With Xiao Bao, who was eating a lollipop, in one arm and Ling Huanwu by the other, Zhou Jiuzhen led several police officers to the dilapidated house where Zhou Shuyao and his group lived.
Before even reaching the small, dilapidated house, one could hear the cries of women and children, and the sounds of men beating and cursing, from a great distance.
Two officers rushed over and broke down the door.
Inside the room, Zhou Shuyao was straddling Song Yaoyao, punching her repeatedly.
Two children sat on the muddy ground, wailing loudly, with broken bowls and porcelain shards scattered all over the ground.
The officer rushed over and pulled the two apart. As he did so, Zhou Shuyao was still cursing, "You filthy woman, you can't even take care of a child, and you can't even run a stall properly. I must have had the worst luck in eight lifetimes to marry you. If I had married Huanwu, she would have already earned me my first pot of gold. What use are you to me..."
Zhou Shuyao cursed and swore until he realized that it was a police officer who was breaking up the fight, and then he completely panicked.
Once they are discovered to be undocumented, they will be immediately deported.
He immediately shook off the police officer and headed straight for the door to escape.
But when he saw Ling Huanwu standing at the door with a look of astonishment on her face, he froze, his face turning deathly pale.
She had witnessed his ugly act of beating someone.
"Huanhuan, I...I don't do that. You know I don't usually hit women unless I can't help it. This woman deserves to be hit. She's setting up a stall and not doing her job properly, but instead she's with another man..."
Zhou Shuyao tried to reach out and take Ling Huanwu's hand, but Ling Huanwu took a step back, the look of terror on her face deeply piercing his eyes.
“Zhou Shuyao, don’t make excuses for hitting a woman. No matter what she did wrong, the moment you raised your hand or opened your mouth, all your reasons were nullified.”
Ling Huanwu looked at him with disdain and rebuked him mercilessly, while Zhou Jiuzhen chimed in, "A man's fists are for conquering the world, not for beating women."
Zhou Shuyao was relentlessly attacked by the two, and his body was swaying precariously.
The two officers chimed in at the opportune moment, "Sir, please come with us for questioning!"
Hearing this, Song Yaoyao, whose face was bruised and swollen from being beaten on the small wooden bed, ignored the pain, shakily tidied her hair, rolled off the bed, and explained, "Comrades, my husband and I were just playing around. I didn't blame him at all. Please don't arrest him, okay? You know he'll be the richest man in Hong Kong in the future. You'd better not touch him!"
The two officers exchanged a glance, then looked at Song Yaoyao as if she were a lunatic. "Hey beautiful mom, you've been beaten up like this and you don't blame your husband? We can't control your fight, we're mainly here to deal with your illegal status, we're going to send you back!"
These few words struck Zhou Shuyao and his companion like a thunderbolt.
After Song Yaoyao reacted, she roared at Ling Huanwu, "You vicious woman, did you come here today just to make a fool of myself? Let me tell you, we are not going back. We are about to become the richest man in the world. Don't you dare to try to steal my status as the richest man's wife."
"Song Yaoyao, when did I steal your man?"
Ling Huanwu deliberately raised her voice so everyone could hear, "My own man is tall, handsome, and caring. What reason do I have to fall for your man, this boiled chicken who can even hit people?"
The officer looked at Zhou Shuyao, then at Zhou Jiuzhen, and nodded vigorously in agreement.
Zhou Shuyao's face was as black as it could possibly be; he just wanted to find a hole to crawl into and didn't want to come out and embarrass himself.
But Song Yaoyao, standing to the side, wouldn't have it. She was so angry that she jumped up and down and defended Zhou Shuyao instead. "What's so good about your man? He can't have children and he's going to die young. We'll have money soon, but you're sending two policemen to arrest us and take us back. Ling Huanwu, how can you be so heartless? You just want us to suffer."
"You'll become a widow and a thousand men's pillows sooner or later, and all of you who came to arrest us, are you all having an affair with Ling Huanwu...?"
Zhou Jiuzhen's temples throbbed as he listened.
He was hit hard as soon as he entered the shabby little house.
Why did Zhou Shuyao say that if he had married Ling Huanwu back then, he would have been rich long ago?
What else is there to say that he can't have children and is destined to die young?
His mind is full of questions right now.
Before he could even recover from his confusion, Zhou Shuyao slapped Song Yaoyao to the ground.
After slapping her, his whole hand was trembling. He looked at Ling Huanwu and the others behind him and said, "You see, it's not that I wanted to hit her, it's just that this woman's mouth is too foul, I couldn't help but hit her!"
Zhou Jiuzhen and the officers were dumbfounded and unable to refute him for a moment.
Song Yaoyao felt as if her whole world had collapsed.
"Ah... Zhou Shuyao, do you have no conscience? I was trying to speak up for you so you wouldn't arrest me, and you son of a bitch hit me! I'll fight you to the death!"
Song Yaoyao stood up, yelling and screaming, and rammed her head into Zhou Shuyao.
Enraged by the words "son of a bitch," Zhou Shuyao completely lost his mind, broke free from the two officers' restraints, and rushed over to punch and kick Song Yaoyao again.
The three children cried louder and louder, as if they were terrified.
Ling Huanwu took the baby, who was crying uncontrollably, and was utterly speechless at the sight of the couple.
They just came in carrying the baby, and neither of them even noticed that Xiao Bao had returned.
"Do you still want Xiaobao? If not, I'll take him with me!"
Song Yaoyao, who had just been punched on the ground, immediately lit up. She got up, rushed over and snatched Xiaobao back, then burst into loud, wailing cries.
"My darling, which heartless bastard kidnapped you? Waaaaah..."
Little Bao's eyes were brimming with tears, and he kept babbling, "I...I'm scared...my hands and feet are trembling...waaaah..."
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