NFBE Chapter 639 The Vicious Ex-Wife Who Couldn't Share Hardship (3)
Chapter 639 The Vicious Ex-Wife Who Couldn't Share Hardship (3)
Mu Zhou closed his eyes and shouted it out in one breath, then silently moved toward "Jin Xirong".
Meanwhile, in the courtyard, several men stood looking at each other in bewilderment.
One of them appeared to be the leader, and he looked down from the eaves.
There was a man sitting there.
The man was staring at Mu Zhou, his eyes dark and unfathomable.
After receiving instructions, the leader signaled the others to leave, and also dragged away the man lying on the ground.
The group withdrew swiftly and cleanly, their footsteps seemingly concealed.
At first glance, he is Lian Jiazi.
Mu Zhou gripped the stick tightly in his hand nervously, and vaguely heard some noises.
The next second, she sensed someone approaching.
She tensed instantly, and without thinking, swung the stick in her hand forcefully.
It seems they hit something.
However, Mu Zhou couldn't be sure, since she had never hit anyone before and had no such experience.
But a muffled groan sounded in my ear.
"Well……"
Mu Zhou subconsciously opened his eyes.
The courtyard was empty; the group of men who didn't look like good people had disappeared.
Standing next to her was Jin Xirong.
At this moment, he frowned, bowed slightly, clenched his teeth, and tightened his jawline.
A gloomy look settled over her stunningly beautiful face.
Seeing his unfriendly expression, Mu Zhou quickly threw away the stick in her hand and went to support his arm.
"Oh dear, you're injured. Who are those people? How did they manage to beat you up like this?"
Her tone was incredibly concerned.
Jin Xirong stared at her with flickering eyes, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.
In fact, he already knew the moment Mu Zhou stepped into the alley.
This area is being watched.
The reason I didn't stop her was because I wanted to see what she was up to.
To everyone's surprise, this woman, who had been pampered since childhood and was considered simple-minded, actually had the audacity to grab a weapon and follow him.
That was really reckless; they had no sense of crisis.
Although I know she misunderstood something, and there was an element of accident in her accidentally barging in.
But he does have some courage.
And a little bit clever.
This surprised Jin Xirong somewhat.
He couldn't let Mu Zhou know what he was doing, so he told everyone to leave.
Who knew that as soon as I arrived, I was caught off guard and she hit me with a stick.
His gaze swept over Mu Zhou very quickly, his dark eyes flashing slightly.
With a waist as slender as a willow branch and delicate arms, she looked like a frail woman from any angle.
I didn't expect him to be so strong.
Since this was the first time she had encountered such a situation, she couldn't be blamed in the heat of the moment.
Besides, her original intention was to save him.
Jin Xirong closed her eyes helplessly.
But he didn't intend for her to completely absolve herself of responsibility.
Therefore, it was stated clearly:
"You hit me in the back."
"Ok?"
Mu Zhou didn't react for a moment.
Seeing Jin Xirong looking at the ground with a cold expression, Mu Zhou also looked over.
The stick lay there all alone.
"what……"
Mu Zhou realized what was happening, covered his mouth with both hands, and looked very surprised.
"Oh, I hit you. No wonder. I always felt something was off."
She muttered a few words, her voice growing softer and softer.
But soon, her slight sense of guilt disappeared.
"But I saved you! I'm your savior!"
She tilted her head slightly, her eyes sparkling with a smile, subtly seeking praise and recognition.
Jin Xirong glanced at her with her eyes lowered, then looked away.
"gone."
He's overthinking things, hoping this woman will feel guilty.
Her thought process is different from others.
He left first, and Mu Zhou followed to help him.
"Do you want to go to the hospital?"
Seeing that he remained silent with a sullen face, she continued speaking to herself:
"Don't worry about the money. After all, I'm the one who injured you. I'll pay for it. I just happened to..."
She almost blurted out that she was selling bags, but quickly stopped herself.
Selling handbags to make a living is completely out of character for her as a wealthy heiress.
She doesn't want to tell anyone.
Jin Xirong naturally knew why she suddenly shut up.
He glanced at her sideways and then chuckled silently.
Mu Zhou was initially supporting him, but she couldn't hold on for long.
She raised her wrist, unconsciously pouting:
"It hurts so much! That must have hit me too hard. My wrist is all injured."
She complained in a coquettish voice, completely oblivious to Jin Xirong's darkening expression beside her.
Her wrist hurt because she hit too hard; did she ever think that the person being hit would only be in even more pain...?
Of course, Mu Zhou had no idea.
Jin Xirong gritted her teeth and closed her eyes.
There's no way to argue with her.
She meant well, after all.
*
Jin Xirong only went to a nearby private clinic for a check-up. It wasn't anything serious, and she got a bottle of liniment for sprains and bruises.
The road here was uneven, and Mu Zhou walked somewhat awkwardly in her high heels:
"Slow down."
Jin Xirong, walking ahead, frowned silently, a sense of irritation rising in her heart.
But their pace naturally slowed down.
After Mu Zhou caught up, she said to him:
"By the way, where do you live now?"
At the time, her house was seized, and the Jin family's manor was also mortgaged.
After filing for divorce, she packed her things and stayed in a hotel for a while before buying that apartment.
She genuinely didn't know where Jin Xirong was currently living, or whether she lived with Jin's parents.
When she asked, Jin Xirong suddenly stopped and looked to the side.
Mu Zhou followed his gaze.
They found themselves in a place that resembled an urban village.
These are all single-story houses, or two-story buildings built by themselves.
The house furthest from the roadside is a small house that has been added on.
It's very narrow.
Mu Zhou peeked inside; it was pitch black, without even a window, and a damp smell wafted out.
She held her breath instantly and took two steps back.
She was breathing softly, her cheeks slightly flushed.
"You live here? You don't have any money left?"
The bed inside doesn't even look 1.8 meters long. Can Jin Xirong really lie down on it?
She had some doubts.
The Jin family owned quite a few businesses, and even if they went bankrupt after mortgaging them, she still thought Jin Xirong would have some assets.
How could things have come to this?
Her thoughts were written all over her face.
Jin Xirong could see it clearly, of course.
He lied without batting an eye:
"The money was all used to pay off the debts, and my father took the rest. We live here because it's cheap, only a thousand a month."
"This costs 1000?"
She whispered.
In the past, she wouldn't have even considered a thousand yuan; it wouldn't even buy her a decent handkerchief.
She spends money like water. Before she got married, her father gave her a credit card with no limit. After she got married, the Jin family gave her a credit card with a limit, but she still spent seven figures every month.
She never worried about money; to her, money was just a string of numbers.
Everything else was not within her consideration.
But during this time, she has witnessed firsthand how quickly money can be spent.
Those bags she loved most were simply exchanged for a house; over six million yuan vanished in an instant.
That's when she realized the importance of money.
A thousand yuan may not be much, but every little bit helps.
Seeing the disheveled Jin Xirong, Mu Zhou's eyes lit up, and he instantly had an idea.