell...anything?"

Fu Zhen was puzzled, "What's that smell?"

He was far away and didn't smell it.

Xu Yansang shook her head. "I don't know either. It seemed to smell like blood. I must have smelled it wrong."

Bloody smell?

Fu Zhencuo, who was standing by, suddenly paused.