Matrilocal Son-in-law Is Supreme

"Ladies and gentlemen! So it turns out that you're not wearing anything inside, and you still act reserved for me! "    

Uncle Zhu was unable to contain his joy. He directly pushed Ouyang Hui down to the ground, his mouth full of whiskers wanting to rush up to her.    

Ouyang Hui's hair was grabbed by him and she was in so much pain that tears were about to fall out of her eyes. When she fell to the ground, she was pressed down by his fat body and instantly felt as if her bones were going to break.    

Just as Uncle Zhu's mouth was about to touch Ouyang Hui's chest, he suddenly bared his teeth and raised his head.    

In the panic, Ouyang Hui saw Shen Lang's figure appear behind Uncle Zhu.    

Uncle Zhu was originally in the Mediterranean Sea, with no hair on his head. However, the hair on the back of his head was mercilessly grabbed by Shen Lang, pulling his head up.    

"Pain …" "It hurts!" Uncle Zhu screamed and waved his hands randomly.    

With a slight cracking sound, Uncle Zhu's hair was pulled out from the back of his head by Shen Lang.    

Uncle Zhu cried like mad, rolling on the ground while holding the back of his head in pain.    

Ouyang Hui pushed herself back against the floor and curled up with her back against the wall, trying her best to cover herself.    

"F * ck …" Pain... "It hurts so much …" Uncle Zhu turned his head and screamed. He was shocked when he saw a young man with a face as cold as ice standing beside him.    

"You … Stinking brat! Who are you! Where did he come from!? And he even pulled out so much of my hair … "My hair …"    

Uncle Zhu wiped away his tears, feeling both angry and shocked.    

Shen Lang stared at him: "I'm her friend. "What are you?"    

"I am the landlord here!" Uncle Zhu was filled with confidence as he glared at Ouyang Hui who had curled up into a ball. "I knew it! Why do you wear only a nightgown? So you have a pretty boy here."    

Uncle Zhu stood up. "You are a pauper too, aren't you? Otherwise, how could you let a woman and a child live in this kind of place?"    

Shen Lang frowned slightly.    

Uncle Zhu was even more proud now, "Brat, this whole building belongs to me. I don't need to do anything. Every month, I can pay the rent for a year's hard work, which is enough for poor people like you!"    

"So?" Shen Lang continued to stare at him.    

"Get the hell out of here, don't ruin my plans. If you know what's good for me, then I won't bother with you." Saying that, Uncle Zhu took out his wallet from his pocket and casually threw a few hundred yuan notes at Shen Lang's feet.    

"I sent them to you as a ride, laozi is really generous, hurry up and f * ck off!"    

Shen Lang looked at Uncle Zhu as if he was looking at an idiot: "You should be the one rolling."    

"Eh? 'Little white face, don't not know what's good for you. Be careful, laozi … '    

Uncle Zhu pointed at Shen Lang's nose and was about to curse, but Shen Lang suddenly reached out to grab his head and pressed it onto the ground. Then, he stuffed the few hundred yuan bills into Uncle Zhu's mouth, making him choke and roll his eyes.    

"How do you think I should deal with you?" Shen Lang pressed Uncle Zhu's head and asked.    

"Cough …" Cough … You... Cough cough … F * ck you … "You're courting death …" Uncle Zhu's face was flushed red. Plus, under Shen Lang's pressure, his body was squeezed together like a pig's head.    

As Shen Lang's strength gradually increased, Uncle Zhu felt that his head would explode if he continued like this. Therefore, his tone also started to turn cowardly.    

"Pine …" Release Me... We can talk it over … "Sure."    

"Shouldn't you have treated me like this earlier?"    

Shen Lang let go of his hand, and Uncle Zhu, gasping for breath, hastily dug the bill out of his mouth.    

"Swallow it!" Shen Lang sneered.    

"This... This was all money … "It would be such a waste if I swallowed it …" Uncle Zhu shrunk his neck.    

"Then swallow something else." Shen Lang pointed at the few strands of hair scattered on the ground.    

Uncle Zhu's body trembled: "You want me to f * * king eat my hair!?"    

Shen Lang bent his body down, the coldness on his face almost scared Uncle Zhu to the point of wetting his pants, "Eat …" "I'll eat …"    

Uncle Zhu grabbed the hair and stuffed it into his mouth, choking and rolling his eyes once again.    

By this time, Ouyang Hui had recovered from her shock. She wrapped her coat tightly around her and staggered over to the bed. She pulled down the bedsheet and wrapped it tightly around herself. Then, she found her cell phone and made a call.    

Seeing Uncle Zhu swallow his own hair, Shen Lang's expression relaxed.    

"I... I'm done eating... Can you let me go now? " Uncle Zhu asked while trembling in fear.    

"You won't apologize to my friend?" Shen Lang raised his eyebrows.    

Uncle Zhu knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Ouyang Hui. "Sorry, I apologize to you! I beg of you, please let this Little White … Tell your friend to let me go. "    

Ouyang Hui put down her cell phone and coldly said, "I didn't want to get entangled with you in the first place. We can let you go, but there should be a person who doesn't want to."    

Uncle Zhu was stunned: "Who?"    

At this moment, the sound of hurried high heels sounded out from outside the door and the half-closed door was kicked open. A middle-aged woman with curly hair rushed in aggressively.    

"The one with the surname Zhu!" You sure f * * king have guts! "    

The woman scolded and kicked Uncle Zhu. The heels of her high heels left two bloody marks on his stomach.    

Then, she firmly grabbed Uncle Zhu's ears: "What, you think I'm old and weak? You're thinking about that young woman aren't you!? "    

"Wife …" Wife, I... Not... "I did not!" Uncle Zhu grimaced in pain, but he didn't dare to retaliate.    

"That's what he did." Ouyang Hui took off her nightdress from the bed sheet and threw it under Uncle Zhu and his wife's feet.    

The middle-aged woman looked at the torn woman's nightgown, then looked at Ouyang Hui's younger and prettier face, and then at her exposed shoulder.    

"Old bastard!" Divorce! I want to divorce you! You won't even get a dime for my property! "Clean this old lady's account!" The middle-aged woman's shrill swearing echoed throughout the entire building, causing the few tenants next door to her to come out and watch.    

The husband and wife were so angry that they lost all their face. The middle-aged woman even scratched a few bloody wounds on Uncle Zhu's face with her fingernails.    

In the end, under the watch of several other tenants, Uncle Zhu was beaten up by his wife as he was scolded at the same time and dragged away by the ear.    

Shen Lang closed the door softly. Ouyang Hui wrapped herself in bed sheets and hurried to the small bed. The sleeping child was woken up and started crying loudly. She quickly hugged the child to comfort him.    

"The landlady's wife. Did you call her?" Shen Lang asked.    

"Yeah, actually, Uncle Zhu's wife is the landlord, I have both their cell phones …"    

Shen Lang thought for a moment, "You can make him suffer a bit if you call his wife over, but in my opinion, her wife isn't an easy person to deal with. She might come back later and cause trouble for you, so you shouldn't stay here any longer. You can leave tonight."    

"But …" Ouyang Hui was very hesitant.    

"Don't worry about these things for now. I'll take you to a hotel and have a good rest for the night. You don't have to worry about the money." Shen Lang said.    

Ouyang Hui bit her lips. "I …" Can you... Could you come and stay with me? Right now, I … I'm so scared now. "    

Then she shook her head. "No, no. How can I ask for that? If I live there …" It will cause trouble for you and your wife. "    

"No worries, she will understand. Quickly pack up and call for me."    

Shen Lang left first after he finished speaking.    

About ten minutes later, Ouyang Hui opened the door and said to Shen Lang, who was standing outside, "You can go now, really …" "Sorry for the trouble."    

Ouyang Hui held her brother and walked with Shen Lang to his house. Shen Lang arranged a bedroom for her.    

It was almost midnight when Ouyang Hui finally coaxed her brother to sleep. She carefully walked into the living room and asked, "I didn't ask you just now, where is your wife? She's not at home? "    

"She has matters to attend to, so she won't be back tonight." Shen Lang said as he cleaned the sofa.    

"Oh …" "It's already so late, yet you're still doing housework?" Ouyang Hui asked.    

Shen Lang pointed to the naughty guy on the tea table with a helpless look on his face: "This guy has lost all his feathers. Don't even think about sitting on the sofa if you don't clean it up."    

"How about I do it? I'm good at cleaning."    

Ouyang Hui walked to Shen Lang's side.    

"Meow!" The little mischievous boy suddenly let out an unfriendly cry and jumped to her feet.    

Ouyang Hui was so scared that her body tilted and she subconsciously grabbed Shen Lang's arm.    

At that moment, the door creaked open. Without waiting for Ouyang Hui to regain her balance, the door opened. It was Qin Mingyue.    

"Shen Lang, I'm back — —" Qin Mingyue's voice stopped abruptly as she looked at the two people in the living room in surprise.    

In the middle of the night, there was an unfamiliar woman beside Shen Lang. The woman even tightly held his arm, leaning on his chest with half of her body.