After Divorce, Hidden Marriage Husband Became Addicted to Me
Chapter 136 - 125: Out of Control

Chapter 136: Chapter 125: Out of Control

"Of course, you saved him during the earthquake, his lifesaver, and you were pregnant. Now that you’ve lost both the child and your womb, he feels nothing but pity and affection for you. Right away, he said he wanted to divorce Tang Xi, and he will get engaged to you at the end of the month."

Su Mengshu giggled shyly, "I knew it; how could he fancy that bumpkin Tang Xi? It was all Qin Jianlan’s doing. Now that Qin Jianlan has fallen into a coma again, likely never to wake up, nobody can stop me from marrying him."

"But that little slut Tang Xi—Mom, don’t have someone teach her a lesson for now. I’m afraid Tingzhou might find out... After my engagement with Tingzhou, then we’ll really teach her!"

Xia Minjun smiled proudly, "That little slut has been fired from the hospital and is also in the detention center. She’s been ruined on the internet; everyone thinks she’s a prostitute now."

"My clever daughter, you really outdid yourself."

"Sweetheart, just focus on recovering now, and wait for the grand engagement ceremony at the end of the month. Our Su Family will soon be on top of the world."

—

In the bar, where the light blurred and dazzled.

Fu Tingzhou raised his hand and rubbed his temple, downing a glass of alcohol.

The burning sensation in his throat only made him all the more lucid.

A few glasses down, and he wasn’t the slightest bit drunk.

Ji Chenzhi frowned as he watched him, "Third Brother, this is alcohol, not water."

Fu Tingzhou’s head ached terribly.

Yet his gaze remained placid, "Second Brother, tell me, why are there such women..."

Ji Chenzhi was taken aback.

Who is Third Brother talking about?

Instinct told him, the woman Fu Tingzhou was referring to was Tang Xi.

Fu Tingzhou drank another glass, clenched the glass tighter as if in discomfort, "Why, when I close my eyes, does she appear before me?"

This was the first time Ji Chenzhi had seen Fu Tingzhou like this.

This man had always been calm, composed, aloof, and detached.

Ji Chenzhi had also not expected to see any other emotion on Fu Tingzhou’s face.

"Third Brother, are you talking about Tang Xi?"

The man’s voice, thick with the saturation of alcohol, was huskily deep, "Who else but that stupid woman? Stupid, dim-witted, and disobedient."

Ji Chenzhi looked at him with some worry, "Third Brother, you..."

Remembering Qiao Jing’s birthday incident and Fu Tingzhou’s crazy antics.

Zhang Chen was almost crippled.

The Qiao Family now faced a severe financial crisis, all orchestrated by Fu Tingzhou.

This man cold-bloodedly and unblinkingly dealt with both the Qiao and Zhang Families, all because of a woman named Tang Xi.

"Third Brother, you couldn’t have fallen for Tang Xi, could you?"

Fu Tingzhou was stunned.

His fists clenched tightly.

The glass in his hand shattered with a sound.

Glass shards embedded in his palm, and he felt no pain.

Ji Chenzhi jumped in fright, "Third Brother."

He hurriedly called for a waiter to bring a first aid kit, intending to bandage Fu Tingzhou, but the man stood up, pushed him away, and left the bar with long strides.

Ji Chenzhi stared at the bloodstains on the floor and Fu Tingzhou’s retreating back in a frown.

-

p.m.

Fu Tingzhou’s car stopped at the entrance of Taichuan Alley.

The man got out of the car, his steps somewhat unsteady, as he ascended the staircase to the top floor.

In the dilapidated old building, the sound-controlled lights turned on.Fu Tingzhou looked at the door plastered with small paper slips, all covered with vile and disgusting words.

And at the door, written in red paint were words like "whore, vixen."

The man narrowed his eyes fiercely.

Anger flared in his eyes!

Who was it, who wrote these things at her door, damn it!

These words seemed to explode in his eyes, and Fu Tingzhou banged on the door forcefully, but it took a long while with no response for him to realize, belatedly, that Tang Xi was inside the detention center. The man raised his hand to rub his brow, but the rage in his eyes diminished not a bit.

He left the place and only returned an hour later.

In the middle of the night, he somehow bought a bucket of white paint and splashed it over the wall, covering up the repulsive words written in red paint.

Not until the wall was clean did he lean slowly against Tang Xi’s door, took out a packet of cigarettes from his pocket, and lit one.

He smoked one after another.

The air was thick with the pungent smell of paint and the heavy scent of tobacco.

The motion-sensor lights of the old neighborhood flickered dimly.

On the ground, a layer of cigarette ash had accumulated.

Fu Tingzhou had drunk a lot, but was excessively sober.

He was going to divorce Tang Xi; he did not like such greedy, insincere women, but he could not accept those filthy words appearing before her.

Even less could he accept those sleazy men’s gazes toward her!

Fu Tingzhou slept leaning against Tang Xi’s door like this, only waking up when the morning came. He moved his stiff body, saw the cigarette ash on the ground, and the traces on the wall now covered by layers of white paint.

The man’s face recovered its usual coldness.

No emotions were visible, as if the person who had driven madly for over an hour last night, who had gone to the remote building materials market at midnight when no one was around and stores were closed, ran through a dozen shops to buy a bucket of paint and rushed back, wasn’t him at all.

-

Tang Xi opened her eyes.

She sat inside a detention cell, which had four beds and a small skylight.

Sunlight streamed through the skylight.

The woman raised her hand, slowly touching the sunlight.

She didn’t know how much longer she had to be locked up here, but what was strange was that for the first two days after she came here, the police interrogated her daily, but now, they stopped. They just kept her locked up.

She had no way to contact anyone on the outside.

A woman stood in front of her, blocking her light.

A young woman with short hair said to her, "Heard you’re a rich man’s mistress, caught by the wife, and you even pushed the wife, causing her a miscarriage. That’s why you’re locked up here."

Tang Xi frowned.

Since when could black be turned white in a place like this?

She was Fu Tingzhou’s wife, as for being a mistress...

Tang Xi mocked herself with a faint smile. She didn’t say anything, merely commenting, "You’re blocking my light."

"Wow, quite the temper. Don’t know if you realize, but in here, I call the shots. A friend of mine’s cousin is the leader here; with one word from him, I’m out. I detest women who play the mistress most in my life, it’s disgusting, breaking up families!" Saying this, she grabbed Tang Xi’s hair and forced her into a corner, "Today, I’m going to put you in your place, you shameless whore!"

Tang Xi winced in pain.

She hadn’t expected to encounter something like this here.

The women locked up here included small-time delinquents, thieves, and even students who had fought and injured others in school, wreaking havoc without law.

The woman in front of her was a rebellious student leader, very young, cursing filthily, with heavy makeup.

One of her underlings came over to persuade.

"Yan jie, we’re getting out the day after tomorrow... let’s not get punished because of this woman..."

Weng Yan frowned, "Punished? I’m scared of that? Does she even know who my friend’s cousin is?"

Suddenly a cool and hoarse female voice intervened, "Officer, my stomach hurts."