As it turns out, good intentions don't always guarantee good results.

No sooner had Lin Zhenzhen finished speaking than a frantic pounding sound came from outside the door.

Before long, the pounding on the door turned into kicking it.

Chen Tiantian's furious voice came through the door: "Ling Zhen, you coward, do you dare to open the door and confront me face to face!"

What's there to be afraid of?

Lin Zhenzhen pressed down on the doorknob and saw through the crack a face twisted and ugly with anger.

Chen Tiantian, with a strength she didn't know she came from, was able to smash the door open.

Lin Zhenzhen was thrown to the ground, her thin shoulder blades slamming hard against the stone floor.

An indescribable, piercing pain then shot through my entire back.

Lin Zhenzhen gasped, her eyes filled with intense hostility.

"Was it you, you bitch, who did this?"

Chen Tiantian held her shoulders tightly.

"It must be you, it must be you! You wicked woman! You've come up with this conspiracy to frame us."

Chen Tiantian was talking to herself like a madwoman, asking and answering her own questions.

She grabbed Lin Zhenzhen's hair and pulled it hard, forcing her to look up.

"Come with me to find your dad now and talk to him."

Due to the stimulation of physiological pain, Lin Zhenzhen's eyes secreted a few scattered tears.

But she stubbornly clenched her teeth, glancing sideways at the other person with disdain in her eyes.

Chen Tiantian hates Lin Zhenzhen's appearance the most.

He always puts on this aloof and untouchable act.

It's disgusting!

Every time she saw it, she wanted to take a knife and slash that face to pieces.

You'd better gouge out those eyes too, then see how you'll seduce men!

Chen Tiantian grabbed Lin Zhenzhen's hair and pulled her outside, seemingly intending to drag her out.

How could Lin Zhenzhen let her continue to be so arrogant?

She grabbed Chen Tiantian's arm with her other hand.

He turned his head and aimed at her wrist, biting down hard.

Lin Zhenzhen used all her strength this time.

The moment the tooth pierced her skin, blood quickly spread in her mouth.

"Ahhhhh, let me go!"

Chen Tiantian screamed in pain, and her grip on Lin Zhenzhen's hand weakened.

Even though she was no longer able to exert any force, Lin Zhenzhen still didn't let her go.

Like an enraged rabbit, her teeth ground deeper and deeper into the flesh.

The two were finally separated only when Chen Tiantian's body was overturned by an external force.

Lin Zhenzhen collapsed into Yu Jiamu's arms.

For a brief moment, she felt as if the top of her head was about to be blown off.

So her first reaction was to quickly cover her head and check.

Thankfully, it was just an illusion.

"let me see."

Yu Jiamu's voice trembled violently.

He brushed aside her hair and saw that her once fair scalp had developed a hematoma.

He wanted to look more closely, but the person beneath him seemed to be hurt by his movements and let out a soft gasp.

His hands froze, and he dared not continue.

“Brother Jiamu…”

Chen Tiantian stood up unsteadily.

Why did you do this to me?

Lin Zhenzhen bit off a small piece of her flesh, leaving only a little bit of skin tissue sticking together, and her entire right arm was covered in blood.

There were bruises around her eyes from Chen Houwen's beating, and blood trickled from the corner of her mouth. Her hair was disheveled, and she looked like a ghost.

Chen Tiantian pointed at Lin Zhenzhen and shouted, "She's just a used woman who's been played with before. Why are you still biased towards her? What do I lack compared to her?"

Yu Jiamu's pupils constricted.

He turned his head and stared intently at Chen Tiantian, his eyes wide with fury.

"roll!"

Chen Tiantian shivered in fear at his terrifying gaze.

He shut his mouth and dared not speak again.

Yu Jiamu didn't want the person in his arms to stay here any longer.

He picked up Lin Zhenzhen and walked outside.

Chen Houwen stopped him.

"Jiamu, what are you doing?"

Yu Jiamu's expression was icy.

"You couldn't hear such a loud noise? Are you so old and frail?"

Chen Houwen exclaimed in shock and anger, "What did you say?"

Yu Jiamu glanced at him sideways without answering, and simply shoved Chen Houwen aside with his body.

"Since you're so busy, Lingzhen and I won't disturb you any longer in your efforts to rectify family traditions."

Chen Houwen cursed the little brat in his heart.

"Yu Jiamu, you stop right there."

Chen Houwen warned, "Keep all of this that happened here to yourself."

Yu Jiamu stopped in his tracks, and Lin Zhenzhen could clearly feel the rise and fall of his chest become more pronounced, and his breathing became heavier.

Sure enough, his words were tinged with anger.

He turned around and looked at Chen Houwen: "Are you begging me, or threatening me?"

Chen Houwen narrowed his eyes: "I believe you understand the principle of not washing dirty linen in public."

“Now quite a few people in City A know that our two families are going to get married. I’m embarrassed, and the Yu family is also losing face.”

Yu Jiamu nodded: "That's true."

His eyes seemed to have caught sight of something interesting, and he suddenly smiled.

Chen Houwen followed his gaze and saw that Wen Hongying had climbed out of the house at some point.

She stretched out her arm with difficulty, as if trying to touch the phone that had fallen to the ground.

Chen Houwen stepped on her foot.

"Do you want to die? You actually wanted to tip off that adulterer!"

Seeing her last glimmer of hope vanish, Wen Hongying turned to pleading.

"Give me back my phone! Give me back my phone! Please, do whatever you want to me, just let him go!"

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