Chapter 783 - The Truth About the Divorce (Part Two)

Chapter 783: The Truth About the Divorce (Part Two)

Zhuang Long grabbed her neck tightly with one hand. The gap between her Adam’s apple was completely sealed, and she could not breathe.
Those who had not had their throats strangled before had never felt suffocation. They could not understand Xiao Li’s pain at that time.
She could not say a word, and her face quickly turned green. Xiao Li used her hands to pat Zhuang Long’s back, wanting to wake him up from his crazy state. Zhuang Long was completely unaware. He even increased the strength in his hands. He stared at Xiao Li’s bruised face with hatred and asked her in a gloomy and heartless tone, “You dare to hit him, do you want to die?”
Xiao Li shook her head hard, her tears falling from the pain.
Realizing that she could not wake Zhuang Long up, Xiao Li touched the bottle of red wine behind her. She gripped the red wine tightly and raised it before putting it down.
Zhuang Long suddenly tilted his head and looked at the frightened Zhuang Qilin with a deep gaze.
Zhuang Qilin shivered at Zhuang Long’s gaze.
“Come here.” Zhuang Long waved at Zhuang Qilin.
When he waved his hand, his fingers that were holding Xiao Li’s throat did not loosen at all.
Xiao Li was about to die. Bean-sized tears rolled down her eyes, and a few of them stained the back of Zhuang Long’s hand. Zhuang Long did not show any mercy. He was still waving at Zhuang Qilin and said, “Good child, come here and bring those shoes over too.”
Zhuang Qilin picked up the high heels in a daze and leaned towards Zhuang Long.
“Dad, Dad…” Zhuang Qilin’s voice was trembling.
Zhuang Qilin’s face turned pale.
He did not understand why his father would do this to his mother.
Zhuang Long patted his head with surprising gentleness.
His left hand caressed the child’s soft hair and warm head, but his right hand pinched his wife’s throat.
At that moment, he was an angel and a demon.
Zhuang Long took the shoe and handed it to Zhuang Qilin. He smiled and told Zhuang Qilin, “Good child, come, take the shoe.”
Zhuang Qilin held the shoe in a daze.
Zhuang Long added, “Hit her with it.” Zhuang Long’s smile remained unchanged as he added, “Just like what she did to you before.”
Zhuang Qilin held his shoes and suddenly burst into tears. “I don’t want to! I don’t want to hit Mom. I won’t skate in the house anymore. Dad, don’t be like this. I don’t want to hit Mom!” How could he hurt Mom!
Mom was so good. Mom would make him breakfast, tell him bedtime stories, and hug him and shake him gently when he had nightmares.
Mom was the best person in the world. How could he hurt Mom!
As Zhuang Qilin cried, he begged Zhuang Long, “Dad, let go quickly, let go quickly! Mom is going to die! Do you see that? Mom is going to die!” At this moment, Xiao Li’s tongue had already started to stick out, and her eyes had also started to pop out.
Seeing that Zhuang Long still did not let go, Zhuang Qilin could only cry at Xiao Li. He begged Xiao Li, “Mom! Quickly knock Dad out! Knock him out. If you don’t hit him, he will kill you!”
At that time, Xiao Li was clearly still conscious.
Zhuang Qilin saw Xiao Li raise the red wine bottle with all her might. Zhuang Long noticed her actions and smiled as he watched Xiao Li’s actions. In the end, Xiao Li let go and let the bottle of red wine fall to the ground.
A loud bang alarmed many people.
Zhuang Long looked down at the shattered red wine bottle and his eyes flashed.
Why didn’t she hit his head?
Zhuang Long suddenly let go of Xiao Li’s throat as if his hand had been scalded.
Xiao Li’s body knelt straight on the ground. She started to cough non-stop and held her throat, looking very sorry.
Zhuang Long looked down at Xiao Li, who was struggling on his deathbed. He suddenly cried out helplessly and took big strides back in a panic. He tripped and sat on the ground. Zhuang Long stared at the woman who was coughing non-stop and panting in pain. His face turned pale with regret.
“Ah Li…” Zhuang Long’s voice trembled frighteningly.
Zhuang Long crawled a few steps towards Xiao Li, but he stopped and suddenly retreated.
He looked like a pitiful stray dog that had received a meat bun. He ate the bun and tried his best to get close to the kind almsgiver, but he was afraid that the almsgiver would despise him. He could only hold back all his thoughts and retreat unwillingly.
Xiao Li took a few breaths of fresh oxygen and felt less uncomfortable, so she looked at Zhuang Long.
Realizing that there was something wrong with Zhuang Long, Xiao Li slowly crawled towards him.
Zhuang Qilin was completely stunned.
He did not understand what was going on.
Why did her father, who was so fierce just now, suddenly become so timid? And her mother, who had almost been killed by her father, not only did not take revenge on her father after being saved, but she also struggled to crawl to Zhuang Long’s side.
Xiao Li actually hugged Zhuang Long tightly.
Zhuang Long struggled in Xiao Li’s arms. As he struggled, he shouted, “Stay away from me! Ah Li, don’t touch me! I almost killed you. Don’t touch me!”
Xiao Li held his head and said softly, “Don’t be afraid. I’m fine. Ah Long, don’t be afraid. I’m not dead. You didn’t kill me. You didn’t…” Xiao Li comforted Zhuang Long as she kissed his forehead.
Zhuang Long gradually calmed down in Xiao Li’s arms.
With such a huge commotion, the butler and servants who were resting in the neighboring building finally came over.
When they arrived, Zhuang Long had basically recovered his emotions.
He stood up and carried Xiao Li in his arms. He said to the butler coldly, “Pack up the things in the house and bring Young Master back to his room to sleep.” Then, he carried the tired Xiao Li upstairs.
Zhuang Qilin stared at his father’s back and felt that at this moment, his father was not his usual father, nor was he the crazy father from before.
He was like a calm stranger.
The next morning, Zhuang Qilin was woken up by Xiao Li. Xiao Li actually wanted to bring him on a trip. Zhuang Qilin followed in confusion. They stayed in Hawaii for a few days and only returned when the thumb mark on Xiao Li’s throat was gone.
When he got home, Zhuang Qilin realized that his once familiar father had returned. That night, that man who was as scary as a madman seemed to be just a fantasy of his.
However, Zhuang Qilin would never forget how scary his father in his fantasy was.
Not long after that time, Xiao Li divorced Zhuang Long.
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At this moment, Zhuang Qilin glared at Zhuang Long with red eyes. He had a stomach full of anger and words to say to him.
However, he thought of what his mother had told him a few days ago and stopped himself.
He wiped his eyes and said coldly, “It’s nothing. I did something wrong. My mother hit me. You saw it and fought with my mother. My mother raised the bottle several times but couldn’t bear to hit your head.”