Chapter 51 Do you dare to hit her?

"How dare you talk back! Your mother is a slut and you're not allowed to say it? You really are like her, a slut too!"

“Snap—”

Wen Mingde was still not satisfied after scolding Wen Nanxi, so he slapped her again. This time, he obviously didn't use enough force, and Wen Nanxi's head was knocked to the side.

A sweet taste appeared in his mouth, and Wen Nanxi straightened his spine:

"My mother was kidnapped because of you. It was because you only paid half the ransom to save Fang Jinying and abandoned her that the kidnappers killed her. What qualifications do you have to say she's dirty?"

Wen Mingde looked at the stubbornness in Wen Nanxi's eyes and instantly became furious:

"Wen Nanxi, haven't I hit you in too long? How dare you disobey me? Your mother is a slut. She's been having affairs since she married me. If it weren't for the little money we have at home, I would have kicked her out long ago!"

"Hehehe."

Wen Nanxi sneered, his eyes seemed to be frozen:

"How dare you say that? Who's the one who's having an affair? You've been married to my mother for so many years, and your illegitimate child is only half a year younger than me. Wen Mingde, you're the most despicable person. You coveted my mother's dowry. Everything you have now was given to you by my mother. You're just a Phoenix man, and you dare to insult her like this? Aren't you afraid that my mother will come looking for you in the middle of the night to claim your life!"

"Rebellious girl!"

Wen Mingde seemed to have been hit in a sore spot, and he pulled out a dark wooden stick from the bookshelf. It was as long as his arm and looked very heavy. When he swung it, there was a whistling sound, and it hit his flesh with a muffled groan.

Perhaps it was because Fu Ci Yan took such good care of him that the piercing pain made Wen Nanxi kneel on the ground, with beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

In fact, she used to be quite resistant to beatings. She inherited her mother's temperament and was extremely stubborn. If she didn't want to do something, she would not give in even if she was beaten unconscious.

This stick is the family discipline of the Wen family. It is made of rosewood and is very heavy. However, she is the only one who has been subjected to this family discipline from beginning to end. It was specially prepared for her.

Wen Nanxi was right. Wen Mingde was actually a Phoenix man. The ancestors of the Wen family were also well-known figures in Kyoto, but the younger generations were more extravagant than the other. By the time of Wen Mingde, the family was on the verge of bankruptcy.

In order to obtain cash flow, he pestered He Wanfeng, who came from a prominent family in Hai City, and made a comeback by relying on the power of the He family.

The He family loved their daughter dearly, and the generous dowry made Wen Mingde envious. However, at that time, the financial power was in the hands of He Wanfeng, so he did not dare to act rashly. On the surface, he maintained the image of a good husband, but in fact, he had already hooked up with his mistress Fang Jinying and had a son with her.

Later, Wen Mingde's affair was discovered, and the mistress entered the house. He Wanfeng almost went crazy.

Later, due to an accident, He Wanfeng and Fang Jinying were kidnapped at the same time. He only paid to redeem Fang Jinying. The kidnappers wanted to ask for more money, but Wen Mingde refused to take it. Fortunately, the police arrived in time and the person was only seriously injured but still alive.

However, he did not expect that man proposes, God disposes. On the way to take He Wanfeng back to the hospital by ambulance, he encountered a chain reaction accident. He was unable to move, and his treatment was delayed, and he died.

From then on, Wen Mingde blatantly took over He Wanfeng's dowry. When the He family came to ask for an explanation, he just perfunctorily gave them a pass. At that time, the Wen family no longer needed the He family's funds, so they naturally became tough.

If the He family wanted to deal with him, they naturally had a way to do it, but Wen Mingde had custody of Wen Nanxi, so they had been enduring it.

Wen Mingde has been in a high position for so many years, and no one has ever dared to disobey him. But when he was suddenly provoked by Wen Nanxi, he couldn't stand it anymore.

He cursed with foul language and swung the stick, hitting Wen Nanxi's back again and again. After a few hits, blood oozed out.

She was wearing a beige knitted sweater today, and the bright red bloodstains were particularly shocking.

Wen Mingde was old after all, and he began to breathe heavily after a few dozen hits. Looking at Wen Nanxi whose back was stained red, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.

After all, Wen Nanxi is Fu Ci Yan's wife now. If he beat her so hard, there is no guarantee that Fu Ci Yan will not come to settle the score with him.

Besides, he still needs Fu Ci Yan's help, and he also wants to get a piece of the pie in the holiday villa project outside Beijing. He has contacted Fu Ci Yan several times recently, but was stopped by his assistant.

He had no other choice but to call Wen Nanxi back, but Wen Nanxi made him so angry that he lost his mind. He didn't know if Fu Ci would cause trouble at the banquet after beating him like that, so he had to stop.

"Are you wrong? As long as you admit your mistake, that's all for today."

Wen Nanxi had already bitten her lips, but still refused to make a sound. Her eyes were as red as blood, and it was obvious that she hated him to the extreme.

"Wen Mingde, if you don't beat me to death today, I promise you will die in my hands in the future!"

Sooner or later, she will get her mother's things back, and one day she will return all the suffering she has endured to this old man!

When Wen Mingde heard this, he couldn't stand it. He didn't care whether Fu Ci would cause trouble at the banquet, and raised his stick to hit him again.

Wen Nanxi gritted her teeth and endured it, but the stick didn't fall on her. The study door was kicked open with a bang, and Fu Ciyan grabbed the stick. His voice was as cold as if it came from hell:

"You dare to hit her?"

Wen Mingde shuddered with fear, with a flattering smile on his face:

"Ciyan is here. I heard that Nanxi made you angry because of her ignorance. I will teach her a lesson for you..."

Fu Ci Yan pushed back with one end of the stick in his hand, and Wen Mingde lost his footing and sat down on the chair. Looking closely, he was even shaking.

Fu Ci Yan looked at the blood on his palm, then at Wen Nanxi's bloodstained back, his eyes almost popping out of control. He kicked Wen Mingde in the chest, causing the chair's wheels to slide backwards and hit the bookshelf with a bang, hitting him in the face.

"I'm sorry I'm late..."

Fu Ci Yan's fingertips trembled, his whole body was filled with guilt and self-blame, his heart ached so much that he could hardly breathe.

He carefully helped Wen Nanxi up and saw that one side of her pale face was swollen, there was a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth, and her lips were bitten and bleeding, but her eyes refused to shed a single tear. At that moment, he even felt his eyes warm.

How painful this must be...

Wen Nanxi felt relieved when he saw Fu Ci Yan coming.

If possible, she didn't want to be beaten. She was really too impulsive just now.

Perhaps it was because after marrying Fu Ci Yan, he still respected her, which allowed her self-esteem to grow wildly and made her forget the days when she had to endure humiliation and live in hiding.

She did not miss the red in Fu Ci Yan's eyes. It turned out that President Fu, who had always been aloof and aloof, also had such an expression.

At least he saved her, otherwise Wen Mingde would not let her go so easily today.

She forced a smile, raised her fingertips with great effort and wiped the corners of his eyes, and said softly:

"Don't cry, I'm not hurt."