Chapter 142: 142, Are You Surprised (5)_1 Chapter 142: 142, Are You Surprised (5)_1 âThis proposal isnât bad, since itâll only be our family members there. Jingwu should bring that girl home so that I can meet her.â
Rhee nodded, thinking about how to convince his son to bring the girl over.
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It was midnight when An Man returned home from the hospital. Having spent a considerable amount of time personally caring for her son at the hospital, she looked noticeably worn out, far from her usual dignified and noblewomanly appearance.
Opening the front door, she noticed that though the living room lights were on, there was no sign of the servants. The living room was a mess, with magazines strewn all over the place.
It had only been a while since sheâd left, and yet, the servants were already this unrestrained, leaving the lights on and not tidying up.
An Man carelessly threw her purse onto the sofa and dragged her weary feet towards the staircase.
Approaching her bedroom, the door was slightly ajar, and sounds of heavy breathing mixed with sensual moans were seeping from inside.
An Man felt as if sheâd been struck by lightning, her already pale face blanched even further. The sounds coming from the room filled her with dread, rendering her unable to open the door.
The sounds inside the room grew louder, and An Manâs eyes glazed over. Her hand, which had been raised in mid-air, lost all its strength and fell limply back to her side.
âMr. Xiang, arenât you afraid that your wife will discover and freak out about us being here?â The womanâs sensual voice echoed from within the room.
âThat old tigress is too busy staying at the hospital to even bother with me. She wonât be coming home at this hour.â The manâs voice, laced with mirth, resonated. It was a voice An Man knew all too well.
âXiang, you promised to marry me, do you still stand by your words?â
âThat depends on your performance. If you can bear me a son, Iâll divorce that old tigress immediately and ceremoniously make you my wife.â
âStop thatâŠâ
Outside the door, An Man was shaking slightly. Her hands clenched into fists, and her eyes shimmered with unshed tears.
Ha, this was the man she had shared her bed with for more than twenty years!
After a moment, An Man took a deep breath, wiped the tears from her eyes, and forcefully pushed open the door.
âBang-â
âAhh-â
The loud noise of the door shaking startled the woman on the bed. She scrambled naked off Xiang Yuan, and hastily dove under the covers.
âAman, you, how did youâŠâ Xiang Yuan, shirtless, looked at the person who appeared in the bedroom, and his face slightly changed.
Damn, how did she get back?
An Man glanced at the clothes scattered on the floor, including a few of her nightgowns. A blanket on the bed was concealing two peopleâshe didnât need to guess what was happening underneath.
âXiang Yuan, arenât you surprised to see me here?â
Xiang Yuanâs face turned grim, and the woman besides him didnât dare to make a sound, fear glinting in her eyes.
âAman, let me explain, things arenât what you think.â Xiang Yuan cast aside the blanket, put on the pants lying on the floor, and swiftly walked towards An Man.
An Man gave a scornful laugh and slapped him across his face.
âShut up.â
âSlap-â
The clear sound of the slap reverberated around the room.
She didnât hold back for the once intimate husband in this slap. Xiang Yuanâs right cheek immediately turned red and swollen. The outline of her palm was perfectly visible on his face.
The woman on the bed seemed terrified by this scene. She huddled at the head of the bed, shivering and keeping silent, hoping that An Man wouldnât turn her anger onto her.
âAman, youâŠâ Xiang Yuan looked at her incredulously, slight pain registering on his face.
âWhat about me, Xiang Yuan? Didnât you say you were going to S City on business?â An Man scoffed, âHow did your business bring you to our bed?â
She cast a withering look at the woman huddled on the bed, utter distaste on her face. âXiang Yuan, Chengcheng is still in the hospital, he is your son after all. Despite this, you still had the audacity to bring a woman here and play underhanded games. Do you view me as transparent?â
âI really do not understand, how could I have married a beast like you? Donât forget, without the An Family, you wouldnât be where you are today. You dared to bring a woman here, so donât blame me for not considering our marital bond.â
With fury burning in her eyes, An Man stormed towards the woman on the bed. Xiang Yuan reached out to hold her back, âWhat are you trying to do?â
âWhat? Are you feeling protective of this whore? Trying to stop me from dealing with her?â An Man swung around, shaking off his hand. She had the upper hand, âXiang Yuan, donât forget the largest shareholder of Xiang Group is me. If you donât want to lose everything you possess, itâs better for you to stay silent on the side.â
A glint of hostility flashed in Xiang Yuanâs eyes, but he ignored the pleas for help from the woman in the bed. He turned and walked to the side.
Between a woman and power and status, the weights of the two were evident.
An Man had already predicted his choice. It wasnât too surprising.
âYou, what are you trying to do?â The woman on the bed became scared as An Man approached her. She wrapped the blanket around her naked body and began to back off.
An Man gave her a look of contempt, grabbed her blanket, and tore it away, revealing her body marked all over.
âAhh-â
The woman screamed, crossing her arms over her upper body in a futile attempt to cover herself, as she couldnât possibly hide everything.
An Man, looking at her reaction, coldly retorted, âWhy does a slut like you act like a chaste and virtuous woman? You have no shame.â
âMr. XiangâŠâ The woman looked up at Xiang Yuan with tear-filled eyes, her voice pleading.
Little did she know that her innocent and pitiful look, completely infuriated An Man. An Man lunged forward, grabbed a handful of the womanâs long, curly hair, and yanked her off the bed.
âBitch, you dare to wear my clothes, you dare to sleep on my bed, I will never let you off today.â
An Man gripped her hair tightly, smacking her face.
âAh, Xiang⊠Help, help meâŠâ As the sound of the slap resounded, the womanâs tears began to fall, and her makeup became a mess from all the crying.
Xiang Yuan watched the two women wrestling on the floor. His face was dark with anger, yet he made no move to intervene. âYou slut seducing my husband, go to hell.â An Man straddled her waist, swinging slaps to her face. In a matter of minutes, her previously fair face had swelled up like a pigâs head, completely unattractive. A tuft of her pulled-out hair was scattered beside her, looking at it sent chills down your spine.
Seeming tired from all the slapping, An Man stood up, raising her foot to kick at her stomach, âStill want to have a son? With you in your lowly state, you dare to desire something that isnât yours, truly out of your mind.â
The mistress of Xiang Group could only be her, everything of Xiang Family belonged to her son, Chengcheng. No one could take even a tiny bit.
She aimed and kicked, one after another. The woman curled up, unable to fight back.
âUgh-â
Eventually, the woman couldnât take it anymore, her face turned pale and she vomited fresh blood onto the white carpet below.
âPlease⊠please spare⊠meâŠâ The woman crawled weakly to An Manâs feet, her bloodstained hand reaching out feebly to grab An Manâs ankle.
âI will⊠never dareâŠto do it again. Please, let me goâŠâ