Burning down my ex-husband's house! I won't raise these bastard children anymore

Chapter 411 These beasts! How dare they do this to you!

Before he finished speaking, Gu Mobai rushed forward and punched Zhou Jun in the face with a strong straight punch.

Zhou Jun screamed, staggered back a few steps, and blood from his nose flowed through his fingers.

Gu Mobai shook his numb wrist with a cold face, his eyes burning with anger:

"I didn't want to see blood on such a happy occasion, but you insisted on spewing shit!

If you dare to harass my wife again, next time I won’t just punch you!"

Zhou Rong and Zhou Cheng were so frightened that their faces turned pale. They clung to Zhou Jun like frightened quails, their bodies shaking constantly.

Shen Chuxia glanced contemptuously at the two children hiding behind Zhou Jun, and a sneer appeared at the corner of her brightly lipstick-painted lips:

"If you don't even recognize your own mother, what's the point of raising two ungrateful bastards like you!

Don't come to me again, let's break up completely!"

She coquettishly grabbed Deng Jun's arm, her tone full of impatience:

"Old Deng, let's go. It's really cheap to argue with these ignorant country bumpkins.

I am the daughter of a wealthy family in Beijing, how can they compare to me?"

"Mom! You can't abandon us!" Zhou Cheng suddenly cried out, tears as big as beans rolled down his cheeks: "I have always recognized you in my heart! My sister and I look forward to seeing you every day..."

Zhou Rong woke up as if from a dream, threw herself at Shen Chuxia's feet, and hugged her legs tightly: "Mom, don't go! Please don't abandon me!"

Shen Chuxia frowned in disgust and shook Zhou Rong's hand away:

"Don't block the way! I'm not your mother. You just called Lin Panpan so affectionately. Go find your good mother Lin Panpan!"

She took out a stack of bills from her designer bag and threw it hard in Zhou Jun's face.

Ten-yuan bills fluttered down, and Shen Chuxia's high heels made a crisp sound, her eyes full of disdain:

"Here's 200 yuan, is that enough to get you guys off?

Take the money and get out of here, and don't show up in front of me again!"

Zhou Jun was so angry that he was shaking all over, veins popping out on his forehead. He pointed at Shen Chuxia's nose and roared, "Shen Chuxia! Don't even think about abandoning your own child! Believe it or not, I'll sue you in court!"

Shen Chuxia just smiled contemptuously, took Deng Jun's arm, and disappeared from everyone's sight in her ten-centimeter high heels, leaving only Zhou Jun and the two crying children.

Gu Mobai's fingertips gently hooked Lin Panpan's sleeves and said, "The show is over, let's go home."

"Panpan..." Zhou Jun roared.

Gu Mobai turned around and said coldly:

"Zhou Jun, wasn't that fist just now too delicious? Haven't you had enough yet?

If you mess with my wife again, I won’t mind sending you to see the King of Hell.”

Lin Panpan took Gu Mobai's hand and said, "Let's go! Husband, let's go home..."

Gu Mobai smiled and looked at Zhou Jun provocatively, then obediently followed Lin Panpan into the car.

Gu Mobai leaned over and helped Lin Panpan fasten her seatbelt. "What they said about the past life... is all true, right?"

Lin Panpan bit her lower lip, her Adam's apple rolled with difficulty, and a tear suddenly fell on the hem of her skirt at her knees, leaving dark dots.

A suppressed sigh escaped from Gu Mobai's throat, and he wrapped his long arms around her trembling shoulders, holding her in his arms: "It's okay, if you don't want to say it, then don't say it."

"It's true." Lin Panpan's voice was muffled in his chest, and the hoarseness with nasal sound made Gu Mobai's heart shrink suddenly: "But it's not what they said..."

Her fingers, clutching the hem of his shirt, turned slightly white as she began to recount stories of past lives.

As the story progressed, Lin Panpan's voice trembled more and more: "In the end... I was suffocated to death in the hospital by Zhou Rong, Zhou Cheng, Zhou Jun, and Shen Chuxia."

Before he finished speaking, the carriage suddenly fell into silence.

He slammed his fist on the steering wheel: "I want them to pay with blood!"

He squeezed out a voice between his teeth, filled with an almost insane murderous intent. The blood vessels in his forehead throbbed, and his eyes were filled with raging rage: "These beasts! How dare you do this to you!"

Lin Panpan was startled by his sudden outburst of rage and hurriedly reached out to hold down his trembling arm: "It's all over..."

Before she could finish her words, Gu Mobai hugged her tightly in his arms.

His embrace seemed to rub her into her bones and blood, his strength was so strong that it was almost rough, and his hot breath sprayed on the top of her head: "As long as I am here in this life, no one will dare to hurt you again!"

Her voice was choked with sobs: "I just don't understand why I gave my heart to them..."

Before she could finish her words, Gu Mobai had already lowered his head and kissed her trembling lips.

This kiss was filled with overwhelming heartache, and I tasted salty tears on the tip of my tongue, but it was more precious than any honey.

After a long moment, he pressed his forehead against hers, panting, their noses touching. "Those who love you will give you their sincerity back. You beast... you will never be satisfied."

Lin Panpan nodded and said:

"Yes, I later realized this truth. Well, let's not talk about this unlucky thing anymore, let's go home!

Our family is waiting for us to have dinner! And Grandpa, should we go pick him up first?"

Gu Mobai nodded and said, "Alright! Let's go pick up Grandpa first."

When I got home, I heard a voice coming from inside the house:

"Dad, aren't you being too partial to Gu Mobai? I'm your son too, is it appropriate for you to leave nothing for me?

What’s more, our family doesn’t just have Gu Mobai as a child, we also have Gu Moshu and Gu Monian…”

Mr. Gu's white hair trembled slightly, and anger surged in his eyes:

"What? I still have to take care of you, your son, and your grandson?

Are you going to throw all the messes of your descendants onto me in the future?"

Gu Heng's back straightened instantly, and his Adam's apple rolled with difficulty.

His dark grey suit wrinkled slightly in the cold air, and his fingers, hanging at his sides, curled unconsciously. "Father, that's not what I meant. We have three children, and I think it should be fair."

Mr. Gu stood up suddenly:

"Treating everyone equally? Have you two ever treated Xiaobai equally?

When he was two years old, he heard the neighboring child calling for his parents in the courtyard, and he missed them so much that he couldn't sleep all night.

I walked through three alleys and my face turned purple from the cold, just to see you!

Your wife is so good! She pushed the child out of the door and screamed in a shrill voice, "Where is your bed?"

"Hurry back to your grandfather! It was minus six degrees Celsius, and the child was curled up in the corridor crying, his voice was hoarse!"

Old Master Gu slammed his cane hard onto the blue brick floor:

"It's his birthday! Have you ever celebrated his birthday in person?

After all these years, you don’t even know when his birthday is? Tell me! When is Gu Mobai’s birthday?

Gu Heng opened his mouth, his Adam's apple rolling up and down with difficulty.

All that flashed through my memory was my son's silent profile, but I couldn't piece together any birthday celebration scene.

Liu Qingcheng laughed dryly and said, "This kid never says anything, and besides, isn't he with you?"

"Yes! Over the years, besides me, he is his uncle, so I have to be nicer to Xiaobai.

Now that we've come to this, let's talk about Gu Moshu." Old Master Gu looked at him and said calmly.