Ch 60: It’s Dishonest To Say It’s Not Shame
Shen Fuzhu said this, disregarding the many people present, and tried to grab Shen Mingyue’s hair. This action shocked everyone.
Shen Mingyue didn’t expect him to be such a fool, resorting to violence so readily. What kind of occasion was this? He clearly lacked discernment.
Fortunately, Gu Yuanzhou was quick-witted, rising to shield Shen Mingyue behind him.
Looking at the fiercely aggressive middle-aged man before him, Gu Yuanzhou still called out, “Dad.”
Regardless of Shen Mingyue’s relationship with this man, he was now his father-in-law, and etiquette could not be neglected.
Hearing Gu Yuanzhou call the man “Dad,” Zhou Xiaofei felt her heart break. In her eyes, Gu Yuanzhou was sacred and inviolable, a celestial being, yet now he was calling a beggar-like man “Dad.”
Shen Mingyue, oh Shen Mingyue, what virtues did she possess?
Not only Zhou Xiaofei had this thought, even Tian Xiaoqi, standing beside, narrowed her eyes. Her gaze was pure, lingering on Gu Yuanzhou for a few extra seconds, her expression meaningful.
Shen Fuzhu, looking at his son-in-law, felt utterly at a loss. The man was strikingly handsome, even more so than movie stars, and being addressed so formally by him left him stunned.
“Son-in-law, son-in-law, I’m here to teach this brat a lesson. She wouldn’t help with a small favor for a relative. Since marrying into the city, she’s become haughty. You eat yours, I’ll take her outside to discipline her.”
Gu Yuanzhou’s gaze turned cold. “I don’t know what wrong Mingyue has committed? She’s pregnant now and can’t be disturbed.”
For a moment, Shen Fuzhu was taken aback. Gu Yuanzhou clearly wasn’t someone to be trifled with, so he dared not lay a hand on him.
But with so many people watching, he feared losing face, so he suddenly turned to the side and slapped Wang Cuie.
“It’s all your fault for not raising our daughter properly. She can’t even handle small matters, and since moving to the city, she’s forgotten about us, not even writing a letter. Raising her has been in vain.”
Shen Mingyue was speechless. Was such a beast worthy of being called a father? And contacting her? Contacting her to do what? To add to her troubles?
The onlookers were also shocked by the scene. They didn’t expect Shen Mingyue’s father to be poor and also a domestic abuser, readily resorting to violence.
They had never witnessed such a scene before, falling silent and looking at each other in astonishment.
Gu Tianyue and Zhou Xiaofei were gleeful, thinking Shen Mingyue had lost all the face she had managed to gain.
With such parents, she would never be able to hold her head high in the Gu family.
Although Zhou Xiaofei’s family was also from the countryside, at least her parents weren’t as shameful as Shen Fuzhu and his wife.
“This is Hangzhou City, not the village. Assaulting someone is punishable by imprisonment. If you lay another hand on my mother, I’ll report you to the police.”
Shen Mingyue felt somewhat unlucky, but there was nothing she could do. She had inherited the original owner’s body, and naturally had to deal with this mess.
She had wanted to maintain a harmonious facade, but since Shen Fuzhu was so unappreciative, there was no need to give him face. She would directly make her stance clear, letting everyone know that she had no feelings for this father, to avoid later accusations of unfilial piety.
“You little brat, what are you saying? You want to call the police on your own father? Believe me, I’ll deal with both of you!”
Shen Fuzhu rolled up his sleeves, and if Gu Yuanzhou hadn’t intervened, he probably would have hit Shen Mingyue the next second.
Gu Yuanzhou was stunned. While he knew Shen Mingyue’s original family was troubled, he hadn’t imagined her past life.
The countryside was inherently biased towards sons, and she had such a father; it was imaginable how difficult her childhood had been.
Gu Yuanzhou’s first reaction wasn’t shame, but heartbreak at Shen Mingyue’s experiences.
He dared to resort to violence in front of so many people; when she had no one to help her, hadn’t she been beaten frequently?
At this thought, a storm brewed in Gu Yuanzhou’s eyes.
“Mingyue is my wife now. You should think before you speak and act, or I will never call you ‘Dad’ again.”
Wang Cuie showed no reaction to being slapped, likely numb to it by now. She pulled on Shen Fuzhu’s arm anxiously.
“Stop embarrassing our daughter. This is a gathering, what are you doing? Let’s get out of here, buy tickets and go home!”
Wang Cuie didn’t want to come. Her daughter was doing well, and knowing that satisfied her. She didn’t expect Shen Mingyue to help.
But Shen Fuzhu, incited by the Huo family, insisted on causing trouble, having promised Huo Jiajia to secure the business deal for her.
If Shen Mingyue disobeyed, he would beat her until she obeyed.
Wang Cuie feared for her daughter, so she had to come along.
But how could she resist Shen Fuzhu? That’s how the situation arose.
Pulled away by his wife, Shen Fuzhu felt he had lost all face, so he turned around and kicked Wang Cuie to the ground.
“I’m giving you too much leeway! Can’t you see I’m in the middle of business? A woman like you shouldn’t meddle in other people’s affairs. What do you know? Get out of here and wait outside!”
Shen Mingyue couldn’t stand it any longer, rushed to help her mother up, then grabbed a nearby water cup and threw it at Shen Fuzhu’s head.
Her aim was accurate, making Shen Fuzhu wince in pain.
She still recognized Wang Cuie as her mother, after all, she had genuinely cared for her. Having suffered a lifetime of hardship, she still faced such abuse, a truly pitiable life.
Injured and enraged, Shen Fuzhu continued to rant.
The Old Master finally couldn’t bear it any longer.
“Is this the behavior of a father? Although you are Mingyue’s father, you can’t cause a ruckus here. Anyone who threatens the safety of my great-grandson will face consequences!”
After confirming with Shen Mingyue, the Old Master called the guard at the entrance to remove Shen Fuzhu.
Never having encountered such a scene, he was terrified, practically wetting his pants, begging for mercy, but Shen Mingyue remained unmoved.
Such scum should be sent to prison, ideally for life, to prevent him from harming others.
“Mom, are you alright?”
Wang Cuie, despite the slap, didn’t have a noticeably red face; her complexion was already too dark.
Supported by her daughter, tears filled her eyes, filled with remorse.
“Mingyue, I’m sorry. I couldn’t stop him, and I’ve embarrassed you today. Don’t worry, I won’t come looking for you again. If he does, I’ll notify you in advance.”
Wang Cuie hadn’t notified her earlier because her husband controlled the family’s money, leaving her with almost nothing; sending a telegram was difficult.
Her failure to warn her filled her with self-reproach.
“Mom, what are you saying? You raised me, traveling all this way to see me. Why would I feel embarrassed? Let me take you to the hospital.”