Chapter 63 It’s time to work hard
Patting his sleeves, Old Mitou waved his hand to brush off the dust in front of him.
"Right away."
After walking out, Chen Xiaodao pulled his foot free from the bricks. "To see you, I'll give you a house, a shop, and five hundred thousand. That's a huge loss for Fu Qiang."
Kicking off the dust from his feet, Feng Zhibai said calmly, "It's not an apartment, it's not a shop, it's not five hundred thousand, it's four lives."
As soon as she said this, Lao Mi Tou and Chen Xiaodao shut up at the same time.
Compared to life, money is really nothing.
Fu Qiang exchanged his life for a stable life for his family and that they would never be abused by those adulterers again. For him, it was not a loss.
The three of them fiddled around for a while, and only took a taxi home when it was getting dark.
At night, the Youjia Apartment was not as harmonious as when the three of them were together.
Chang Zhuojin returned home, and the moment he opened the door, his face darkened.
Normally, the lights in the apartment and outside are always on before I come back.
But tonight, from the street lights at the door to the inside of the house, all the lights are dark.
What's the meaning?
The power outage was intentional.
If there is a power outage, you should also connect candles or a backup power source.
If it was intentional, then he would have a place to vent his anger that he had nowhere to vent at the company today.
Throwing his briefcase onto the nearest shoe rack, he reached over to turn on the wall light.
His tone was filled with anger: "Fu Chengmei!"
There is no expected answer.
Chang Zhuojin's face was completely stunned.
In the past, as long as he called out a word, Fu Chengmei would wrap herself in clothes and kneel down to please him even if she was taking a shower.
But today she didn't answer herself!
"Fu Chengmei! Can't you hear me? Are you deaf?"
“Snap—”
With a click, all the lights in the apartment turned on in an instant.
The apartment, which was full of life, was now empty.
Walked into the living room.
Zhuo Changjin then noticed that there were many things placed in a mess on the table and sofa in the kitchen and living room.
Discarded clothes, shoes, pots and pans can be seen everywhere.
The scene was as chaotic as if a fight had taken place.
There is very little free space on the ground to step on.
"What? What's going on?"
He threw the keys in his hand onto the coffee table in the living room, took off his coat and threw it on the sofa, then walked towards the second floor of the apartment.
"Fu Chengmei!"
He shouted again angrily!
But still no one answered.
The whole apartment seemed empty, with only the sound of reply letters ringing.
Sensing that something was wrong, he walked up the stairs with lighter steps and softer voices.
"Xiaocheng, Meiling."
Going up to the bedroom on the second floor, Chang Zhuojin carefully called out to her son and her lover.
But in the empty room, only the silent night continued to respond to his call.
Looking at the tightly closed bedroom doors around him, which was clearly the room where he rested every night, for the first time he felt afraid to move forward.
"Small town."
"Meiling."
Tiptoeing into the bedroom, Chang Zhuojin shouted again in a low voice.
"Meiling."
Reach out and push the bedroom door.
The door handle lock made a click.
"Meiling, are you there?"
Slowly opening the bedroom door, he reached for the switch on the wall.
The moment the bedroom light came on, Chang Zhuojin felt as if someone pushed his back!
His body was thrown forward, and with a thud, he fell heavily to the ground! The cold feeling under his buttocks made him bounce up instantly!
He hurriedly picked up the things under him, his eyes widened, his breathing became rapid, and he let out the loudest scream of his life!
“Ah! Ah!”
His feet kept moving backwards, and with another thud, Chang Zhuojin bumped into the wardrobe behind him.
Accompanied by a strong smell of blood, the wardrobe door seemed to be knocked open by something heavy.
At the same time, the heavy feeling on his back made his waist suddenly bend.
"Um!"
He groaned, a gurgling sound came from his throat, and his heart began to beat wildly at this moment!
He opened his eyes wide nervously and slowly turned his head. The first thing he saw was not the familiar face, but a pair of eyes that were as wide as dead fish!
Diaobai's eyes were filled with blood and the bloody smell made him forget to breathe!
He clearly saw at least six knife marks on the woman's face!
Every time he cuts the meat, he turns it over!
The blood flowed out along the knife marks like a slow stream of water!
The blood brushed past his ear and left a residual warmth on his cheek!
“Save…me…”
Following Zhuo Meiling's cry of "Save me", Chang Zhuojin screamed again.
"ah!"
He pushed Zhuo Meiling, whose back was covered in blood, away and crawled out of the bedroom door.
The whole apartment became exceptionally bright the moment he screamed!
"Ah! Murder, murder!"
Just as he ran down from the second floor, a deafening roar came from outside the apartment door!
Chang Zhuojin was holding a knife in his hand. When he heard the shout of murder, he rushed to the woman and covered her mouth with his hand: "Don't scream! Don't scream!"
“Mmmmm!”
The woman with her mouth covered struggled desperately!
There was panic and fear in his eyes.
He raised the knife in panic and pressed the dagger in his hand against the woman's neck: "I told you not to scream, can't you hear me?"
The woman was frightened and panicked, her legs trembling as she knelt on the ground.
Chang Zhuojin strangled the woman, put down the dagger, and said with trembling lips: "Cheng Mei, we are husband and wife! If I go out like this today, people will definitely misunderstand me! I didn't kill anyone! Believe me, Cheng Mei, I didn't kill Meiling! I didn't kill her!"
Fu Chengmei didn't dare to speak and covered her mouth tightly as she looked at Chang Zhuojin.
"What's with that expression? Don't you believe what I said?"
Seeing the panic in Fu Chengmei's eyes, Chang Zhuojin became even angrier.
He reached out and held Fu Chengmei down, his eyes revealing a fierce look: "Hurry up and say you believe me! Hurry up and say you believe me!"
Fu Chengmei cried out in fear: "I, I believe it, I believe it."
"Do you really believe me?"
Hearing Fu Chengmei say that she believed in herself, Chang Zhuojin put down the knife in his hand and excitedly grabbed Fu Chengmei's arms: "Chengmei, we are husband and wife, and husband and wife should help each other! You didn't see anything today. I didn't kill Meiling. Can you help me testify?"
He secretly exerted strength on the hand that was holding Fu Chengmei's shoulder.
Fu Chengmei said nothing, clutched the corner of her clothes, and nodded with extreme reluctance.
Chang Zhuojin was angered by her expression and pointed the knife at her again: "Bitch! Don't you want to testify for me? You just want me to go to jail! You hate me! You wish I would die! Believe it or not, I will kill you right now!"
"I, I didn't! I didn't!"
Fu Chengmei leaned back, her entire back resting against the wall.
How she wished someone could take this demon away as well!
Thinking that she would be free soon, Fu Chengmei's hatred for Chang Zhuojin increased even more.
"Chengmei, we are husband and wife, we are husband and wife!"
Chang Zhuojin threw away the knife in his hand and hugged Fu Chengmei tightly.
He knew that he absolutely couldn't call the police now!
Once the police are called, everyone will think that Zhuo Meiling was murdered!
Fu Chengmei hates herself so much, she will definitely become a tainted witness. She will tell everyone that she saw herself walking down from the second floor with a knife!
She would also tell the police how she had lived over the years and how her brother ended up in jail.
She might even tell the police what she had done to her, her brother, and her parents over the years!
Maybe they can even check your company’s accounts!
So, don’t call the police, absolutely don’t call the police!
Fu Chengmei turned her head away in disgust. She knew that Chang Zhuojin would definitely not call the police. How could such a bad person put himself in the spotlight!
Thinking of what that person said to her in the afternoon, Fu Chengmei tried her best to calm her nausea and raised her hand to comfort Chang Zhuojin in front of her.
It’s not that I don’t want to take revenge, it’s just that the time has not come yet.
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It was almost late at night when Feng Zhibai and the other two returned home.
After washing up, they went back to their rooms.
Early the next morning, before the rooster crowed, Feng Zhibai woke up Chen Xiaodao and Lao Mi Tou who were still sleeping.
The excuse is: I've been in a daze for most of the month, it's time to work hard.
Chen Xiaodao and Laomitou were pulled out of bed by Feng Zhibai.
The messy heads leaned against each other, looking at the still dark sky outside, and one of them cursed.
"Are you sick?"
"Have you taken your medicine?"
Then they turned and walked towards their respective rooms, shoulder to shoulder.
Feng Zhibai put on the same trendy outfit he wore yesterday.
Standing in the living room, hearing them scolding me, my originally good mood instantly became sour.
With her hands on her waist, she raised her chin, raised her right hand, and said in a clear voice: "One."
The clear sound of counting echoed in the room.
Lao Mi Tou and Chen Xiaodao were confused and didn't pay any attention to what Feng Zhibai said.
Hearing her shout, he murmured in a daze, "Hmm?"
"two!"
Looking at them coldly, Feng Zhibai stretched out his second finger, and the fire in his starry eyes seemed to burn them both!
I felt the burning heat on my back.
They both shuddered at the same time and woke up almost instantly!
The two looked at each other, pushed each other, and turned around and stood in front of Feng Zhibai obediently.
"Don't count! I'm awake, really awake!"
Thinking of how Feng Zhibai beat Xie Hua yesterday, Chen Xiaodao quickly reached out and pressed down the third finger she was about to extend.
Feng Zhibai narrowed his eyes dangerously, exhaled, and then walked to the sofa to the side and sat down, crossing his legs in a domineering manner.
The whole person's state was: the words "I am a hooligan" were almost written on his face.
Chen Xiaodao quickly picked up the fan on the table, took a few steps to Feng Zhibai's side and fanned her attentively.
"Grandma, it's so hot and you're wearing so many clothes. Let me fan you to calm you down."
Old Mi ran to the kitchen and poured a cup of tea. He handed it to her with a smile and said, "Have some cold tea to cool down your body. You are so irritable this early in the morning."
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