Chapter 112: Zhang Qiang Comes to the Door
Lin Huaizhi gave an affirmative hum.
Yun Ziliao sneered. “I thought he was some kind of peerless ‘good man’ for Fang Mo to be so obsessed with him. Turns out he’s just an idiot with a narrow worldview who treats his ego as a meal, with eyes higher than the top of his head but hands that can’t do anything.”
“I really don’t know what Fang Mo sees in him. His taste is terrible.” He clicked his tongue again. “And so was yours.”
Lin Huaizhi: “…”
Lin Huaizhi was essentially an innocent bystander getting hit. He explained, “First of all, I did not have feelings for Chu Xiaoran. Secondly, I did not have feelings for Chu Xiaoran. And finally, I did not have feelings for Chu Xiaoran.”
Yun Ziliao laughed.
“It’s just a sentence. Look at you—why are you getting all worked up? Even doing ‘firstly, secondly, and finally.'”
Lin Huaizhi was too lazy to argue with him. “I’m not worked up. Since you believe in me, I’ll give you a warning as well: don’t actually get on Fang Mo’s ship. Otherwise, you’ll be the one suffering in the end.”
Lin Huaizhi hung up immediately after speaking.
Anyway, the complaint had been filed.
How Yun Ziliao handled Chu Xiaoran and what Fang Mo would do for Chu Xiaoran were their business.
Since Yun Ziliao had shown some goodwill, Lin Huaizhi returned a bit of goodwill in kind. He wouldn’t comment on Fang Mo’s character, but the man only had eyes for Chu Xiaoran and would do anything for him.
During the call, Yun Ziliao had mentioned Fang Mo several times and even felt it was unfair for him to like someone like Chu Xiaoran. This proved that he either felt pity for Fang Mo or had already started falling for him without realizing it.
Of course, if Yun Ziliao really wanted to play out a “sadistic love” drama with Fang Mo, Lin Huaizhi would be more than happy to watch.
Yun Ziliao kept lovers and expected them to be available at his beck and call, accompanying him twenty-four hours a day. As for a career? Naturally, they couldn’t have one.
Once Fang Mo was in his hands, he would slowly become a plaything. If he wanted to be a successful and shining star, he might as well just dream.
However, Lin Huaizhi thought the more likely possibility was that regardless of whether Yun Ziliao fell in love or not, it was impossible for him to marry Fang Mo. This man seemed affectionate but, in reality, valued his family’s interests above all else. Finding a woman to marry and have children with was an inevitability; it was only a matter of time.
He was looking forward to seeing if Chu Xiaoran and Fang Mo’s so-called “true love” could continue to develop under those circumstances.
If not, he would be happy to watch the two of them turn on each other.
It would be best if they tore each other apart.
…
The next day, Zhang Qiang came to the door.
To be precise, he followed Lin Huaizhi to his previous residence. Then, as Lin Huaizhi was opening the door, he lunged out from behind and pushed Lin Huaizhi inside.
His phone fell by the bedroom door. Lin Huaizhi glanced at the camera on the back and then allowed a flash of panic to appear.
“Who!”
“Who! You animal, you have the nerve to ask who! I’m your old man!”
Zhang Qiang slammed the door shut with a bang and immediately began cursing. He lunged forward and slapped Lin Huaizhi hard across the face.
“You didn’t come to pick me up when I got out of prison! You made such a big scene and didn’t even look for me! You didn’t give me any money to spend! What do you want to do! Do you believe I’ll just beat you to death!”
The taste of iron filled Lin Huaizhi’s mouth.
Zhang Qiang’s slap had come quickly, but Lin Huaizhi could have completely dodged it. He could have even given Zhang Qiang a kick that would have made his organs burst.
But he didn’t dodge.
How could he? If he dodged, how would the next scene play out? And how would he execute the most brilliant counter-kill?
Lin Huaizhi wiped the streak of blood from the corner of his mouth.
“Pick you up? I wish you had died in prison. How could I possibly pick you up—especially after you killed my mother?”
Zhang Qiang was a gambler.
Once his gambling addiction flared up, he was capable of anything. Moreover, he wasn’t a good person to begin with; he had been a petty thief as a child and had committed assault with a knife as an adult.
Hearing Lin Huaizhi mention that “idiot woman,” Zhang Qiang didn’t show a single shred of guilt. Instead, a boundless hostility appeared on his face.
“She deserved to die!”
“A brainless thing, stupid to death. All she knew was how to eat, eat, eat all day! How much could the house possibly have to feed her! I should have used a brick to smash her to death earlier! I should have smashed her head to pieces!”
As he spoke, he looked at Lin Huaizhi again.
“And you! You’re the seed of my Zhang family! You should have been on my side! Instead, you helped that b*tch pick up a kitchen knife to hack at me!”
“You ungrateful wolf!”
Without Lin Huaizhi even needing to guide him, Zhang Qiang exposed everything. He was still holding a knife, slowly closing in on Lin Huaizhi.
“For all these years, you didn’t even come to see me once. Do you still know that I’m your father!”
Lin Huaizhi lowered his gaze to the small fruit knife. There wasn’t a hint of fear in his demeanor. He looked at Zhang Qiang and sneered, “If I had a choice, I would never have chosen you to be my father.”
Zhang Qiang’s spit flew everywhere.
“You have a choice? Bullsh*t! To be my, Zhang Qiang’s, son is a blessing you earned in your past life!”
As if remembering something, Zhang Qiang looked at Lin Huaizhi as if he were looking at trash. “My old Zhang family finally has an heir, yet you’re actually rolling around with a man! Willingly letting someone else stick it in you! You’re just as lowly as that mother of yours!”
The “idiot woman” had the mind of a child.
She was beautiful, but in a mountain village like that, beauty was synonymous with being a target for crime. Because she didn’t understand, a single piece of candy could coax her. Even if she occasionally had some awareness, she couldn’t resist the forced advances of those with ill intentions.
But what could be done?
Her mother was long dead, and her father saw her as a “money-losing commodity” and had practically put her on the market for a clear price.
She had been pregnant.
Before Zhang Qiang came to the door.
Afterward, she was sold to Zhang Qiang for five hundred yuan. Later, Zhang Qiang discovered the truth, so the child was forcibly aborted.
Zhang Qiang had cursed her countless times and had gone to her father’s house, but they said, “The money has been paid and the goods delivered. You bought such a beautiful wife for five hundred yuan; even if she isn’t a virgin, you still turned a profit.”
Zhang Qiang couldn’t get his money back, so he beat her to vent his anger.
Over and over again.
Lin Huaizhi had heard Zhang Qiang mention these things—not to him, but as insults used while beating the “idiot woman.”
Those words could no longer humiliate her, but Lin Huaizhi felt an incomparable rage upon hearing them.
The brief silence was the horn of victory in Zhang Qiang’s eyes. He held his head high. “I don’t expect you to take care of me in my old age anymore. I heard that the young fellow you’re clinging to is quite rich. As long as you give me one million—no, ten million!”
“As long as you give me ten million, I’ll never bother you again. I’ll let you and that man mess around however you want! Mess around as much as you like!”
His words were incredibly crude, yet Lin Huaizhi didn’t even frown. He only uttered six words.
“What if I don’t give it?”
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