Reborn 1960 hot wife

Zhou Qingyang dragged Zhang Meijuan without riding a bicycle, just dragging her away.

For a fat, pampered housewife, walking back would cost her half her life.

Zhou Qingyang doesn't care about this. He has not been idle in the countryside for so many years. He often runs back and forth between the town and the village, and works in the fields from time to time.

On the way home, he really didn't notice it. His big hands like iron pliers tightly grabbed Zhang Meijuan's wrist, completely ignoring his mother's screams and struggles.

"You unfilial thing, if I knew your current behavior, I should have strangled you to death when you were born..."

"Are you willing to strangle me to death? Without me, my father wouldn't even look at you."

"You white-eyed wolf...it's not that you don't like your father. He would rather help others raise their sons than raise you..."

"You are a piece of shit. Both of you brother and sister are evil-hearted. I am really unlucky to have given birth to you two pieces of shit..."

"You little brat, let go of me. You are really rebellious. You dare to be violent to your own mother. You are the only one who is a top student at Beijing University... Bah... you are a black-hearted and rotten thing..."

No matter how Zhang Meijuan cursed, Zhou Qingyang didn't say a word. He just grabbed her wrist and walked home with a livid face.

But the faster and faster pace revealed that his mood at the moment was not as calm as it seemed.

In the end, Zhang Meijuan really didn't have the strength to curse, and her son was determined to walk back, so he might as well shut up and save some energy.

Zhou family

Zhou Qingyang's father, Zhou Sheng, happened to be at home, and he didn't know what he was telling Zhang Ming and Zhou Qingming.

I saw Zhou Qingyang dragging Zhang Meijuan into the house, and Zhang Meijuan really couldn't say how good she was at the moment.

Her hair, which was neatly combed in a bun, was now spread out, and the red coat she was wearing was now covered in dust. Because of walking back, Zhang Meijuan collapsed on the ground as soon as she entered the house, breathing heavily, looking like a girl. How embarrassing, how embarrassing.

Zhou Sheng looked at his wife in surprise, wondering what was going on.

Although I had no choice but to marry her in the first place, after all these years, I have accepted it, and I have given her the dignity I deserve. I don’t know what kind of trouble she has caused.

There is also his own son, who has never let him worry about it since he was a child. In the capital circle, only his own son has the best relationship with the third son of the Gu family. Only his own son can stand shoulder to shoulder with that proud man of heaven.

This time, I was admitted to Beijing University of Science and Technology, which earned me a lot of face.

But now, his son looked at him with an indifferent expression, which made Zhou Sheng feel uncomfortable for a moment.

"What's going on? Qingyang, why are you and your mother getting together? Aren't you at school?"

Zhou Qingyang did not directly answer Zhou Sheng's words. Instead, he sat on the sofa and stared at Zhou Sheng.

"I don't care about your illegitimate child, and I don't care about your things. It's your business to find your true love, but don't affect me."

When Zhou Qingming heard this, his face instantly turned ugly. Zhou Sheng also glared at Zhou Qingyang angrily, and was interrupted just as he was about to say something.

"You don't have to use those words to prevaricate me. He was very affectionate when he called you dad. If you want to renew your relationship with my aunt, that has nothing to do with me..."

"You two have never cared about me and Qingqing since you were young. I hope you won't care about our affairs in the future. If you don't want your son to report that you have a family outside your home, then take care of your wife in the future. If she dares to cause trouble to others again, just wait until she is suspended and investigated..."

After saying that, he stood up and returned to his room without looking at the faces of the people in the hall.

But when I opened the door, I found that all my belongings in the room were gone. There were things in it that I knew belonged to without even thinking.

Seeing this scene, both Zhou Sheng and Zhou Qingming felt embarrassed for a moment.

"Haha... I can't stay in my home outside anymore. I can't wait to move in."

"Um, aren't you living on campus? I just happened to be taking Qingming to get acquainted with the business, so I asked him to come and stay."

"Whether you want to stay here or just kick me out, only you know in your heart. Let's do this. I will publish it in the newspaper tomorrow and sever the father-son relationship with you..."

"Let me think about it, how should I write this? How about saying that a student from Peking University was kicked out of the house by the son of his mistress, and his father was happy to see his success... Haha..."

When Zhou Sheng heard this, his face turned blue and white, his lips trembled and he didn't know what to say. After all, he did this unethically.

Zhou Qingming went directly into the room and took out everything inside. Zhou Sheng wanted to stop him, but was speechless.

A top student from Peking University and an illegitimate child who needs to pave his own way in everything, anyone who is not stupid knows how to choose.

Besides, if Zhou Qingyang really broke off relations with him in the newspaper, then he would really have no choice but to wait for suspension and investigation.

Raising a mistress outside is a serious style problem. If others report it, I can use the excuse of taking care of my sister-in-law to excuse it. But if it is my own son who reports it, no one will believe it even if I excuse it.

Zhou Qingyang watched everything in front of him silently, and quietly spoke to Zhou Sheng.

"You can pamper your illegitimate son as much as you want, but don't touch my things, and take care of your wife. She beat me today..."

Zhou Shengzheng had no place to vent his pent-up anger. Zhou Qingyang's words were equivalent to giving him a breakthrough.

She turned around and rushed towards Zhang Meijuan in the living room with red eyes. Without thinking much, she raised her hand and slapped her.

This slap was like a switch. Zhou Sheng thought of her plot against him, how he had missed his true love, and now he could only communicate in secret, and how unreasonable she had been over the years.

The more she wanted to strike, the harder it was. Zhang Meijuan, who had no strength at all, had no ability to resist and could only passively accept Zhou Sheng's punches and kicks.

Except for Zhou Qingyang, no one else was frightened by Zhou Sheng's move.

Zhou Qingyang spoke lazily.

"It's good to have another domestic violence report. Remember to restore my room to its original state."

After saying that, he left the house without even looking at anyone.