Upon hearing this, Lu An'an's face showed obvious disgust: "If you hadn't annoyed me first, I would still find your messy affairs disgusting."
However, before she could finish speaking, a playful smile suddenly appeared on her lips: "But... I'm naturally well-behaved. Since you say I'm outspoken, then I'll definitely be outspoken this once."
Lu An'an's sharp gaze fell on Huang Xiyue, who still seemed timid, before slowly turning to Chen Mohan, her tone unhurried: "Chen Mohan, does hitting women satisfy your twisted male pride?"
Chen Mohan's face instantly turned flustered, and he hurriedly denied it: "What nonsense are you talking about!"
Lu An'an raised her eyebrows.
Are you ready? Grandma's about to unleash her ultimate weapon!
She slowly opened her mouth and cut open a whole melon.
"Three years ago, you suddenly discovered that you were impotent. After seeking out famous doctors without success, your personality changed drastically. Over the years, you and Huang Xiyue have not had any children. At first, you could barely suppress your tyranny, but since you first laid a hand on Huang Xiyue three years ago, you have tasted the sweetness of it. Since then, you have committed domestic violence more and more frequently, and the violence has become more and more severe."
"Shut up! Shut up! You bitch!"
Chen Mohan felt as if he were being chilled by ice. He suddenly stood up, his eyes burning with anger, but Gu Tingyan quickly delivered a side kick, sending him crashing back to the ground. The two Gu brothers then firmly restrained him, not giving him any chance to interrupt Lu An'an's bombshell revelation.
Lu An'an's voice was cold: "Because of your increasingly violent temper and physical condition, you are unable to stay in the crew for more than three months. So you gradually faded out of the entertainment industry. Without income, you can only cling to Huang Xiyue."
She glanced at Huang Xiyue, whose expression was slowly turning blank, and said sarcastically, "You still can't control your desire to commit domestic violence, so while you're abusing Huang Xiyue, you're also using PUA on her, making her love you to death while keeping her firmly under your control."
"But you are impotent and unable to have a normal married life. You were afraid that Huang Xiyue would find out, so you found someone with a similar build to you to take your place and play the role of your husband. For the past three years, you have been unable to accept that your wife has a relationship with someone else, but you are also unwilling to give up your current life. You can only take your anger out on Huang Xiyue."
She stared at Chen Mohan, who was struggling desperately and whose eyes were burning with anger, and a slight smile appeared on her lips: "A year ago, when you went out to party with your cronies, you couldn't resist the temptation and went to prostitutes. Because you couldn't get an erection, the way you tortured those people was extremely cruel, but you also found it fun. So for the past year, while Huang Xiyue was sleeping, you tortured countless prostitutes you called over in the basement of your villa."
"You were afraid they would expose you, so you used funds from both of your studios just to shut them up."
"Because you didn't have enough money, you even set up several shell companies behind Huang Xiyue's back, just to swindle money so that you could continue to satisfy your perverted needs."
After saying that, she smiled faintly, but her eyes were devoid of any warmth: "I'm done, Chen Mohan. Listen, is there anything I've missed?"
"Oh, by the way, you don't need to tell me I have no evidence." She took out a note she had written earlier from her pocket, held it between two fingers, and gently placed it on the table.
“I’ve written down the addresses and names of your shell companies on this piece of paper. You can take a look if you don’t believe me.”
Gu Shichuan, with great tact, ran over, picked up the note on the table, and like a hostess, wiggled his hips and held the note high above his head, slowly presenting it to Chen Mohan with the ceremonial air of exhibiting a rare treasure.
Lu An'an: "..."
I would really thank him; did he think this was some kind of antique exhibition?!
Shen Jiajia covered her eyes, unable to bear it any longer: "This kid, is he trying to ruin the atmosphere?"
Chen Mohan's gaze fell on the note. The few lines of text felt like a heavy hammer, striking his heart hard and turning his face ashen.
"You...you actually knew..."
Huang Xiyue, standing beside him, was so overwhelmed by the truth that she began to tremble, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.
Her eyes glistened with tears, filled with confusion and heartbreak. She stared at Chen Mohan, her voice choked with sobs: "Didn't you say you would always love me? How could you let someone else do...do that kind of thing with me?"
Lin Yimeng looked puzzled: "Is she focusing on the wrong thing?"
Shen Jiajia rolled her eyes: "Didn't you hear An'an say she's love-struck? That's normal!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Mohan trembled slightly and shed crocodile tears: "Xiyue, I'm sorry, I made a mistake. I was just too afraid of losing you."
Huang Xiyue was in tears: "Why didn't you tell me you were sick? You knew perfectly well that I love you so much. Even if I had known... I would never have abandoned you. I know you've been in a bad mood for the past three years. I thought it was because I couldn't have children and that you were under too much pressure. I didn't know..."
She gently shook her head, her eyes filled with self-reproach: "If... if I had known earlier, I wouldn't have lost my temper with you when you hit me..."
Chen Mohan gazed at her, his eyes reddening: "Xiyue, I don't care about others, as long as you still believe in me and are willing to forgive me."
Huang Xiyue wiped away her tears, moved closer and hugged Chen Mohan: "I forgive you, let's live a good life together."
Now, everyone present had the same expression as the old man on the subway looking at his phone.
Lu Yanli finally couldn't hold back any longer. His lips twitched, and he looked disgusted: "...I really feel like throwing up."
Gu Tingyan looked like he'd just eaten shit: "This isn't love-struck, this is utter idiocy!"
Shen Jiajia closed her eyes, feeling suffocated. "So this is what they call slapping someone with iodine solution, disinfecting the face while you're doing it?"
The live stream chat exploded with excitement, with netizens completely stunned by Huang Xiyue's explosive remarks, filling the screen with exclamation marks.
[Family members, does anyone understand? She loves it!]
[Okay, okay, we got it. We wish them happiness. Throw it away.]
[Now I know why my little sister was initially unwilling to eat this melon; even the milk I drank when I was one year old made me nauseous and want to throw up!]
[I was wrong, I'm really honest now, I beg them to let us innocent people go!]
[Where's the dean?! Was the door unlocked?! How did these two crazy people from the ICU manage to wander out like that?!]
Lu An'an's gaze lingered on the tightly embracing figures, a meaningful smile flashing in her eyes.
Chen Mohan is in trouble.
Lu Yanli, who had been looking at the scene with disgust, caught his sister's thoughts and his heart skipped a beat. Hmm? What does this mean? Is this going to be a twist?
Just then, he saw his sister approach him and whisper, "Brother, go tell Director Xu to stop watching the commotion and call the police immediately. Otherwise, things could get really bad."
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