The City’s Strongest Son-in-law

Chapter 710: Chapter 711 Sun Mei’s Current Situation

But he understood that Su Changfeng still had plenty of uses; killing him now would be a waste.

”I’ll let you enjoy life for a little while longer; at most three months. You’ll surely end up kneeling before me.

On the arena, those lying on the ground showed no signs of movement, especially those who had fainted, seeming as if they were already dead.

The current Su Changfeng, without a doubt, was seen as a Killing God, and he didn’t care what kind of punishment Purgatory might impose on him.

In the eyes of others, this was admirable.

Since the establishment of Purgatory, no one has dared to defy its orders. Not only is Su Changfeng the first, but he also killed so many of Purgatory’s staff. Even if people believe Su Changfeng will be severely tortured by Purgatory for his actions, it doesn’t prevent them from idolizing him.

”I have to admit, this kid is impressive.”

”Yes, he’s the only one daring enough to defy Purgatory.”

”I recall being a killing spree myself once, with dozens of lives in my hands, but now compared to him, I’m nothing.”

”Dozens of people really don’t amount to much. I’ve killed no less than a hundred and even wiped out an entire First-class Family. Now, I still have to obediently follow Purgatory’s orders. How dare I rebel like this guy? This kid’s background must be beyond what any of us here can compare to.”

The crowd sighed, showing respect for Su Changfeng. At this moment, they even hoped Su Changfeng wouldn’t get punished by Purgatory, believing he had a chance to overthrow Purgatory and lead them out of this damned place.

Many people had these thoughts, but no one dared to say them aloud, only keeping them in their hearts. They admired Su Changfeng, but it didn’t mean they had the courage to do what Su Changfeng did.

Pangolin slowly exhaled, feeling a little worried about Su Changfeng again. He had just killed many people from Purgatory, and it was unclear how Purgatory would retaliate against Su Changfeng next. The situation had indeed become graver.

Jiang City.

A certain apartment.

Sun Mei actually lived with that driver, but their statuses were evidently very different.

Sun Mei, who had never done housework at the Shen Family, was now diligently mopping the floors and dusting, cleaning the house until it was spotless, even in corners that couldn’t be seen with the eye, she dared not be careless at all.

Compared to her past status in the Shen Family, Sun Mei now lived a life completely different, as if she had fallen from heaven to the ground.

Before Su Changfeng entered the Shen Family, all the household chores were done by Shen Zhenhua. Even if Sun Mei clogged the toilet, she’d make Shen Zhenhua deal with the stench; she never managed such affairs, let alone mop and dust.

After Su Changfeng joined their family, Sun Mei became even more idle, all housework and cooking duties fell onto Su Changfeng.

Though Sun Mei’s life was at times unsatisfactory, it had never been as miserable as it was now.

The driver watches TV, while Sun Mei, clearly a servant, certainly doesn’t look like a noblewoman at all. Most crucially, she acts especially cautious, clearly fearing to offend the driver.

”The young master has contacted me. If you can’t show value, I’ll have to kill you,” said the driver, with a calm expression.

These words made Sun Mei tremble. Since meeting this person, she never knew when her life would be threatened. One day, Sun Mei didn’t obey his instructions, and he strangled her neck — she almost died then. Hence, Sun Mei feared this man deeply and obeyed all his commands.

She was ordered to return to the Shen Family, something Sun Mei was desperate to do, but Tang Qiulu didn’t want to see her.

”Don’t worry, I’ll definitely complete the task you gave me; just give me more time,” Sun Mei pleaded on the floor earnestly.

The driver didn’t even look at Sun Mei as he stood and returned to his room.

Sun Mei sighed helplessly; she once lived in a villa on Xianwu Mountain, yet now she was reduced to this.

Yet she stubbornly believed it was not her fault, refusing to see her downfall as her own deserved consequence, considering Su Changfeng to blame for it all.

Sun Mei often thought, if Su Changfeng had died sooner, the Shen Family wouldn’t have faced such turmoil; she wouldn’t have divorced Shen Zhenhua or been thrown out of the Shen Family.

All the mistakes were caused by Su Changfeng, and he was the reason she became like this.

Sun Mei’s gaze turned venomous, gritting her teeth, she said, ”Su Changfeng, my situation is all because of you. Whether Tang Qiulu’s unborn brat is a boy or girl, they’ll bear your sins.”

After cleaning the house, Sun Mei specifically prepared the driver’s dinner before heading out.

She asked around extensively to find out where Shen Zhenhua would be drinking tonight, planning to look for him. With Tang Qiulu refusing to forgive her, she could only seek alternatives with Shen Zhenhua, acting pitiful with this coward if needed; as long as Shen Zhenhua drank too much, things would be easier to accomplish.

Outside a restaurant, Sun Mei stood shivering from the wind. The drinking session just began not long ago. She wasn’t in a rush to see Shen Zhenhua; waiting for him to get drunk would simplify things.

Sun Mei planned ahead, taking Shen Zhenhua to a hotel after drinking, then the next morning, feigning pity before him, aiming to return to the villa using this method.

Their marriage lasted decades, and there was some semblance of affection. Sun Mei didn’t believe Shen Zhenhua would disregard old feelings completely. In Sun Mei’s eyes, her willingness to lower herself before Shen Zhenhua was his honor; he’d surely agree.

In the bitterly cold winter night, the wind was biting.

Sun Mei’s head was frosted, even her eyebrows turned white, shivering terribly until it was nearly 10 o’clock before entering the restaurant.

Shen Zhenhua and his friends were joyously drinking.

Since divorcing Sun Mei, Shen Zhenhua became more indulgent in drinking. No one to hold him back, he could return home whenever he wanted — this was Shen Zhenhua’s dream lifestyle.