My host is very irritable

"Clap clap-!"

He Yue raised her hand and slapped Zhao Yangtian a few times. She pointed at Zhao Yangtian and cursed, "You are an unfilial descendant who worships foreigners and fawns on them. You still talk about bringing honor to your ancestors. Do your ancestors know that you are flattering foreigners like this?"

"I..." Zhao Yangtian's face turned red and his lips opened and closed but no sound came out.

What a thing! He always talks about bringing honor to his ancestors, but after looking at the monkeys' things on the trees for a few days, he starts to despise his ancestors' things.

"What do you, a woman from the backyard, know?" Xie Nianyun saw her lover being humiliated, and she immediately jumped up and said, "You don't understand Brother Yang Tian's ambitions."

"It seems like you haven't beaten me enough!" He Yue grabbed her hair and slapped her several times, saying coldly, "Humph, he's just an irresponsible wimp. Only someone as restless as you would like him."

"You...you are jealous of me being loved by Brother Yang Tian..."

Before Xie Nianyun could finish her words, she was slapped several times in the face. The beatings did not stop until her face was bruised and swollen.

"It's just trash. If you like it, just hold it. Not everyone likes trash like you."

"Nianyun..." Zhao Yangtian looked at He Yue with a distressed look on his face. He had no Kung Fu at all. He knew that he was no match for He Yue. He supported Xie Nianyun and glared at He Yue.

"Brother Yangtian..."

When Xie Nianyun saw Zhao Yangtian coming to her side, she could no longer control her emotions. Tears rolled down her cheeks like pearls from a broken string. She quickly threw herself on Zhao Yangtian's shoulders, buried her head in his chest, and began to cry.

"Brother Yangtian, she hit me, she hit me..." She choked, her voice full of grievance and helplessness, and her tears wet Zhao Yangtian's shoulders.

Zhao Yangtian patted her back gently, trying to comfort her. His lips moved slightly, wanting to say something, but found himself speechless.

"Bang!" He Yue kicked the two men away without mercy. The speed and force of the action were so great that the onlookers couldn't help but be shocked.

I'm so annoyed. How dare they act so affectionate in front of me.

"Zhong Jiyao, you are so outrageous! How dare you beat your man in front of your parents-in-law? Do you still have any family rules?" Mrs. Zhao pointed at He Yue and scolded loudly.

"Crack! The crisp sound of bones breaking rang in everyone's ears, and before they could react, they saw a hand falling to the ground.

"Ahhh..." The timid person couldn't help but scream, then he thought of something and covered his mouth.

There were also people who showed a gloating look in their eyes. They were all Mr. Zhao's concubines and illegitimate children.

"Mom..." A woman in a pink dress rushed out quickly and looked at her mother in panic: "Mom, Mom, don't sleep, don't sleep..."

It was so painful that even a pampered lady like her couldn't bear it. She closed her eyes and fainted.

"Mother, mother..." She shouted anxiously, but Mrs. Zhao had fainted and could not respond to her at all.

Zhao Yangtian, who had just gotten up, heard his sister's voice and stumbled towards his mother.

He saw his mother's severed hand and shouted to the panicked housekeeper, "Hurry up and prepare the car. Are you all dead?"

"Yes, yes, yes..." The housekeeper and the servants rushed out of the door.

"Are you all dead too?" Zhao Yangtian yelled at his aunt and half-siblings who were watching coldly at the side.

Those people did not dare to hesitate any longer and rushed over quickly, carrying Madam Zhao towards the door.

As soon as Zhao Yangtian reached the door, He Yue reached out and threw him back. She looked at him coldly and said, "Stay and discuss our business."

"Zhong Jiyao, don't go too far. I want to take my mother to the hospital..." Zhao Yangtian got up from the ground, jumping in anger.

"Will you stay?" A sharp dagger appeared in He Yue's hand at some point, and the tip of the dagger was pointed at him.

"Stay, stay..." Zhao Yangtian answered quickly from his heart.

"Come, sit down and discuss the ill-fated relationship between us." He Yue walked towards the upper seat, and when she passed by Master Zhao, she raised her foot and kicked him hard.

"Are you dead? If not, come here."

Mr. Zhao didn't dare to pretend to be dead and quickly opened his eyes. Then he sat down with the help of Zhao Yangtian.

Mr. Zhao pretended to cough and said in a deep voice, "How do you want to discuss it?"

"Divorce." He Yue replied indifferently.

"I don't agree." Zhao Yangtian didn't know what he was thinking, he yelled at He Yue.

"Swish!" The dagger in He Yue's hand flew out, cut through the air, and went straight to Zhao Yangtian's chest, finally piercing deeply into his chest.

"Ahhhh..." After Zhao Yangtian screamed, he knelt on the ground, covering the bleeding area in pain.

Blood was constantly gushing out from there, staining his white suit red. His face was distorted, with pain and shock intertwined, making him look extremely miserable.

"Son..." Before Mr. Zhao could react, his son knelt on the ground. He quickly stood up and squatted beside Zhao Yangtian, shouting anxiously and panicked.

When he saw the blood gushing out of Zhao Yangtian's chest, his face turned pale instantly, and his eyes were filled with fear and helplessness.

He tried to touch his son's wound with his trembling hands, but he didn't know what to do. He could only call out to his son helplessly, hoping that all this was just a nightmare.

"Dad, Dad... promise... promise her..." After Zhao Yangtian said this, he rolled his eyes and fell heavily on the bluestone slab with a "bang".

"Hurry up... Hurry up and send the young master to the hospital..." Master Zhao shouted loudly to the servants outside the door with trembling fingers.

"Yes, sir." The servants walked in quickly and prepared to lift Zhao Yangtian from the ground.

"Whoever dares to move will be killed first." He Yue's cold voice rang in everyone's ears. They did not dare to challenge He Yue and quickly withdrew their hands.

"Zhong...Ji Yao, I'll stay, stay...let...let Yang Tian go to the hospital, okay?" Mr. Zhao now knew that the once submissive daughter-in-law had completely changed.

He didn't dare to act superior as before, and quickly stood up and bowed to look at He Yue.

"Just tell us what you want, and we will definitely satisfy you."

"I want to divorce Zhao Yangtian. Zhao Yangtian is the one at fault."

"Okay, okay..." Mr. Zhao nodded hurriedly in response. He couldn't care about anything else now. He just wanted to get rid of this scourge.

"Give me every cent of the dowry."

"Yes Yes Yes……"

"I am a lady from a wealthy family and have been abused in your house for so many years. You should compensate me."

"Okay." Mr. Zhao agreed immediately, and then asked hurriedly: "How much compensation do you want?"

He Yue smiled slightly, and then said: "70% of your family's property..."