Chapter 1216: Reaping the Bitter Fruit 6

Pei Meirui craned her neck to take a look and then exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Oh my, what an eyesore, this is beyond shameless! Is it because Lu Changcheng is too old to manage, that Xu Qiurong is so desperate to find a pretty boy to fool around with?"

"Tsk tsk, truly a woman who used to be a prostitute. How can one man ever satisfy her? Who knows how many flings she’s had over the years. If I were her man, I’d rush to the hospital for a check-up, to see if I’ve contracted some venereal disease or AIDS."

This exaggerated and sarcastic shout finally snapped Lu Changcheng out of his daze.

His expression instantly turned sinister and frightening, his ears filled with those unbearable sounds.

Cuckold, insatiable, wanton, slut, well-maintained bust.

Every word buzzed in Lu Changcheng’s ears like a devil’s whisper.

With a stormy face, he looked at Xu Qiurong lying naked under another man, her body covered with kiss marks and bruises, and his eyes turned blood-red.

He strode forward and kicked Deng An, who was still instinctively seeking pleasure, flying away.

He landed sprawled on the floor, his indecent part still full of vigor.

Lu Changcheng’s hand rose in anger and slapped Xu Qiurong’s face fiercely, "Slut!"

With a crisp smack, Xu Qiurong was sent sideways, her face instantly swelling.

Tears welled up in her eyes, filled with pain as she looked at the man she loved for over twenty years, her voice shrill, "I was framed..."

This man, knowing full well she was set up by Xia Weibao, actually struck her without distinguishing right from wrong!

And worse still, Lu Changcheng had lost all reason, rushing in with a barrage of punches and kicks.

Xu Qiurong, with no clothes on, took every hit directly to the flesh, curling up on the floor in painful cries.

The sound of beatings and calls for help made everyone present shiver, stepping back several paces.

Could it be he was going to beat someone to death?

But this was a husband catching his wife in the act—who dared intervene?

Lu Changcheng stepped on Xu Qiurong’s face, pinning her to the ground as she was near death, his face livid.

His voice was vicious, "Why don’t you just die!"

Such a minor task she couldn’t handle, and even got outsmarted—a worthless fool, why not just die!

Dead, at least she could keep her innocence. Now, committing such a shameless act in public, she disgraced not only herself but also Lu Changcheng!

Xu Qiurong’s body was in pain, and her heart even colder.

She never imagined that the husband she’d slept beside for over twenty years would tell her to die.

She was a victim too.

Zhong Wanshu stood among the crowd, looking coldly at Lu Changcheng’s crazed and furious face, and his murderous eyes.

She truly couldn’t believe that this was the man she once loved in her youth.

Such a man was actually the father of her two children—it was truly disgusting.

Thankfully, Lu Hualiang and Lu Huashan didn’t inherit his temper.

Otherwise, how tragic it would have been.

Lu Huashan looked at her father, feeling only disgust, wanting to vomit.

Xia Weibao walked up leisurely from behind, her expression cold as she observed this farce, feeling no burden at all.

After all, she didn’t orchestrate any of this.

Xu Qiurong deserved her fate.

Compared to the pain they inflicted on her mother-in-law, this was nothing!

Xia Weibao’s eyes flickered lightly, a quick flash of ruthless intent.

Xu Qiurong had learned her lesson, but what about Lu Changcheng...