Pampered By All In Different Planes-Chapter 255: After Kicking Out the Scumbag, the Indifferent Buddhist Heir Dotes on His Wife 55

"This is our meeting gift; the money isn’t much. Take it and buy yourself some treats."

The first to speak was Zhou Mingyu’s mother, who sent several tens of thousands. Had it not been for the transfer limit, she even wished to deposit the money directly into her daughter-in-law’s bank account.

"Thank you, Auntie. Please, no red packets. I will definitely visit in person soon."

Su Zhiruan politely declined the red packets and responded to each person.

In the end, it was Zhou Mingyu who stopped the conversation from continuing.

"Mom and Dad, Grandpa and Grandma, she just got home. I’ll bring her over for a visit some other time," he said.

After hearing this, Zhou Mingyu’s parents quickly replied.

"Ruanruan, rest well for now. Come over to the Zhou Family when you have time, and let Mingyu bring you."

"Alright, goodbye Uncle, Auntie, Old Madam, and Old Master," she replied.

After finishing, Su Zhiruan sent a cute emoticon—a little bear waving its hand.

She spoke very little in the group chat, but she was unanimously liked by the Zhou Family elders.

Zhou Mingyu’s parents had long harbored deep suspicions that their family line would end with him; Zhou Mingyu turned down all invitations left and right. While others his age felt the stirrings of youth, he often went to the monastery to practice asceticism and listen to Zen sermons, living as peacefully as a monk who had meditated for many years. Even as the prominent Zhou Family heir and the Crown Prince of the Beijing circle, he never indulged in the habits of other profligate sons nor mingled with them.

The entire Zhou Family had mixed feelings about such matters. On one hand, Zhou Mingyu was upright, abstinent, and the most outstanding successor of the family in generations. He was perfect in every way, except that he showed no interest whatsoever in continuing the family line or having children.

Zhou Mingyu’s parents had lowered their expectations to the bare minimum. They no longer cared about matches of equal social status and family backgrounds; they were ready to wholly embrace any normal girl who could catch Zhou Mingyu’s eye, with both arms and legs in approval of the marriage.

They had braced themselves for the worst outcome, but never did they imagine that their son would end up fancying a young, beautiful girl from a well-off family—charming and sweet-talking, which filled them with immense joy.

The old Master Zhou had already started examining the lunar calendar to pick an auspicious wedding date.

Behind the scenes, Zhou Mingyu’s parents secretly investigated Su Zhiruan. As experienced individuals, they could easily assess her character, especially after learning about how she had tripped up Jiang Beiyu and his mistress. They found her to be clever and sharp-witted, with the elders overjoyed at the thought of gaining a perfect daughter-in-law.

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In the following days, Su Zhiruan went to work at the company as usual.

She optimized the company’s systems, changed some directions, and according to the original plot, cut off some useless departments and projects primed for heavy investment, making use of everyone’s strengths.

In just a short period, the Su Group took a swift step forward. Even those who previously looked down on the Su Family as nouveau riche dared not say anything anymore. Under Su Zhiruan’s leadership, the company’s development was nothing short of skyrocketing.

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In contrast to the flourishing state of affairs on her end, Bai Yueyou’s recent times were akin to living in hell.

After she woke up, she learned she had miscarried, and the second miscarriage was even more damaging to her body. Bai Yueyou had originally thought that Jiang Beiyu and his mother would take care of her, but to her surprise, the two of them not only didn’t take care of her but sometimes even looked at her with disdain and contempt.

The frustration in Bai Yueyou’s heart grew heavier by the day, and her complexion grew darker. Sometimes, when she saw Su Zhiruan appearing on the financial channels on TV, dressed to the nines and behaving elegantly, she would violently throw the remote control beside her.

On the fourteenth day of being forced to eat Jiang Beiyu and his mother’s leftovers, Bai Yueyou couldn’t stand it anymore. Now that she was able to stand up, she slammed her chopsticks down on the floor, "Jiang Beiyu! You and your mother are being too much! Are you even human?!"

Jiang Beiyu looked at her grease-stained face and didn’t even have the intention to speak with her. He simply ordered indifferently, "Pick them up, wash the dishes, take out the trash, and then sweep the floor!"

"You should be grateful that you’re allowed to eat at all! What do you do around the house, nothing? Do you really think you’re some rich young mistress? Stop dreaming! We’re already giving you a lot of face by taking you in, don’t push your luck!" Madam Jiang’s face was full of sharp bitterness, and she was holding a duster. Seeing Bai Yueyou’s eyes widen, Madam Jiang didn’t say a word and started whipping her with it.

"Jiang Beiyu, you caused my miscarriage, and this is the second time," Bai Yueyou’s eyes were still wide open as she stared intensely at Jiang Beiyu, as if trying to find an answer in his face, but to no avail. At this moment, Jiang Beiyu seemed to be immersed in his own world, ignoring everything else.

"Oh." This time he didn’t even bother to look at Bai Yueyou, merely responding with a word before disregarding her entirely.

"Jiang Beiyu! You killed your own children! Both of them!" Bai Yueyou’s mental state was extremely poor at that moment. She wished she could tear flesh from Jiang Beiyu’s body and devour it. She had endured everything before, but this time, the child in her womb had been killed by his own father!

Madam Jiang had already lost her patience. She kicked Bai Yueyou, then with a weird sigh, kicked into Bai Yueyou’s clothing. Her toes pressed down on Bai Yueyou’s lower abdomen, "Bai Yueyou, do you really think you’re some precious virgin or an Empress?! I heard that you were a whore before, and even after being with my son, you still wanted to seduce other men."

Bai Yueyou clutched her lower abdomen, struggling to get up with a pained expression.

Madam Jiang continued, "For all we know, the child you miscarried might not even be from our Jiang Family; it could be some wild spawn from one of your patrons!"

"Bang—"

Madam Jiang slipped and was flipped over onto the floor by Bai Yueyou, who then held her down and slapped her several times.

"Old hag! I’ve been sick to death of you! I really want to tear that filthy mouth of yours!"

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Seeing the commotion, Jiang Beiyu couldn’t just stand by anymore; he rushed to help his mother but was grabbed by Bai Yueyou, who wielded a frying pan and bashed him twice violently.

"And you, you stupid man, mama’s boy, weakling, all of you can die! Go to Hell!"

Madam Jiang on the floor saw her son being hit and let out a scream before flipping over and viciously attacking Bai Yueyou.

"You little tramp! You’re defying the heavens! If you see tomorrow’s sun, I’ll take your last name!"

The three of them were rolling on the floor, dust covering the ground, clothes torn to shreds, and chunks of scalp fiercely pulled off, hair strewn all around.

Bai Yueyou was filled with resentment and so struck with heavy blows, and even when Madam Jiang and Jiang Beiyu teamed up, they could not overcome her.

Her clothes were torn, half of her hair was pulled out, and her face and arms were covered with scratches.

As for Madam Jiang, she fared even worse.