Jun Mohan's aura was very strong, and coupled with his already frightening beard, Wen Guoqiang felt that his life was severely oppressed. He stammered, "Boy, by rights...by rights you should call me dad. If you treat me like this, you will be punished by God."
"Dad?" Jun Mohan sneered, picked up a kitchen knife and walked towards Wen Guoqiang, saying sarcastically: "You may have misunderstood the word 'dad'. Even if I go out and call a beggar dad, it's better than calling you dad."
"Not only did you fail to fulfill your responsibilities as a father, you also drove your family away and even made vicious choices in matters of life and death, killing migrant workers. People like you should spend the rest of your life in prison."
"The great word Dad is a slur to you,"
"Kid, try saying it again?" Wen Guoqiang picked up the glass on the table and gestured as if he was going to throw it over.
Jun Mohan warned coldly: "This is my home, what qualifications do you have to show off your power?"
Before he could get close, Wen Guoqiang had already thrown the glass in his hand towards Jun Mohan.
Wen Xin's heart tightened and she hurried over to try to push Jun Mohan away.
The cup was about to fall on Wen Xin's back.
Jun Mohan spun her around without a second thought, and only breathed a sigh of relief when the cup fell on him.
The cup fell to the ground and there was a sharp pain in my shoulder and elbow.
Wen Xin was so scared that she screamed, "Uncle, are you okay? Where are you hurt?"
"I'm fine, just stand aside. I want to see how long this man can bully our family," Jun Mohan put Wen Xin aside, picked up the glass on the ground and put it heavily on the coffee table, then walked towards Wen Guoqiang step by step.
Wen Guoqiang was cornered by Jun Mohan, and before he could react, he was dragged out by his tie.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
"Wen Xin, please save Daddy, your man wants to kill me."
Wen Xin only said, "Uncle, be careful not to kill anyone, it's not worth it."
"Don't worry!"
As the door was closed, Lin Haiyan came over crying, hugged Wen Xin and cried, "Wen Xin, he is your father after all. Will Mo Han cause trouble?"
"Mom, don't worry! Uncle is an adult and knows his limits."
Because of Wen Guoqiang, Lin Haiyan had lost her appetite. She pointed at the door of Zhou Zhou's room and said, "Wen Xin, do you want to go see Zhou Zhou? I'm worried that he can't accept it."
"Mom, I'll go check it out. You eat something first."
"good."
Wen Xin brought Zhou Zhou a breakfast and entered the house. When she opened the door, she saw the little guy sitting cross-legged on the bed and beating a wooden fish. When Wen Xin came in, he just opened his eyes for a moment, then closed them again and continued his morning exercise.
Putting the porridge and fried dough sticks on the table, Wen Xin walked over and sat beside the bed, "Zhou Zhou, it's time for breakfast."
"Leave it there for now! I can eat it myself."
"Well, Zhou Zhou was frightened this morning. I'm sorry for you."
Zhou Zhou opened her eyes and looked at Wen Xin, "Sister, is that man really our father?"
"Yes, but I don't want a father like that."
Zhou Zhou nodded, remembering the TV news that Wen Guoqiang had killed someone. He clenched his hands and looked very unhappy. At that time, his master said to him, "Zhou Zhou! You must live up to your conscience. Don't let yourself fall into the abyss of sin for the sake of some money, just like Wen Guoqiang, who killed people for his own selfishness."
"This will be condemned by God."
At that time Zhou Zhou even said angrily: "Master, Zhou Zhou hates this man."
I didn't expect that the man she was talking about was actually her father.
Seeing that her brother was in a bad mood, not eating, and just staring blankly, Wen Xin picked up the porridge and handed it to him, "Eat! Don't think about it."
"Um!"
Zhou Zhou took the porridge and drank it.
Just then, the voices of Lin Haiyan and Jun Mohan were heard from the door.
Wen Xin said, "Eat your porridge, I'll go out and take a look."
"Okay, sister."
Wen Xin walked out and saw Jun Mohan sitting on the sofa with his trouser legs rolled up, while Lin Haiyan stood aside and watched.
"Uncle, what did you do to Wen Guoqiang?"
Jun Mohan raised his head and smiled: "Don't worry! It's okay. After all, he is your father. I definitely can't do anything to him. I just had someone give him a warning and threw him a thousand yuan, letting him fend for himself."
Wen Xin said coldly, "You have no idea how shameless this guy is. I'm worried that he will become addicted to money, and when he runs out of money, he will come to us for more."
"Then tell me when the time comes, and I'll take care of it."
"Yeah!" Wen Xin turned around and looked at Lin Haiyan who was hesitant to speak and said, "Mom, have you eaten?"
"Eat it, eat it quickly."
"Okay, uncle, have breakfast! Don't let Wen Guoqiang affect our mood."
"Okay, I'll take you guys out for some fun after dinner. Mr. Jun's holiday resort has just opened. Let's go take a look."
Wen Xin said: "Okay."
The two hugged each other and went into the kitchen.
Xiao family.
Zhang Guodong looked at Xiao Han who was eating noodles in the kitchen and said in a bad tone: "The household registration has been transferred. Let's go get the divorce certificate after breakfast."
Xiao Han didn't say anything and continued eating noodles with his head down.
"Did you hear me talking to you?"
Xiao Han raised his head, "Is the money ready? And you need to pay me at least 50,000 yuan in one lump sum for the baby's support."
"The 150,000 is ready. As for the 2,000 a month for the child, I will pay you 24,000 for a year first, and the rest will be settled at this time every year."
Xiao Han stood up, poured the remaining soup into the sink, and said as she washed, "I thought of a problem. We are divorced, and I have to rent a house with my child. Why don't you just make it up to an integer and give me 30,000!"
Hearing what Xiao Han said, Zhang Guodong was a little angry and said, "Xiao Han, you are asking for too much. It's only 24,000 yuan. You can pay the rest of the expenses from the money I give you."
"But the child's hospitalization has cost a lot of money, and the child will have to stay in the incubator for more than half a month. The money you gave me is only enough for the child's medical expenses."
Zhang Guodong said unhappily: "So what else do you want?"
"You have to pay for the child's medical expenses. We will split it equally."
"impossible."
"Then I won't get a divorce."
Zhang Guodong was furious. "Okay, if that's the case, the child is mine. I don't want you to pay for the medical expenses, but you can never see the child."
"Zhang Guodong, you're going too far."
"Am I going too far or are you? If you don't accompany me to get a divorce today, you will never see the child again."
Zhang Guodong walked out and kicked the stool next to him away.
Wang Qiang sent the child back and cursed, "Xiao Han, you unlucky star, how did you make Guodong angry?"
"Who dares to mess with him? He is the one who can't wait to bring his mistress back to live with him, so he asked me to get a divorce."
Wang Qiang said coldly: "In the beginning, it was you who proposed to get a divorce by transferring the household registration with money, and now you don't want to get a divorce, do you really think we are easy to play with?"
"I said divorce is fine, and the child's medical expenses must be split equally."
"The child is yours now, so you should treat him yourself."
"Then you don't have to see the child. I will treat him."
Wang Qiang yelled, "Nonsense, she's just a money-loser. Who cares about her? We don't want her. Jia Jia is pregnant too, and she's carrying my grandson. Who cares about your premature baby?"
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