Chapter 8 Confusion

• “Liu Jun, please calm down! You can't do this! If you hurt me, Chief will never forgive you!” I tried threatening him with Mu Chenfeng as he was probably beaten up by his men, judging from the bruises on his face.
• “You're my damn wife, and we're not divorced yet. It's only natural for us to have sex! Not even God would have a say in it! Besides, if I record it on camera, what else can Mu Chenfeng do, apart from paying money for it? He announced to everyone that you are his lover, so do you think he'd allow a footage of his lover having sex with another man to be leaked out? How much do you think he'd be willing to pay for this? Five million? Or maybe even more?” Liu Jun's eyes lit up like a madman at the mention of money.
• A weak knocking sound was heard from the door, “Mama? Mama?”
• “For the sake of the child, please let me go.” I begged.
• “The child? That little rascal isn't even my child! Why should I do it for his sake?” Liu Jun shouted.
• “Liu Jun, please calm down. How about this, tell me why he isn't yours. Once you do, I'll have Chief pay you the money you want. You can still get your money without having to do this.”
• My mind was getting groggier and my body was getting hotter, but I had to try my best to stay calm. At the very least, I would be able to buy some more time, even though it was unlikely that anyone would come.
• “What's there to tell? You're my wife, and if some other man can have sex with you, then there's no reason I can't! I'm going to record this and sell it at a high price to Mu Chenfeng!” Liu Jun took off his pants and threw himself at me.
• I felt despair take over me, and my tears started to flow.
• Right as I was about to surrender myself to fate, the room door was kicked open with a loud bang. A man wielding a baseball bat came running in and hit Liu Jun right on the head with it.
• I turned to look at the man, and saw that it was Mu Chenfeng! He had appeared in my house like some sort of god!
• When Liu Jun saw that it was Mu Chenfeng, he was frightened and held his head as he cowered up on the ground. But Mu Chenfeng did not hold back and continued to swing at him until Liu Jun was motionless on the ground.
• He seemed to have understood what was happening when he saw that I was unable to move, and put his coat around me as he carried me out of the room.
• My son was nowhere to be seen, and the living room was completely empty.
• “Where's Xiaoyang? Where's my son? Why are you here?” I asked.
• He kept an emotionless face and remained silent as he carried me downstairs.
• His car was parked downstairs, and the caretaker was comforting Xiaoyang in the backseat.
• I regained a little bit of strength when the cold wind blew on me, but I was still very weak and burning up.
• He placed me down next to Xiaoyang, who hugged my neck as he said, “Mama, I was so scared when I saw Papa drag you into the room, so I called Mr. Mu.”
• I thanked Mu Chenfeng softly as I heard that. The caretaker was next to us, so I didn't want to say much as whatever that had happened inside the room was simply too embarrassing.
• “Foolish woman.” I heard Mu Chenfeng mumble.
• If not for his arrival, that scumbag Liu Jun would've gotten what he wanted. I didn't argue, nor did I have the strength to anyway.
• I thought they were taking us to the hospital, but I was wrong. The car headed South all the way into the Maple Garden Estate, which was a high-end villa in Hai City as well as home to the wealthy.
• It was not surprising at all for someone of Mu Chenfeng's status to be living in a place like this.
• I didn't want to stay over at someone else's place, but I couldn't have my son sleep on the streets with me. Besides, it was late at night, so we didn't have much of a choice anyway.
• “Give the child a shower.” Mu Chenfeng instructed the caretaker. She responded and brought Xiaoyang to the bathroom.
• I had thought that the caretaker was a staff at the hospital, but it turned out that she was actually a maid in Mu Chenfeng's household.
• “Come with me.”
• He went upstairs after saying that, and I tried to follow him but my legs were still limp from being drugged and could barely move, so he picked me up again and carried me upstairs.
• While I was curled up in his embrace, the burning sensation in me that died down had suddenly returned. My heart was racing as I felt a shameful thought flash by.
• He carried me into a room on the second floor, tossed me onto the bed and turned to leave.
• He opened the door and was about to step out when he suddenly stopped in his tracks, and turned to look at me. He then started to take off his coat and tie as he walked towards me.
• The effects of the drug were still lingering in me, and my heart pounded rapidly as I watched him lean over and stare down at me.
• Suddenly, he reached a hand between my legs, and I shuddered in response.
• His eyes narrowed as his mouth broke into a sly grin, and his expression went from indifferent to playful. His other hand reached up to grab my breast, sending another shiver over my body.