Volume 1: Dragon in the River and Lake Chapter 47: Domestic Violence

  Ye Shaofeng would not help a woman he had never met before just for some reward, but he would help her because of her pitiful situation, without seeking any benefits in return.

  Ye Shaofeng has a chivalrous bone in his body. When he does things, he doesn't consider personal gain, but rather whether what he's doing is right and aligns with the scorching heart in his chest.

  If he were to walk away today and not help this young mother, his own conscience would be uneasy. When he closes his eyes, he will imagine the woman being abused by her ugly husband, a terrible scene that haunts him like a nightmare, impossible to shake off. So, he wants to help.

  A person living in this world can do wrong things, can do foolish things, but must not do things that go against their conscience. Once they lose their conscience, then even if they are still alive, they are just a walking corpse.

  As they walked into the neighborhood, Ye Shaofeng asked, "Which building? I'll go with you to find him."

  The young mother nodded, and the child in her arms smiled against the cold wind.

  I don't know if this one-year-old child can understand what adults are saying. The cold wind blows and the child's small face is bright red.

  The child didn't cry all the way, not a single tear fell, even though the cold autumn wind cut like a knife on his face, it was painful to death, but the child didn't cry, in his mother's warm arms, he smiled from time to time, his eyes curved into crescent moons, extremely lovely.

  The child is laughing, while the mother is crying, with no tears on her face, but in her heart.

  A woman abandoned by a man is pitiful, while a man who abandons his wife is despicable.

  Abandoning one's own family is unacceptable, abandoning a beautiful wife and lovely children is unacceptable, going outside to keep mistresses, such men are not worthy of being called men, they should be castrated!

  Building 13, Unit 1.

  The fourth floor window is lit, with warm orange light that warms the heart. The house has thin curtains, which don't block out much, but it's just a mood. When a man and his lover are alone together, they need this kind of atmosphere.

  A young mother holding a child looked at the brightly lit window on the fourth floor, her eyes dimming, then glanced at a Beijing Jeep next to her.

  "He said: 'His car is here, his people are here. On the fourth floor, his mistress must also be here.'"

  As she spoke, the young mother hugged her child tightly and strode into the corridor with a bold and fearless attitude.

  Ye Shaofeng looked at this physically guaranteed mother, her long hair fluttering in the wind, and she also followed closely behind.

  Fourth floor, the heavy iron safety door was closed, the woman stretched out her hand to ring the doorbell, hesitated for a moment, she started to get nervous, not because she was afraid of her husband coming out to beat him up, but because she was afraid of seeing the contemptuous eyes of her husband's mistress.

  Young mother in front of her little lover, she is a loser, a failure who can't even stand her own husband.

  Men feel it's a shame to wear a green hat, but women would be even more ashamed if their husbands were snatched away by others.

  Her hand hesitated at the door several times, but she didn't have the courage to press it down. Ye Shaofeng saw the young mother's difficulty and decided that since he had come this far, he would help her all the way through.

  Standing in front of the young mother, Ye Shaofeng stretched out his hand and slammed the door, not ringing the doorbell, because ringing the doorbell was too polite, and it wasn't necessary to show respect to that kind of man inside.

  "Bang bang bang" shook the door. The man in the house initially thought it was an earthquake, with wallpaper falling off the walls at home, only to realize that someone was knocking on the door.

  The man is massaging his lover's feet, like a little eunuch serving his master in the palace. When looking at his lover, there is a splash of smile on his face.

  "Someone's knocking on the door, go and open it quickly, it must be that yellow-faced wife of yours who has arrived." The little lover teased.

  The man stood up, wiped his hands, and there was still a smell of foot odor on them.

  Wiping away the bright smile from just now, she made a stern face and walked to the door, looking through the peephole to see a large hand still forcefully knocking on the door.

  The man impatiently opened a slit and was about to ask a question.

  Ye Shaofeng suddenly kicked the door open with one foot, and the man was kicked into the house by Ye Shaofeng's kick. He rolled on the ground and almost didn't get up.

  When entering the house, I casually pulled on the telephone line at the door and directly broke it off.

  "How could it be you!" Ma Teng quickly scrambled up from the ground. He had just been kicked by Ye Shaofeng and was still reeling from the blow.

  Ye Shaofeng glanced over and this person was actually Ma Teng!

  Zonghai Group, Sales Department Manager.

  Ma Teng who initially asked Ye Shaofeng to wipe his car hubcaps, Ma Teng who initially called the Nancheng Four Tigers to beat up Ye Shaofeng!

  They had a grudge against each other for a long time, and it's true that enemies will meet on a narrow road. Today, they ran into each other, just in time to settle old scores!

  Ma Teng took a look at Ye Shaofeng's back and saw that his own wife had also come. She looked even more haggard, her whole body thinner by a circle.

  Not only did his wife come, but she also brought their child along with her.

  The child is already one year old, but he has never heard him call out "Dad". Of course, Ma Teng doesn't want to hear these things either. He just wants to be with his lover and have another child.

  "How did you get together? What are you doing here?" Ma Teng asked again.

  Ye Shao Feng closed the door and slowly walked into the house, which was already warm with heating. The warmth inside was a stark contrast to the cold weather outside, making it feel much more comfortable.

  Ma Teng's little lover was still sitting on the sofa, but her face didn't look good, she seemed a bit tense. She regretted that her phone was charging in the bedroom, otherwise she would have called the police long ago.

  The little lover wore a silk sensual suspenders sleepwear, in such a warm room, wearing such clothes, not cold at all.

  Her bust is quite large, but not as big as a young mother's. She looks pretty, but not as beautiful as a young mother.

  The little lover's delicate jade feet were still propped up on the sofa, with pink nail polish on her toes, looking quite sexy. Her skin was also very fair and tender, looking like she was only seventeen or eighteen years old.

  I didn't expect Ma Teng to like this kind of little woman. Only old men would like little women. Real men all like young mothers.

  Ye Shaofeng sat down on the sofa, leaned back and glanced up and down at his little lover's body, saying: "Sister, are you an adult?"

  The little lover didn't dare speak, and was a bit trembling with fear.

  "Ye Shaofeng, this is called trespassing! If you don't leave now, I'll call the police!" Ma Teng roared, he knew Ye Shaofeng's ferocity, so he didn't dare to fight him head-on.

  "This is your home, right? If it's yours, then your wife also has half the property rights! I was invited by your wife, how can you say that I'm trespassing? Now the one who should leave is this little fox spirit."

  As he spoke, Ye Shaofeng turned his head to look at Ma Teng's little lover, and with one hand on the little lover's jade foot, he said: "Being kept by this despicable man, how much money do you get per month?"

  Ma Teng rushed in front of his wife and scolded: "You stinky bitch, calling a wild man to my home, I'll beat you to death..."

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