"Is Shu Yuntu here?" Shu Ya asked expressionlessly.
"You don't even call him 'Dad'?" Fu Jinmei sneered instantly, unable to stand Shu Ya's haughty attitude. Wasn't she just born a bit luckier? What's so great about that?
"Sorry, my father died a long time ago." Shu Ya remained indifferent. In her eyes, Shu Yuntu was indeed a dead man.
"If that's the case, why are you still here? Get out!" Fu Jinmei screamed sharply, then tried to slam the door shut.
Hao Jian seized the right moment and kicked the door forcefully.
The door was kicked open instantly, and Fu Jinmei, who was behind it, also fell to the ground.
"How dare you hit me? I hope you all die horrible deaths!" Fu Jinmei glared at them ferociously.
"Listen to people when they're speaking. It's the most basic manner of courtesy. Didn't your mother ever teach you that?" Hao Jian sneered.
"Even if she had a mother, it's like having one without any teaching. Otherwise, how could she become a mistress and destroy someone else's family?" Shu Ya chimed in.
"You..." Fu Jinmei was trembling with rage but was helpless to do anything. She couldn't overpower Hao Jian, nor could she rival Shu Ya in terms of wealth and power. She used to have Chen Sen by her side, which allowed her to be somewhat arrogant, but now with Chen Sen dead, and Shu Yuntu, that useless piece, being of no help to her.
"Cut the crap and call back that useless Shu Yuntu, or I'll beat you so bad, mother or no mother, she won't recognize you," Hao Jian snorted coldly.
"Fine, I'll call him right now!" Fu Jinmei glared and picked up her phone to make a call. But the moment the phone connected, she started cursing like a shrew: "Shu Yuntu, are you planning on dying in that gambling den? Your dead wife's bastard child is here. If you don't come back now, you better prepare to deal with your wife and son!"
Hearing Fu Jinmei describe her mother in such terms, a cold glint flashed in Shu Ya's eyes. Fu Jinmei had destroyed their family and showed not a trace of remorse; instead, she was becoming more arrogant and overbearing. If there were more people like her in the world, chaos would surely follow.
After the call, Fu Jinmei glared at the two: "Are you satisfied now?"
"Is it okay?" Hao Jian asked Shu Ya.
"It's fine." Shu Ya nodded. After being together for so long, they had developed a certain understanding. Although Hao Jian didn't say what was okay, she understood what he meant.
So, Hao Jian walked straight towards Fu Jinmei and, under her frightened gaze, slapped her to the ground.
Fu Jinmei, after being slapped, immediately took out a makeup mirror to check the injury on her face while she was on the ground. This action made both Shu Ya and Hao Jian chuckle.
When she saw her face swelling at a visible rate, Fu Jinmei finally burst into tears, "You dare hit a woman. You're all going to die horrible deaths!"
Seeing her , neither Hao Jian nor Shu Ya felt any pity; they found her laughable instead. It was she who had first hurled insults, and in the end, it turned into their fault.
"I don't like hitting women, but you're an exception. I have a bit of a bad temper, and I have zero tolerance for people like you, so if you don't want to continue being hit, you'd better shut your mouth!" Hao Jian threatened with a sinister laugh.
Consequently, Fu Jinmei clamped her mouth shut, daring not to speak, yet she still glared at Hao Jian with resentful eyes.
"I, for one, don't like being glared at," said Hao Jian with a smirk.
Thus, Fu Jinmei could only bow her head in frustration.
It wasn't long before Shu Yuntu rushed back, frantic. The moment he saw Fu Jinmei on the ground, her cheek swollen, he instantly understood what had happened and glared at the two Shu Yas: "You dared to hit my wife?"
"Hit her? For all she's done, even killing her wouldn't be too much," retorted Hao Jian coldly, thinking Shu Yuntu must be the world's biggest fool. Wife? Is she really your wife?
"Shu Yuntu, hurry up and kick this bastard out. We don't welcome her in our home!" Fu Jinmei cursed, nearly going mad.
"Bastard? Who really is the bastard, Shu Ya or your son?" Hao Jian chuckled mockingly. This foolish woman still thought her plan was flawless.
At those words, Fu Jinmei's expression stiffened, and she said somewhat guiltily, "What are you talking about? How could my son possibly be a bastard!"
"What are you doing here? Didn't I give you money already? You dare to deceive me?" Seeing Hao Jian and Shu Ya come to provoke a confrontation, Shu Yuntu realized that Hao Jian had played him.
"Deceiving you is the least of it. Why don't you ask your 'wife' what she has tricked you about?" jeered Hao Jian, eager to see Shu Yuntu's face when he learned the truth.
Fu Jinmei's face went pale—had these two lowlifes discovered her secret?
"My wife?" Shu Yuntu looked suspiciously at Fu Jinmei, only to see her lower her head guiltily, silent.
"What in the world is going on?" Shu Yuntu pressed Hao Jian with a foreboding sense of dread.
Hao Jian said nothing, turned on the video on his phone, and tossed it to Shu Yuntu. "Have a good look, world's number one idiot!"
Shu Yuntu took the phone with suspicion, his gaze locked on the screen. His face turned from red to white, then from white to green, and eventually from green to purple, his entire body beginning to tremble.
"So it was you two who killed Chen Sen! I want you dead! I'll definitely have you dead! Shu Yuntu, what are you waiting for? Why aren't you throwing them out now?" Fu Jinmei screamed viciously. So it was Hao Jian and his accomplice who had killed Chen Sen, and at this moment, she wished she could tear them to pieces!
"I'll throw your mother's head!" Shu Yuntu punched Fu Jinmei squarely in the face.
"Ah!" Fu Jinmei clutched her nose, which Shu Yuntu had just broken, blood gushing out.
"You slut, you actually cuckolded me! Tell me, is Shu Bingjian really my son or not!" Shu Yuntu bellowed, his ferocious demeanor like a wild beast ready to devour his prey.
His own wife not really his wife, his own son not really his son—what in this house truly belonged to him?
He abandoned his wife for Fu Jinmei, only to end up with such a betrayal? Shu Yuntu felt an overwhelming urge to kill!
"Don't listen to their nonsense. Little Jian is of course your son. That video is fake; they made it up to frame me. Don't believe them!" Fu Jinmei was completely terrified now, crying out as she clung to Shu Yuntu's trousers. With Chen Sen gone, if Shu Yuntu abandoned her as well, then she would be utterly destitute.