Plunder-Chapter 74 - Play with your sister
Chapter 74: Chapter 74 Play with your sister!
Chapter 74 -74 Play with your sister!
Qiao En was startled; she hadn’t expected the fire to reach her as well.
“Uncle Zhong, what are you waiting for? Kick this woman out!”
Yao Chuman yelled fiercely.
Uncle Zhong had already risen from the ground, his eyes bloodshot with anger that dominated his aged face. He quickly walked towards Qiao En, pointing towards the gate.
“Please leave; you’re not welcome here.”
“Mrs. Zhou, take care!”
Qiao En, knowing the situation, understood they didn’t want her there, so she decided to leave.
“She is my person; you have no right to boss her around.”
As she was about to leave, Zhou Jin’an suddenly pulled her behind him.
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He grabbed her wrist, his hand burning hot, his fingers strong.
Yao Chuman was startled.
In an instant, her tears fell like beads off a broken string.
“Zhen Dong just passed away, and you no longer care about his dignity? Zhou Jin’an, don’t forget, you also carry the blood of the Zhou family!”
She stood on a moral high ground, beginning to pressure Zhou Jin’an.
At that time, Qiao En thought the people at the Zhou Residence opposed her because her secret of being Mrs. Zhou’s pawn had been exposed.
This was disgraceful, and she had only herself to blame.
Moreover, Yao Chuman and Mrs. Zhou were at odds, it made complete sense that she wouldn’t be welcomed.
“Mr. Zhou, please go see Director Zhou. I’ll take my leave now.”
Qiao En was a sensible woman; she didn’t want to make things difficult for Zhou Jin’an.
She tried to free her hand from his strong grip, but he simply wouldn’t let go.
“Today, you are going nowhere but staying by my side. I want to see who dares to drive you away.”
He led Qiao En by the hand, striding towards the entrance of the hall.
“Mr. Zhou, please don’t do this. The deceased should be respected, Director Zhou wouldn’t want you to act this way. It’s inappropriate for me to stay here, please let me leave, okay?”
Qiao En was patient, speaking gently, attempting to soothe the fury in Zhou Jin’an’s heart.
But he suddenly stopped walking and shouted down at her, “Can’t you show some backbone? They bully and insult you; do you think they will spare you if you keep backing down?”
“Applause…”
Before Zhou Jin’an could finish, sudden applause erupted in the hall.
Qiao En looked up to see Zhou Ziyan, dressed in plain clothes, walking out from within.
He was tall and thin, his skin so pale it almost glowed; Qiao En had never seen such a fair-skinned man before.
With a sinister aura, he stationed himself at the entrance of the hall.
“Big brother, you finally came back; I thought you had disappeared! Dad wanted to talk to you before he died, but unfortunately, you missed the chance!”
“Move aside!”
Zhou Jin’an ignored Zhou Ziyan’s schadenfreude, still trying to walk inside while holding Qiao En’s hand, but Zhou Ziyan blocked them with half his body.
“You can go in, but she can’t.”
He pointed at Qiao En.
“Move aside!”
Zhou Jin’an roared again.
“I’ve already said it, you can, but she can’t.”
Zhou Ziyan raised his voice as well.
The atmosphere suddenly turned tense, as if a fierce battle was about to erupt.
“Cheng Lu, what are you waiting for?”
Zhou Jin’an ordered; he was determined to do what he wanted, and no one could stop him.
Cheng Lu dashed towards them quickly, but before he could get close, eight bodyguards suddenly appeared behind Zhou Ziyan.
Each was robust, dressed in black, seeming like a pressing storm as they surrounded Cheng Lu.
“What are you trying to do? Fight? Zhen Dong has just passed away, and you want to fight here? Isn’t the Zhou family’s honor lost enough?”
Yao Chuman shouted fiercely.
Zhou Ziyan sneered contemptuously.
“Some people are not picky when they’re starved, they like sluts that everyone has had. As a member of the Zhou family, I absolutely cannot let such people insult Dad’s spirit in heaven. If she wants to enter, she has to step over my body!”
“Bang!”
Zhou Ziyan had barely finished speaking when Zhou Jin’an punched him.
“Apologize!”
He bellowed like a giant bell.
“Apologize? You want me to apologize to this slut?”
Zhou Ziyan extended a hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, took out a stack of photos from his plain-clothes pocket, and hurled them in Zhou Jin’an’s face.
“You say she’s not a slut, then what are these?”
The photos fluttered to the ground.
One of them landed right in front of Qiao En.
In the photo, she was half-naked, entangled with a fat man.
The scene was indecent.
The photos scattered on the ground were all similar.
Salacious, suggestive, vulgar…
Qiao En stood there, her face pale, her fingers trembling slightly.
That wasn’t her, she hadn’t done those disgraceful things.
But what about these photos then?
“Tsk, tsk, tsk… just as I thought, a dirty slut…”
Mocking voices came from the crowd, their disdainful looks pinning Qiao En to a post of shame.
Cheng Lu bent down, hastily picking up the photos one by one from the ground.
“My dear brother, take a good look, is this woman her or not?”
Zhou Ziyan spitefully fanned the flames.
Zhou Jin’an’s face was livid, but throughout, he did not let go of Qiao En’s hand.
“Big brother, you are uninformed. Dad died from a sudden illness after seeing these photos. You say it’s just for fun, but what kind of woman did you pick? Why did you choose a slut?”
Zhou Ziyan’s words were sharp and cutting, like a knife stabbed into Zhou Jin’an’s chest.
“Screw you!”
Zhou Jin’an cursed and charged forward, swinging his fist and smashing it hard against Zhou Ziyan’s face.
The two quickly grappled with each other.
Zhou Jin’an was fierce, each punch filled with ferocity, and Zhou Ziyan could not withstand them.
Seeing her son at a disadvantage, Yao Chuman immediately came over to protect him.
“Zhou Jin’an, what gives you the right to hit someone? You’re the one who lacks discipline, attracting all these disreputable women, and you’ve already driven Dad to his death. Isn’t that enough for you? Do you want us, mother and son, to die too?”
“If you’re so keen on dying, I won’t mind sending you off.”
Zhou Jin’an aggressively warned.
Yao Chuman didn’t dare to confront Zhou Jin’an head-on; she was afraid that in his frenzy, Zhou Jin’an might actually take their lives.
She sat down on the ground, holding Zhou Ziyan’s head, crying her heart out.
“Ziyan, you can’t die on me, your dad left us in such a hurry, leaving me alone, what am I supposed to do?”
She was a natural actress, her performance of the tragic widow was exceedingly realistic.
Everyone present was moved, yet Zhou Jin’an saw through her act.
His gaze fell on Qiao En.
A small figure crammed among the crowd, she had endured so much yet shed not a single tear.
Seeing Zhou Jin’an look at her, Qiao En squeezed out a bitter smile and said in a forced light-hearted manner, “I’m fine. You should go see Mr. Zhou.”
She was always considerate, always thinking of him first, unwilling to become his burden.
But he was even more unwilling to see her suffer.
His heart ached, he took Qiao En’s hand and strode towards the outside.
“Let’s go home.”
