Chapter 62: Domestic Violence, Qiao An Calls the Police

Lu Mo said, “Senior, love is like an investment. It’s too risky to invest all your bets on Qiao An.”

Li Xiaoran said, “She and Li Zecheng will get a divorce soon.”

Lu Mo said, “If Qiao An had the intention to divorce him, she wouldn’t have consummated her marriage with him after falling off the building. Now that she’s pregnant with Li Zecheng’s child, she only wants to reconcile with him.”

Li Xiaoran’s expression suddenly darkened.

With Qiao An and Li Zecheng having a child, their bond would increase. The possibility of them getting a divorce was even smaller.

Ever since Qiao An and Li Zecheng quarreled, Li Zecheng never came to the hospital again. He left Qiao An, a pregnant woman, in the hospital to fend for herself.

Qiao An had been stimulated by his coldness many times and was immune to it. On the day she was discharged, she took a taxi home alone.

Li Zecheng sat on the sofa at home. The coffee table was filled with wine bottles and he was drunk.

When he saw Qiao An, his eyes were very cold. He wanted to nail her to the wall.

Qiao An took off her shoes and walked slowly over to him. She saw that he had hair like a hen’s nest and a dark beard growing out of his chin. He was as dispirited as she had ever seen him.

Qiao An expected that he and Wei Xin must have fallen out.

Qiao An had just sat down when Li Zecheng threw the bank card at Qiao An and said arrogantly, “I’ll return the money you wanted.”

Qiao An raised his bank card and asked calmly, “How much?”

“Four million,” Li Zecheng said with a dark expression.

Qiao An sneered and threw the card back to him. “She should return me 110 million. After so many days, she’s only returning four million. Li Zecheng, my patience is running low.”

Li Zecheng suddenly went crazy and smashed a wine bottle on the coffee table. Glass flew everywhere and the wine sprayed on Qiao An’s face.

Qiao An shivered in fear and looked at Li Zecheng in a daze.

Li Zecheng suddenly stood up and staggered to Qiao An. He suddenly grabbed Qiao An’s neck fiercely and roared, “Qiao An, don’t push your luck. Do you know that in order to raise this money, Wei Xin put up the property under her name for sale. The market price of a loft villa is 12 million. Do you know how heartbroken she is?”

Qiao An felt her breathing become irregular as she tried to pry Li Zecheng’s hand away.

When Li Zecheng saw her roll her eyes, he suddenly woke up and let go of his hand in fear.

Qiao An curled up on the sofa and kicked. She glared fiercely at Li Zecheng.

Li Zecheng felt a little guilty. He began to defend his rude behavior. “If you hadn’t forced me, I wouldn’t have treated you like this.”

Qiao An sat up and stroked the red mark left by Li Zecheng.

She suddenly stood up, picked up her handbag, and walked out.

Li Zecheng stopped her. “Where are you going?”

Qiao An looked back, her face as pale as hell. Her voice was even more sinister. “The police station.”

Li Zecheng saw the evidence of his domestic abuse on Qiao An’s neck and suddenly felt a little afraid.

He staggered over. “An An, I was wrong. Please forgive me.”

Qiao An said, “Li Zecheng, you were going to take my life. If I don’t report it and lose my life one day, I can only blame myself for not learning my lesson.”

Intentional murder?

Li Zecheng instantly sobered up.

This was a criminal law responsibility. Whoever touched the criminal law would never be able to make a comeback.

“An An, I didn’t want to hurt you. Really, I was just confused and hated you, so I accidentally hurt you.”

Qiao An ignored him and walked away resolutely.

Li Zecheng fell to the ground in fear. He quickly took out his phone and called Third Madam.

“Mom, what should I do? I hit Qiao An. What should I do?” Li Zecheng said incoherently.

The Third Madam had suffered a loss at Qiao An’s hands and was holding back her anger. When she heard that her son had beaten Qiao An, she was a little smug. “So be it. A daughter-in-law like her who doesn’t respect her elders deserves to be beaten.”

Li Zecheng said, “But she went to the police station.”

Third Madam laughed. “Haha, does she think the police station is opened for her? How normal is it to be abused by men?”

Li Zecheng felt that his mother had been blinded by joy and did not realize the seriousness of the matter at all.

“Oh, Mom, she accused me of murdering her. If it’s not handled properly, your son will go to jail.”

Third Madam’s expression changed drastically. “How did domestic violence become murder?”

“I strangled her. I didn’t expect her skin to be so fragile. She was soon covered in red bruises.”

Third Madam was finally afraid. She scolded her son, “Why did you strangle her? Her skin will turn red if you touch it.”

“We can only beg Qiao An to give up on calling the police. Zecheng, hurry up and follow me to the police station.”

“Okay.”

When Li Zecheng and Third Madam arrived at the police station, Qiao An was giving her statement.

The staff looked at the red scab on Qiao An’s neck with sympathy and pity. “Miss, if you can’t live with him, then get a divorce. There’s no need to lose your life.”

They seemed to have regarded Li Zecheng as a ferocious beast.

Third Madam’s expression was ugly, and she hated Qiao An even more.

When Qiao An finished her statement and walked out, she brushed past Third Madam and Li Zecheng, but ignored them.

Li Zecheng held her hand and said softly, “Qiao An, withdraw the lawsuit.”

Qiao An looked at him coldly. “Why should I?”

“Because you’re good to me?”

“Or are you supporting me?”

Li Zecheng was so ashamed that he slowly let go of Qiao An’s hand.

Third Madam tried to smooth things over. “An An, for the sake of the child, you can’t sue ZeCheng for murder. Think about it, if the child has a father with a criminal record, it will affect him.”

Qiao An sneered. “Mom, you should say these things to your son.”

With that, Qiao An walked out proudly.

Li Zecheng became the one who bought time to lobby her. For the first time, he solicitously invited Qiao An to sit in his car.

“I’ll send you back.”

Qiao An said, “Li Zecheng, do you think I dare to go back to that house?”

Then she took a taxi, got into the drip car, and left.

Third Madam and Li Zecheng were dumbfounded.

Li Zecheng had a mental breakdown from Qiao An’s actions. Furious, he threw the coat in his hand to the ground.

“I want to divorce her.”

Third Madam was stunned by his out-of-control behavior. She could feel Li Zecheng’s pain. She, who loved her son dearly, also realized that this marriage gave Li Zecheng negative emotions. There was no need to maintain it.

But she wanted to squeeze Qiao An dry.

“Son, Mom supports your divorce. It’s just that before the divorce, we have to find a way to get her shares. Let her leave with nothing.”

Li Zecheng said helplessly, “Grandpa is biased towards her. It’s not easy for us to make her leave with nothing.”