Chapter 8

Chen Xingjun stood up from the sofa in the hotel lobby, his face as gloomy as water.

"Where did you go last night?"

"And, what's wrong with your foot?"

"You West-Eight stinking woman, where did you go last night!"

"Why didn't you attend the banquet?"

"You didn't answer my calls either. Have you forgotten your status?"

"You are a member of our Chen family now, you are my wife!"

"From now on, no matter where you go, you must report to me!"

Chen Xingjun was truly furious now.

That damned old thing had abolished the primogeniture system.

It had cost him his status as the group's heir.

His future was bleak.

And now, he couldn't even keep an eye on or control his own woman.

A sense of immense frustration rose in his heart!

He didn't dare vent his anger at his grandfather.

But he certainly had the confidence to bully this stinking woman, Mo Hyun-min.

So, he started off with a barrage of angry scolding.

Mo Hyun-min, seeing Chen Xingjun, had felt a little guilty at first.

She was afraid he might notice something off about her.

But after being berated by him,

it stirred up bad memories in her heart once again.

And so,

she also put her hands on her hips, pointed at Chen Xingjun, and said angrily: "Chen Xingjun, what right do you have to lecture me? It's true I married you, but I am not your slave!"

"We agreed from the start that this marriage was just a formality. After the wedding, we would each live our own lives and not interfere with one another!"

"You can go out and play with women, find mistresses, and spend your days in debauchery—I don't care, and you shouldn't care where I go either."

"So why should I have to report to you?"

"What qualifications do you have to lecture me?"

Chen Xingjun hadn't expected that after just one night, this stinking woman Mo Hyun-min

would dare to be so defiant.

It made him fly into a rage.

He pointed at Mo Hyun-min and said in a commanding tone: "I can ignore where you go, but last night was our wedding day, with so many guests and relatives watching."

"Just because you were absent from the banquet, I lost face. Do you understand?"

"Also, I can tolerate you having your own social circle, but you must fulfill your responsibilities as a wife!"

"Since you married into our Chen family, you should naturally bear offspring for our family and expand the lineage. This is your duty!"

Upon hearing this,

Mo Hyun-min gave a disdainful laugh.

She understood exactly what Chen Xingjun meant.

He just wanted her to cooperate with this disgusting guy to get pregnant and have children.

To give birth to their Chen family's descendants.

He must be dreaming!

She felt disgusted just looking at this man, Chen Xingjun.

She wouldn't let him touch her with a single finger!

Let alone bear his children.

As for bearing descendants for the Chen family,

Mo Hyun-min thought, even without you, I can still add new members to your Chen family!

She and Chen Daojun hadn't used any protective measures at all.

As long as there was nothing wrong with her and Chen Daojun's bodies,

she would show signs of pregnancy in two months.

By then,

she would definitely be pregnant with Chen Daojun's child.

As a member of the Chen family,

Chen Daojun's child was also a descendant of the Chen family.

If not with him, then with whom should she have a child?

Furthermore, Mo Hyun-min believed that her and Chen Daojun's child would surely be the most outstanding.

She had also heard the conversation between Chen Xingjun and Chen Daojun earlier.

Chen Xingjun, that fool, had now lost his qualification as the group's heir.

This meant everyone else in the family had a chance.

And Chen Daojun had the best chance.

Because she would secretly help her man.

Plus, with the media influence of her own Hyun-sung Daily,

wouldn't taking over the Soonyang Group be a done deal?

Mo Hyun-min was ambitious too.

When she originally agreed to marry Chen Xingjun, besides wanting to spite Chen Daojun, she had also been attracted by Chen Xingjun's status as the eldest grandson and heir to the Soonyang Group.

But this loser couldn't even keep his status as the heir.

Then what use was he?

Chen Daojun, at only 20 years old, was already the president of Miracle Investment.

And according to intelligence she had her family's reporters gather, Chen Daojun had made over a billion US dollars just by investing in an American online shopping site called Amazon!

And Chen Xingjun?

He was already 28 this year.

And still had achieved nothing!

Relying on his status as a chaebol heir, he spent his time abroad in debauchery, living a life of luxury, hanging out with wealthy second-generation kids from all over the world, playing with women, and living like a drunkard.

If it weren't for the fact that the old man Chen Yangzhe was in poor health—having been told by doctors he had a malignant hemangioma and feeling his time was running out—and had summoned him back from abroad,

Chen Xingjun would still be playing the part of a wealthy chaebol playboy in America.

Such a good-for-nothing second-generation heir.

Even if he had children in the future, they would be pathetic.

They would inherit all his flaws!

Mo Hyun-min hadn't thought much of him before.

Now, she scoffed at him even more.

So she sneered at Chen Xingjun: "Chen Xingjun, when we got married, I told you not to touch my household registration."

"I am only in a marriage alliance with you; it doesn't mean I have to have children with you. You need to get that straight!"

"If you're unhappy, you can go ahead and divorce me."

"I don't care either way."

After hearing this,

Chen Xingjun felt deeply insulted.

He looked ferocious: "Do you know what you're saying?"

"Our marriage represents the cooperation and exchange of resources between two families. The stability of our relationship determines whether the cooperation between our two families goes smoothly."

"And now you're telling me you want a divorce."

"Have I given you too much face?"