Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

"Mr. Zhou, don't go there."

The little goblin in the red dress had a charming voice, and she stretched out her hand to hold Zhou Cai tightly.

Zhou Cai saw his mistress pursed her mouth, with a reluctant expression on her face, and quickly covered her little mistress' belly, her voice was as soft as she wanted.

"Hey, I won't ask any more. Don't be angry, our son is important."

"En." The mistress nodded shyly, looking proudly at Zhou Yaoyao who was lying on the ground like a dog.

With a swollen face on her face, Zhou Yaoyao looked at Zhou Cai and the mistress unwillingly. After struggling to hold back, she suddenly got up and gave the mistress a hard push.

"Bitch, go to hell."

"Ouch." The woman exclaimed, thanks to Zhou Cai holding the woman's waist, it was not so hard to fall.

"Haha, dead woman, die together with the bastard in your stomach."

Zhou Yaoyao's hair was disheveled, and her eyes were crazy with a hint of despair. Seeing the panicked look of the woman, she laughed loudly, completely losing the haughty look she had just entered the banquet.

Mom, I'm also venting my anger for you.

After confirming again and again that the child in his mistress' stomach was fine, Zhou breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Zhou, listen to what she said." The mistress covered her belly with a charming voice, "At least I'm pregnant with her younger brother, how could she curse our mother and daughter like that."

Zhou Cai nodded obediently to the child who put all his heart into his mistress' stomach, "Don't be sad, I'll teach her a lesson."

"Oh well."

The mistress reluctantly agreed, got up and stood aside, her ruddy face couldn't stop her gloating.

Said, Zhou Cai turned around and glared at Zhou Yaoyao, grabbed Zhou Yaoyao's hair with a vicious voice.

"You rebellious girl, what do you want to do, huh?"

Facing Zhou Yaoyao left and right, Zhou Cai kicked Zhou Yaoyao fiercely, "If you tm hurt my son, I will definitely not let you go, you are just like your mother who stays at home all day and can't give birth to a son. Useless."

Hearing Zhou Cai insulting her mother in front of so many people, Zhou Yaoyao dodged Zhou Caide's claws and said in a hissed voice, "You have no right to mention my mother."

"Can you say that again?"

The irritable factor in Zhou Cai's body faintly seemed to be released, and he slapped Zhou Yaoyao again with a ruthless heart.

Although the surrounding crowd felt that it was wrong for Zhou Cai to beat someone like this, none of them was willing to stand up and stop this scene of beating his daughter for his mistress, they all just watched with cold eyes.

Gu Jingchen didn't pay attention to the scene at all, he lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

Carefully covering Nan Tsai's ears, Mu Nansheng looked at the scene and couldn't help but be speechless: "Man, there is nothing good."

Hearing this, Mu Nansheng didn't realize that his words had offended Gu Jingchen, and he was still watching the farce.

"What did you say?"

Gu Jingchen said this quietly, and put his hand on Mu Nansheng's waist like a threat, and pinched fiercely.

Mu Nansheng took it easy, didn't realize what he said, and exclaimed suicidally: "Why are you pinching me?"

Gu Jingchen sneered, and said in a low voice, "Repeat what you just said."

Mu Nansheng didn't realize the danger at all, and replied without thinking: "I said, no man is good..."

"Eh...'" Mu Nansheng, who reacted a little slower, blocked his mouth, his eyes rolled around, thinking of some way to calm down the furious Gu Jingchen.

After coughing, Mu Nansheng carefully reached out and patted Gu Jingchen's shoulder, "You are a good thing."

"Pfft—"

He Hao, who was standing beside Gu Jingchen, heard everything the couple had said, and one of them couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Gu Jingchen looked at He Hao with deep eyes, He Hao immediately became serious, stood up straight and focused his eyes on the scene of Zhou Cai still beating Zhou Yaoyao.

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