Quick Wear: The host is addicted to abusing scum and is cruel and brutal

Zhao Meng felt sorry for his daughter. Thinking about how much injustice his daughter had suffered, how could he let go of the person who harmed her?

He had thought Zhuo Ziming was a good match for his daughter, but now that they had entered the bridal chamber, how could he not notice that the bride had been replaced?

The maids and servants standing at the door saw a group of people coming over here, and hurried over to block them, for fear that they would ruin their master's good deeds.

Several of Zhao Meng's subordinates hurriedly pushed the people aside, allowing Zhao Meng to walk a few steps to the door of the new house. When he heard the sound of talking and laughing inside, he became even more furious and kicked the door open.

With this kick, the door fell down, and a woman's scream and a man's scolding were heard from inside.

Zhao Meng didn't bother to care what the people inside were doing. He was a well-known reckless man in the capital, so how could he care about anything?

The people following behind naturally wanted to watch the fun and didn't mind the trouble, so they followed behind one after another. After all, the general who guards the country would be in charge of everything, so it was none of their business.

Now that it has come to this, it’s time for Fu Qi to take action himself.

She took two steps forward, turned back and said to Zhao Meng, "Dad, I can handle this matter."

Several subordinates who were waiting on the side had already lit all the candles in the room when they came in.

Now the curtains of the bed opposite were closed tightly, and the person inside seemed to have some reservations and dared not show up.

Fu Qi had a cold face. He took out a knife from an attendant and slashed the bed curtain.

The blade swept past, and the bed curtains fell to the ground, revealing two people in disheveled clothes on the bed.

The man was the top scholar Zhuo Ziming, and the woman he was holding in his arms was none other than the Shangshu's daughter Shen Ning'er.

Fu Qi didn't wait for them to speak and took the initiative, "Zhuo Ziming, if you don't want to marry me, why bother to come and propose marriage? Since you and I are engaged, you and Shen Ning'er poisoned me and put me on the bridal sedan of Yongning Marquis's Mansion so that it would be a good thing for the two of you. You are really a shameless couple."

Fu Qi took advantage of their unpreparedness and slapped them twice. As a martial artist, her hands were naturally very strong. This time, both of them felt a burning pain on their faces, and the fingerprints on their faces immediately swelled up.

Zhuo Ziming felt the pain on his face. At first, he was shocked to see a room full of people and was not able to come back to his senses. Now that he had reacted, he pulled the quilt to cover Shen Ning'er and looked at Fu Qi with a sullen face, "You dare to hit me? Is this the tutor in the general's mansion?"

Putting aside other things, he, Zhuo Ziming, the top scholar, was actually beaten by a woman, and in front of so many people. Where was his face?

Seeing his daughter being accused by Zhuo Ziming, Zhao Meng shouted, "What a bastard, you dare to say that about my daughter in front of me? Zhuo Ziming, you really think that there is no one in my general's mansion and the bride has been replaced, but you still dare to make the same mistake as before."

After saying that, he took a quick step forward and hit Zhuo Ziming with his fist as big as a casserole. No one around dared to step forward to stop him.

What a joke! He is a general who protects the country. If I am not careful and his fist hits me, all my suffering will be in vain.

Others didn't dare to step forward, but Shen Ning'er was so distressed that she no longer cared about anything else. She got off the bed directly, hugged Zhuo Ziming, and stopped Zhao Meng from taking action.

Although Zhao Meng was a rough man, he did not like to hit women, and he had beaten her enough. Now it was time to seek justice for his daughter.

Zhao Meng's face was gloomy. "Zhuo Ziming, this Shen Ning'er is obviously the one that Yongning Marquis Wen Jin wants to marry. Now she appears here and even makes a deal with you. How do you explain it?"

Zhuo Ziming's face was covered in bruises, his eyes were lowered, hiding hatred.

When he heard Zhao Meng's question, he raised his head and regained his usual calm demeanor. "General Zhao, there is no evidence in this matter, so we can't make a final conclusion. Since something went wrong during the wedding reception, it might just be a misunderstanding. Now that the facts are established, Ziming dare not explain more. I hope General Zhao will understand. Ziming will definitely give Miss Zhao an explanation."

Zhuo Ziming avoided talking about himself and Shen Ning'er and just said that it was all a misunderstanding.

Fu Qi sneered when he heard this, "Zhuo Ziming, tell me, what explanation can you give me?"