7 p.m.

After get off work, Zhao Zhiwei didn't take his time as usual, perhaps going out for coffee or dinner with colleagues. Instead, he went home as quickly as possible.

Upon arriving home, Zhao Zhiwei immediately spotted Mo Qian sitting on the sofa, eating snacks and watching TV.

His face looked very pale.

Mo Qian went to the company and made a mess of things for him, but she herself acted as if nothing had happened, eating and watching TV!

That's absolutely outrageous!

"Mo Qian, what exactly do you want to do?!"

"If there's anything, you can just resolve it at home. Why did you come to my company to cause trouble? You don't want me to have a good time, do you?!"

Zhao Zhiwei stormed up to Mo Qian and shouted.

"Don't block my view of the TV," Mo Qian said to Zhao Zhiwei, who was standing right in front of the TV, completely blocking it, with a hint of displeasure on her face.

"Mo Qian, are you even listening to me?!"

"What exactly do you want?!"

"I tolerated your outburst at home before, thinking you might be in a bad mood lately, so I went along with it!"

"I never expected that my constant tolerance of you would result in this!"

"You actually dared to cause a scene at my company!"

"Now my colleagues look at me differently, and they're gossiping about me behind my back!"

"Is this how you treat me?!" Zhao Zhiwei roared in fury.

At this moment, Zhao Zhiwei's biological mother, who was busy in the kitchen, ran out of the kitchen after hearing the noise.

After hearing Zhao Zhiwei's words, Zhao Zhiwei's biological mother's expression didn't improve much either.

Then, he turned to Mo Qian and questioned her with a look of accusation.

"Mo Qian, haven't you caused me enough trouble at home?! Why did you have to go and cause trouble at Zhiwei's company!"

"Do you realize how Zhiwei will be able to get along with his colleagues after doing this?!"

"You've gone too far!" Zhao Zhiwei's mother was so angry she could hardly breathe.

"Alright, have you said enough?"

"What's wrong with me going to Zhao Zhiwei's company! If a wife doesn't have money, she can ask her husband for it—that's perfectly normal! Whose business is it of mine!"

"Stop condemning me. I've been supporting you and your daughter all this time. Is it too much to ask Zhao Zhiwei for a few dollars now?"

"It's because Zhao Zhiwei is just dodging the question and doesn't want to pay. Otherwise, I wouldn't have gone to his company."

"Don't look at me like that. Blame Zhao Zhiwei for being unwilling to spend the money!" Mo Qian looked at the two people in front of her calmly.

"Tell me properly, do you think I wouldn't pay? But you're so heartless, you just went to my company and caused a scene!"

Zhao Zhiwei said with a resentful look on his face.

"I mentioned it to you yesterday, but you just acted like you didn't hear me, and now you're blaming me? Is that funny?!"

"You can't just go to Zhiwei's company and cause trouble! How could you be so heartless!" Zhao Zhiwei's biological mother said with a dark expression.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. It's already over. There's no point in bringing it up now," Mo Qian said, crossing her arms and looking indifferent.

"You! Don't force me!" Zhao Zhiwei looked at Mo Qian with a fierce expression, his voice cold and deep.

Upon hearing Zhao Zhiwei's words, Mo Qian's face showed a hint of disdain, and her tone was very impatient.

"Alright, stop blocking my view of the TV, aren't you annoying!"

Upon hearing Mo Qian's words, Zhao Zhiwei's anger surged, and with a fierce expression, he raised his right hand to slap Mo Qian!

However, after seeing Zhao Zhiwei's actions, before Zhao Zhiwei could slap her, Mo Qian quickly grabbed his arm and slapped him back!

A loud "slap!" echoed through the air.

"Bang!" Zhao Zhiwei was also thrown off the ground by the force and fell backward.

"Ouch!" Zhao Zhiwei was a little dazed after falling to the ground, but the pain on his face brought him back to his senses.

His face was completely distorted.

"Son, how are you?"

"Why are you so impulsive! You can't hit her!" Zhao Zhiwei's biological mother ran up to him in a panic and said worriedly.

"Mo Qian, how could you hit someone! And hit your man too!"

"You've gone too far!"

"He attacked first; I was just retaliating."

"If I didn't have some strength, I might be lying on the ground right now, and I'd be the one getting beaten up!"

"Don't look at me like that. He was in the wrong first. A grown man like him, hitting a woman, isn't he ashamed!"

Mo Qian said with a look of disdain, her eyes revealing a hint of displeasure as she looked at Zhao Zhiwei.

“You! If you hadn’t angered him like that, would he have hit you?” Zhao Zhiwei’s mother retorted with an ugly expression.

"It's all your fault!"

"Mom, don't argue with her, she's probably gone crazy right now!"

"I can't stand anyone!" Zhao Zhiwei said with a dark expression after touching his face.

It's outrageous! Mo Qian actually slapped him! That's just too much!

Zhao Zhiwei was filled with hatred, and his face showed a hint of resentment.

"It's your own fault for being inferior to others. You know you can't beat me, but you're still bad at it and love to try!" Mo Qian said to Zhao Zhiwei, her face very nonchalant.

"Alright, everyone disperse and go about your business. We've been talking for so long, we must be hungry. Let's eat quickly."

Mo Qian then said with an impatient expression.

After Mo Qian finished speaking, Zhao Zhiwei's biological mother wanted to continue arguing, but Zhao Zhiwei pulled her back and she didn't say anything more.

"Mom, go cook first, don't ask anymore," Zhao Zhiwei said, shaking his head at his mother.

"Son, your face is all swollen! Mom will go get the first-aid kit so you can put some medicine on it."

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