I painted an aircraft carrier on the courtyard house for Dongda University.

After Zhou Weiguo finished speaking, without saying another word, he grabbed He Yuzhu, whose face was full of fear, and strode open the courtyard gate.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the courtyard gate opened, they stumbled upon Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu whispering in the central courtyard. The two looked mysterious, and it was unclear what they were discussing.

He ignored the two men and dragged He Yuzhu straight to the Jia family's gate. Tian Zao was already waiting there, and when she saw them coming, she hurriedly handed them a rope.

Zhou Weiguo took the rope and neatly tied He Yuzhu up tightly in one go, without any hesitation.

He Yuzhu was bound with ropes in public, his face filled with anxiety and embarrassment, yet he dared not resist at all, repeatedly begging for mercy:

"Uncle, Uncle! Please don't do this, let's go back to the hospital, okay? Uncle, I was wrong!"

Her voice was choked with sobs, filled with regret and fear.

Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu had been keeping a close eye on the commotion. Seeing He Yuzhu subdued, they quickly approached. Yi Zhonghai said with a face full of concern but also a hint of reproach:

"For the country... Brother, what are you doing? In public, Zhu Zi is an adult, and a cadre at that. You've tied him up; it'll look bad if word gets out!"

His tone carried the admonishment of an elder.

Zhou Weiguo glanced coldly at Yi Zhonghai and retorted without any politeness:

"Yi Zhonghai, I can't be bothered with you! It's not that I can't control you. If you think being in labor camp isn't comfortable enough, I have plenty of ways to get you to the far northwest!"

Yi Zhonghai's face turned deathly pale instantly. He instinctively wanted to start a lecture, but when he met Zhou Weiguo's cold, piercing gaze, he froze. In the end, he could only angrily flick his sleeve and grit his teeth, saying:

"Zhou Weiguo, keep acting like this! If you continue disciplining him like this, one day Zhuzi will disown you as his maternal uncle!"

After saying that, he turned and left angrily.

"Uncle, I beg you! Please let me go! I know I was wrong, I promise I'll never give anything to Sister Qin's family again, okay?" He Yuzhu was still pleading.

Zhou Weiguo looked at his good-for-nothing nephew with a serious expression and asked in a low voice:

"He Yuzhu, are you envious because you see how well Tian Zao, Natasha, and I are living?"

Upon hearing this, He Yuzhu shuddered violently. He first looked at Zhou Weiguo in alarm, then secretly glanced at Qin Huairu beside him, his eyes filled with panic.

Zhou Weiguo raised his hand and gently patted He Yuzhu's face twice, saying with a half-smile:

"Actually, I can understand it when a man is successful in his career and has a bit of a flirtatious streak. Do you think that now that you're a cadre and married to Yu Li, it's not a big deal if you flirt with Qin Huairu? Huh?"

He Yuzhu stared wide-eyed at Zhou Weiguo with disbelief.

At this moment, Zhou Weiguo turned to look at Qin Huairu, only to see that upon hearing these words, she not only showed no panic, but instead curled up a wicked smile and looked at He Yuzhu with a provocative gaze.

"Slap!" A loud slap landed on He Yuzhu's face without warning, and He Yuzhu screamed in pain.

Zhou Weiguo pointed at him and started cursing:

"You can't even control your own wife, yet you're eyeing other women? And to make matters worse, you dare to even have designs on Qin Huairu, that... filthy bitch..."

Although Zhou Weiguo's voice wasn't loud, Qin Huairu, who was standing not far away, could hear it clearly.

Her expression instantly changed from blank to shocked. She looked at Zhou Weiguo in disbelief, never expecting him to say such humiliating things in public.

Perhaps because she was touched on a sore spot, or perhaps because she felt she had lost face, Qin Huairu suddenly burst into tears. Her cries were heart-wrenching, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

The commotion in the yard was so loud that it quickly attracted the attention of the neighbors in both the front and back yards.

Everyone looked at Qin Huairu, whose face was full of grievance and tears, and then at Zhou Weiguo, whose expression was cold and stern, their eyes filled with doubt and confusion. However, everyone was wary of Zhou Weiguo at the moment, and no one dared to speak rashly.

Zhou Weiguo glanced at everyone and sneered inwardly: "Qin Huairu is still the same as always, she always puts on this pitiful look."

Then, he spoke with a serious expression:

"Fellow neighbors! Today, I, Zhou Weiguo, have brought my good-for-nothing nephew here specifically to apologize to the Jia family's daughter-in-law... Oh, right, Qin Huairu and Jia Dongxu are divorced now, so I can't call her 'Jia family's daughter-in-law' anymore, let's just call her Qin Huairu. Why apologize? It's simple. I think that since He Yuzhu is already married, his close relationship with the single Qin Huairu is bound to cause her trouble. So, I'm here today to teach this brainless idiot a lesson!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Zhou Weiguo pulled out his belt, making a move as if to attack.

Upon seeing this, He Yuzhu was terrified and immediately begged for mercy:

"Uncle! Please! Let me go! So many people are watching. I'm a cadre now, you can't do this! Uncle, uncle, I beg you!"

Zhou Weiguo ignored him and directly raised his hand to strike the pillar.

"Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!" The sound of the belt whipping against the pillar was crisp and loud. The pillar rolled on the ground in pain, letting out screams.

Upon seeing this, the onlookers gasped in shock, their faces filled with terror.

After a long pause, Zhou Weiguo stomped hard on He Yuzhu's chest and asked in a stern voice:

"Tell me! How much money did you lend to Qin Huairu this time?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Huairu stopped crying abruptly, her heart filled with anxiety as she tried to step forward to explain.

Zhou Weiguo gave Qin Huairu a cold glare, then slammed the belt down on the pillar again with a loud "crack!"

"Ouch!"

He Yuzhu let out another scream, his whole body trembling uncontrollably, his face full of pain.

"No! Really not!" He Yuzhu cried out, his eyes filled with fear.

Zhou Weiguo looked at Qin Huairu, who was still feigning pitifulness, and a mocking sneer curled at the corner of his mouth:

"No? Then I find that strange. Qin Huairu, without your help, He Yuzhu, how can she still afford ready-made clothes from a department store? The outfit she's wearing must cost at least twenty yuan!"

Qin Huairu could no longer hold back and cried out with a wronged expression:

"Uncle Guo, you can't wrong me! I bought this with my salary!"

Upon hearing this, the neighbors began to whisper among themselves.

"Yes, Qin Huairu has a job now, so it's normal for her to buy some clothes, right?"

"Does she earn a lot of money? Twenty yuan for a whole outfit?"

"What's wrong with treating yourself to your first month's salary?"

Zhou Weiguo completely ignored the crowd's discussions and said with a sneer:

"Good, good, good! Qin Huairu, you're really generous! Your monthly salary is only about twenty yuan, and you're saving every penny to buy this outfit? You really know how to manage your money!"