Infinite Ebullience
Chapter 1324 - 2 Fury_3

Chapter 1324: Chapter 2 Fury_3

"You’re too ungrateful," Xu Liangmao shook his head.

"Ungrateful? A sixty-square-meter house with a mortgage that still needs to be paid off for another fifteen years, old furniture, televisions, washing machines, and fridges that aren’t old-fashioned, and I have to penny-pinch even when I buy a piece of clothing. That would be okay, but can you afford to send our daughter to a better primary school?" Li Huiwen stared at Xu Liangmao, her face full of contempt, "Saying it doesn’t matter which school she attends, as long as the child works hard, she can still learn well. Bullshit. Are the teaching resources the same? Our daughter is very diligent, we shouldn’t let her lose at the starting line, but what have you done?"

Xu Liangmao was silent.

"Look, you’re silent again. Xu Liangmao, let me tell you, I hate that expression of yours the most. I really want to slap you, you know?" Li Huiwen flopped down on the sofa. She had a lot she wanted to yell at him, but looking at Xu Liangmao’s pitiful state, she suddenly burst into a bitter laugh and didn’t want to say anything.

Xu Liangmao turned around to pack his suitcase.

Li Huiwen was almost infuriated to death by his appearance. She grabbed a glass from the tea table and smashed it against his back with all her might.

Xu Liangmao didn’t move an inch, nor did he resist.

"Give me some money. I need it for a business trip." After taking off her clothes, Li Huiwen was ready to change into a new set so as not to look too disheveled when going out—it would be easy to give it away. "Don’t hurry to refuse. I know you’ve recently come into some money."

"Didn’t I give you some a while ago? The rest is being saved for our daughter," Xu Liangmao refused. Tang Zheng and Lu Fan weren’t short of money; they had given him several hundred million just to secure his peace of mind, fearing that if he died, so he saved it all as an inheritance for his daughters.

"What about me? Don’t I get to live?" Li Huiwen was almost enraged to death.

"You have money!" Xu Liangmao knew his wife wasn’t lacking money; ever since finding out she was unfaithful, he didn’t want to have anything to do with her anymore.

"I have money? Heh, sure I have money. It’s the money I earn by letting other men climb on top of me!" Li Huiwen spoke without restraint, intending to provoke Xu Liangmao with self-degradation; in fact, her mental state was already abnormal.

Xu Liangmao clenched his fist tightly, his forehead veins bulging. He thought he could remain calm in the face of these things, but hearing Li Huiwen’s own words still enraged him.

"What? Want to hit me? Come on!" Li Huiwen yelled, "What? Don’t have the guts?"

Xu Liangmao fell silent. Once, he had been infatuated with Li Huiwen, thinking himself the luckiest man in the world, but now, he couldn’t even bear to look at her once more. So he turned around and got back to packing.

"You coward, you weakling, too scared to even hit a woman, what’s the point of you living!" Li Huiwen roared.

No one spoke anymore; there was only a silence as cold as the Arctic ice, solidified—apart from the occasional rustling of clothes, and then nothing but unending oppression.

Li Huiwen bit her lip, not wanting to cry—at least, she didn’t want to cry in front of Xu Liangmao.

In less than five minutes, Xu Liangmao had left without looking back.

Watching his resolute figure, Li Huiwen could no longer hold back. Tears overflowed, and her body suddenly lost all strength, falling to the ground.

"No, I can’t afford to waste time!" Li Huiwen forced herself to stand up, only to hear footsteps at the door. A surge of hope welled up in her heart.

"Has he changed his mind?" Li Huiwen looked up, but her expression was instantly frozen with shock.

Tong Yulei entered the room and caught sight of Li Huiwen, his eyes flashing with lecherous intent. He quickly feigned surprise and rushed over.

"Huiwen, what happened?" Tong Yulei reached out for Li Huiwen’s shoulder, his gaze involuntarily lingering on her chest.

For over a year, he had been coveting this colleague of his. Each time he saw her pass by in her professional attire at the company, he couldn’t help but wish he could have her. He hadn’t expected to finally get his chance.

"Get away from me!" Li Huiwen slapped Tong Yulei across the face and ran towards the bedroom to get dressed.

Tong Yulei lunged fiercely, overpowering Li Huiwen, his hand roaming wildly over her body.

"Let me go, or I’ll scream for help!" Li Huiwen struggled, but the other’s strength was too great.

"Scream then, and when they come, I’ll tell them that you killed Liu Man!" Tong Yulei’s words struck like a thunderclap, echoing in Li Huiwen’s ears, almost stunning her into unconsciousness.

"Heh, I knew it!" Tong Yulei laughed inwardly, with satisfaction. Lately, neither Liu Man nor Li Huiwen had been at the company, creating a sense of unease among everyone. But he had sensed something unusual. Already predisposed to mischief, he had secretly gathered information about Liu Man, intending to seduce her and connect with the wealthy widow. But to his chagrin, she didn’t fancy him at all.

"Tang Zheng, what a joke!" To achieve his goal, Tong Yulei went so far as to hire a private investigator and rented the room next door to Li Huiwen’s home to keep a close watch.

"Where is Liu Man’s money? You definitely know. We can split it. Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone about this!" Tong Yulei stuck out his tongue and licked Li Huiwen’s back with gusto. He had gone to great lengths not just to sleep with this woman but also for the illicit money of Director Liu.

"Alright, I’ll go get it, but you have to promise not to call the police," Li Huiwen took a deep breath, calming herself down.

"I promise!" Tong Yulei was proud of his long-pondered plans coming to fruition, "But I’m coming with you!"

Tong Yulei released Li Huiwen, laughing heartily at the opportunity to gain both money and pleasure. He had checked recently and found, for some unknown reason, Liu Man’s death hadn’t prompted a police investigation—an excellent piece of news.

"With this leverage, I can play with Li Huiwen for a lifetime." Tong Yulei was dreaming his sweet dream when suddenly a white light flashed before his eyes. Instinctively stepping back, he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

"Die!" Li Huiwen gritted her teeth and stabbed ferociously at the man before her with a fruit knife, soaking his chest in fresh blood.

"No, don’t!" Tong Yulei begged for mercy, losing his strength and crumpling to the floor. Seeing Li Huiwen’s satisfied expression, he realized he had underestimated her.

"Blackmail me? Go to hell!" Li Huiwen, incensed that this man dared to touch her, plunged the knife into his right hand and twisted violently, turning flesh into a bloody mess.

Tong Yulei screamed, his body trembling, but soon fell silent, as the fruit knife penetrated his mouth, slicing off to the left and cleaving through his cheek, cutting his tongue off.

Still not appeased, Li Huiwen forcefully gouged out one of Tong Yulei’s eyeballs. She then stood up, but upon seeing the dying wretch before her, she plunged the fruit knife again, this time into his groin.

Tong Yulei passed out, and Li Huiwen, after spitting on his face and hurriedly washing herself, changed into a clean uniform and left with her suitcase.

"You didn’t leave?" It was a surprise to Li Huiwen that the woman actually waited for her.

"I’ll come with you!" The woman was in a sorry state, wincing continuously from the pain of her beating.

"Do you have any money on you?" Seeing the woman shake her head, Li Huiwen didn’t lose heart. She cursed loudly, "To hell with it, you change into some clothes, and later come with me to a place to get some money. Then we’ll head to Myanmar."

The woman nodded, obedient.

For a moment, Li Huiwen considered selling the woman, but seeing her docile behavior, she abandoned the thought.

"I will survive, and I will thrive. Just wait and see, all of you bastards!" Li Huiwen, fierce with resolve, ground her teeth and cursed. She planned to earn some money, wait for the storm to pass, and then take her revenge on all the men who had slept with her, making each one pay a price.

Xu Liangmao didn’t go straight home but sat on a bench in a park, his cigarette burning down to the butt, the smoke shrouding his deeply wrinkled cheeks, the ground littered with discarded cigarette butts.

The honest man lowered his head to see the note already soaked with sweat in his palm, secretly purchased from the Silver Trojan, which listed the names of men who had been involved with Li Huiwen.

Xu Liangmao cared, but he did not want revenge; he was soft-hearted because he felt that behind each of those men lay a family, but after hearing Li Huiwen’s defiant cry, he changed his mind.

The cigarette scorched his mouth, and Xu Liangmao spat it out. He rose to seek his revenge, as the streetlights cast a somber shadow behind him as he walked away.