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Chapter 137: Chapter 137: Why Did You Hit My Husband?

The scream of “agony and despair” is what finally ignited the wrath smoldering at the bottom of her uncle’s heart.

“!!”

Damn!

Dare to hit ngng!?

I really didn’t expect that Gu Zhihan, who usually looks like a graceful gentleman, is actually a violent maniac! An abuser!

Usually, who knows how he might be abusing ngng!

...

The more her uncle thought, the angrier he beca. Grinding his teeth, he picked up a chair, lifted it above his head, and with a swift movent of his foot, kicked open the bedroom door.

“Let go of ngng! If you dare hit her, I’ll kill you!”

Bang——

With the door kicked open, Gu Zhihan and ngng were instantly startled.

“Uncle, why are you here?” ngng instinctively asked, but when she saw he was about to smash the chair on Gu Zhihan’s head, she scread, “Hey, have you gone mad? Why are you hitting my husband?”

“ngng, stop making excuses for this abuser!” Her uncle thought she was just outwardly docile, willing to protect this “abuser” even when bullied.

With those words, the chair in his hand was about to co crashing down on Gu Zhihan’s head.

“Stop it now!” ngng, dragging her weak body, was just about to summon all her strength to intervene when she saw the chair in her uncle’s hand firmly grasped by Gu Zhihan, hanging in mid-air.

Whoosh——

ngng’s heart, which had nearly jumped out of her throat, suddenly returned to its place.

“Abuser?” Gu Zhihan, hearing these words from his mouth, stared coldly at ngng’s uncle, his voice containing a thin layer of rage, “Then tell , where exactly did I, this abuser, abuse Luo ngng?”

“Of course, it’s…” Her uncle was about to speak but, upon a closer look at ngng, who was completely unhard, he suddenly beca stupefied.

He had clearly heard ngng’s scream, but why was there not a single injury on her?

“Uh, uh, ngng, he, he didn’t hit you?” His confusion at the heart, he couldn’t help but blurt out the question.

“My husband is so good to , why would he hit ?” ngng appeared even more puzzled than he was.

Her uncle felt increasingly that sothing was amiss, “Then why did you scream?”

“My husband was taking to the hospital, I didn’t want to go, and then I just couldn’t control and scread…” ngng explained innocently with a face full of confusion.

She really didn’t know how she could be so misunderstood.

But why did he arrive so quickly?

After all, even if he heard her scream, his room was downstairs, she was upstairs; it’s not possible for him to run up in a second or two, right?

“Uncle, you weren’t eavesdropping around our corner just now, were you?” ngng, considering the possibility, glanced at him suspiciously.

“Uh…” Caught in the act, her uncle was instantly embarrassed but refused to admit it, “How could I do sothing as filthy as eavesdropping around the corner, I, I was just passing by… Anyway, since it’s a misunderstanding, I’ll be leaving now!”

After finishing his piece in one breath, her uncle took a deep breath, about to flee, when he turned his head only to see his own parents standing there, staring right at him with a predatory gaze.

Obviously, they had been woken up by the noise and had co up to see what was happening.

“You rascal, why are you at their room and not sleeping at such a late hour?”

“I…” Her uncle didn’t want to divulge the embarrassing act to entertain them, just as he thought of fabricating an excuse on the spot, he saw his parents had already ignored him, walking directly over to Gu Zhihan and ngng.

“Son-in-law, what caused ngng to scream just now? Did sothing happen?”

The two worried elders asked.

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