Chapter 59 Shameless Scumbag
"Now that he can't make it in the business world anymore, he wants to come back and live off his wife. He still dreams of playing the big shot? Dream on!"
"What's wrong? You're giving me face by coming back to see you!"
Zhou Dajun's eyes widened, veins bulged on his neck, and spittle almost landed on Zhou Shufen's face.
"I'm doing you a favor! Otherwise, who do you think would want an old woman like you?"
"Anyway, I'm living here now. There's no door, but I have my own way of getting the key."
"Go cook me some food! I'm starving! Don't forget you still owe me twenty years of care!"
He yelled at Zhou Haiqing again, "Don't be so arrogant, kid! Do I have a share in this house? I'm your father! Who gives you the right to kick me out?"
Zhou Haiqing frowned, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly.
Reason told him that acting impulsively at this moment would only make the situation worse.
Zhou Dajun is right.
It's hard for outsiders to explain these kinds of family matters, even if the police are called in.
People may not be willing to get involved in such "family disputes".
But they could only watch helplessly as someone who had long been kicked out of their home was left behind.
Now they brazenly stay in the house, acting as if they've got them cornered.
He simply couldn't swallow this insult.
Are we just going to let him stay like this?
Are we just going to let him run rampant and boss everyone around at home?
Images of his family's hard work in rebuilding their lives over the years kept flashing through Zhou Haiqing's mind.
They scrimped and saved, worked from dawn till dusk, to save money for their children's schooling.
He was running around trying to prevent the bank from repossessing his house.
He absolutely did not want to see all of this destroyed so easily.
Zhou Dajun sat lazily on the living room sofa with his legs crossed, occasionally swinging one leg.
A smug smile played on his lips.
Although his clothes were a bit faded from washing, they were still dressed fairly neatly.
The nonchalant expression on his face was even more infuriating.
He was still holding a freshly opened bag of sunflower seeds in his hand, cracking them open and spitting the shells onto the coffee table, completely ignoring the disgruntled glances Zhou Shufen occasionally gave him.
Just then, a few clear knocks came from outside the door.
All three of them were taken aback, and Zhou Haiqing subconsciously glanced in the direction of the door.
Zhou Dajun frowned slightly.
Zhou Shufen paused for a moment, then quickly stood up and walked briskly towards the door.
As she walked, she subconsciously smoothed her slightly messy hair.
Standing outside the door was Yao Mingzhu, wearing a light gray trench coat.
Her long, soft hair cascaded over her shoulders, and a faint smile graced her face.
When Zhou Shufen saw it was her, her face immediately turned somewhat embarrassed, and her tone became awkward.
"Why are you here? It's so late... The house is a bit messy right now, and the atmosphere isn't very good, so it's really not convenient to entertain you."
Before he could finish speaking, a loud male voice came from inside the room.
"Oh my, we have a guest! What a rare guest!"
Zhou Dajun sat up from the sofa, his tone almost exaggeratedly enthusiastic.
"Please invite them in and let me see who this distinguished guest is!"
He deliberately emphasized the word "I" when he spoke.
"Did someone come to your house?"
Yao Mingzhu paused slightly upon hearing the unfamiliar man's voice.
She walked past Zhou Shufen and went straight into the house, her eyes quickly scanning the room.
The living room was simply furnished, with a few sunflower seed shells scattered on the floor.
The man on the sofa was dressed casually, but his expression carried a hint of smugness and frivolity.
Who is this?
Why did it brazenly occupy the host's seat as soon as it entered the door, and act like it was going to stay forever?
Zhou Dajun was originally leaning lazily against the back of the sofa, with one hand on his forehead.
But just as Yao Mingzhu stepped in...
His eyes widened suddenly, and his pupils contracted slightly.
He sat up almost reflexively, tossed the sunflower seeds aside, and quickly put on a warm smile.
"Hello, we haven't met before, have we? I'm Zhou Shufen's husband, and we just came back from out of town to reunite."
Yao Mingzhu stopped abruptly, her brows furrowed immediately, and her eyes turned cold.
Although she didn't know much about Zhou Shufen's past, she had heard about it from others.
Zhou Shufen was indeed married in her early years, but she has long since divorced her ex-husband.
The man in front of me not only trespassed into someone's home, but also shamelessly called himself "husband".
That's absolutely shameless!
You said you're her husband?
Yao Mingzhu gave a cold laugh.
"Don't laugh your head off! Look at yourself in the mirror, do you even deserve it? At best, you're just an ex-husband, and the kind of shameless, clingy ex-husband at that! Can't you have some sense of propriety? Anyone who gets involved with a scumbag like you is doomed. They'd rather stay far away than have you swaggering around here?"
As she spoke, she waved her hand without any attempt to hide it.
She finally understood why Zhou Shufen had looked so upset earlier.
This person wasn't there to discuss business at all; he was clearly just trying to stay and not leave.
Instead of leaving, they became increasingly arrogant.
Look at his arrogant and conceited manner; he has no self-awareness whatsoever.
Instead, they acted as if they were in the right, becoming aggressive and confrontational.
If things continue like this, she and Zhou Shufen alone simply won't be able to keep things under control.
We need to find someone to help us out quickly.
Otherwise, the situation today might not be able to be salvaged.
Her mind raced for a few moments, and then a sudden inspiration struck her—she immediately thought of Guo Zhenyi.
That guy was not only big and strong, with broad shoulders and a burly build, but he also looked very intimidating.
Moreover, he has a loud voice and a strong temper.
They are well-liked in the neighborhood.
As soon as he arrives, he stands here.
Even without saying a word, just standing there is enough to make one's heart pound.
If I yelled a couple more times, I could scare this ungrateful Zhou Dajun.
It might scare him so much that he'll turn around and leave.
Zhou Dajun was stunned by the scolding, feeling as if he had been doused with a bucket of cold water.
A few seconds later, he finally understood what the other person was cursing at him.
His face immediately turned bright red, and the veins on his forehead bulged.
Anger suddenly surged up, rushing from my chest to my head, and my whole body tensed up.
He had never been verbally abused like this before, from childhood to adulthood.
Moreover, he was an outsider.
This made him feel utterly humiliated, as if his dignity had been trampled on.
Today he's had the worst luck imaginable; he's having a really bad year and hitting roadblocks everywhere.
I was scolded by my son right in front of me this morning.
They said he neglected his family, was irresponsible, and failed as a father; their words were full of disdain.
He was already holding back a lot of anger, and he had nowhere to vent it.
When he turned around, his ex-wife Zhou Shufen coldly berated him, saying he was shameless and shouldn't come here if he had nothing to do.
He had originally intended to act magnanimously and put on the airs of an ex-husband.
Now, even a stranger who has just entered the house dares to make sarcastic remarks to him.
What's the logic behind this?
Does being divorced mean he no longer has the right to speak?
Does he deserve to be trampled under everyone's feet?
The more I thought about it, the angrier I got, and the angrier I got, the more wronged I felt.
All the pent-up resentment surged towards Yao Mingzhu.
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