I Turned Filthy Rich Just By Sleeping With Women?!-Chapter 38: Fuck, Fight, And Survive II

Su Meilin’s body was freezing. She wanted to move, to run—but she couldn’t. Fear gripped her so tightly that all she could do was shut her eyes as everything around her moved too fast.

Luckily, Zhao Yiming was faster. Just in time, he grabbed the back of Jin Haolong’s shirt and yanked him down, sending the man crashing to the floor.

The knife clattered against the marble and slid under the bed.

Zhao Yiming kicked it farther out of reach, then immediately turned to Meilin, gently pulling her behind him to shield her. She clung to his back, trembling.

"I never thought you’d sink this low—to attack Meilin?!" he shouted, his voice shaking with rage. "Just fight me! Kill me if you can!"

"SHUT UP! SHUT UP!! HOW DARE YOU CALL ME LOW WHEN YOU’RE NOTHING BUT FILTH YOURSELF?!" Jin Haolong pounded the floor with his fists, his whole body shaking.

He had never been humiliated like this in his life. Cheated on by her—his bumpkin wife?! He wasn’t going to let it slide.

"Meilin! I’ll tell your father everything! I’ll ruin your reputation, your family name—I’ll tear down your family’s business!" he snarled, staggering to his feet with bloodshot eyes.

"You and your family are only here because of me! You were nothing before becoming my wife!" he spat, gritting his teeth. "I’ll make sure every one of you regrets this!"

But Su Meilin had had enough.

She was tired of the silence. Tired of the insults. Tired of pretending.

This time—she would stand up for herself.

"Then go ahead!" she shouted, stepping forward.

"Tell my father! Tell my whole family! I don’t care anymore! I’ll divorce you!"

Her voice cracked, but she stood tall. "I lost myself the day I became your wife! Wearing those expensive dresses, the flashy jewelry, drowning in the stench of perfumes I hated!" her body trembled violently.

"And still, you mock me! You insult my upbringing, my family, my mother!"

Zhao Yiming stood frozen for a moment, startled. The tears in her eyes weren’t from fear—they were from holding it all in for far too long. She was trying to be strong.

So he reached out and held her hand. A simple gesture—quiet, firm—but it told her everything.

That she wasn’t alone.

That someone finally stood beside her.

"I always tried to be a good wife!" she screamed, her voice echoing off the walls.

"I cooked every meal you liked—but you threw it in the trash! You avoided me like I was a plague, like I was nothing—and now you call me shameless?!"

She let it all out. Everything she had buried deep down. Everything she told herself to ignore. Everything she thought she’d never escape.

But with Zhao Yiming standing beside her... happiness no longer felt so far away.

"Heard that, Jin Haolong?" Zhao Yiming’s voice rang out, cold and sharp like a blade.

"You’re just a pathetic bastard who got cheated on by his own wife. A worthless piece of trash who always looked down on everyone, thinking you were better than the rest."

He took a step forward, the smirk on his bloodied face cruel and calm.

"But here’s the truth—you’re nothing. Just a bitter, arrogant coward who lost everything. And the best part? You brought it all on yourself."

Jin Haolong’s eyes blazed with fury. His chest heaved as rage choked his breath. Every word stabbed at his pride like a knife.

"You—YOU SON OF A BITCH!!"

He roared and lunged forward like a wild animal, swinging blindly with clenched fists. Zhao Yiming dodged to the side, countering with a sharp elbow to Jin Haolong’s ribs.

The man stumbled but didn’t fall—he snarled and came at him again, fists flailing in violent fury.

Their bodies collided, fists cracking against jaws, knuckles splitting skin. The penthouse turned into a battlefield—glass shattering, furniture crashing to the ground.

Zhao Yiming kicked Jin Haolong out of the master bedroom as the man ran to the nearest table and threw a vase at him.

He dodged easily but Jin wasn’t the one to give up yet, he once more jumped to him and Zhao Yiming grunted as Jin’s fist struck his side, he clenched his teeth and twisted, slamming his knee into Jin’s stomach.

"AGH—!"

Jin doubled over but managed to push Zhao Yiming back with a desperate shove. Blood now ran down both their faces. The room smelled of sweat, adrenaline, and hatred.

Zhao Yiming wiped his chin, then stepped forward again.

"You think you’re strong just because you own this place?" he growled. "You’re not even strong enough to keep your own wife!"

"SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH!!"

Jin Haolong screamed, grabbing a metal ornament from the shelf and swinging it with both hands.

But Zhao Yiming ducked and surged forward—grabbing Jin by the collar and headbutting him hard enough to disorient him.

Jin stumbled, disoriented, swaying on his feet.

Zhao Yiming didn’t hesitate.

He stepped in and delivered a brutal punch to the man’s face—once, twice—then grabbed him by the shoulders and twisted, slamming him toward the table behind them.

"AAARGH—!"

CRACK.

The back of Jin Haolong’s head struck the edge of the marble table with a sickening thud.

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His body went limp in an instant. He collapsed to the floor like a puppet with its strings cut, blood pouring from the gash in his skull and spreading beneath him in a crimson halo.

Zhao Yiming stood over him, chest heaving, fists still clenched—until the realization hit.

He wasn’t moving.

Su Meilin gasped, covering her mouth with both hands. "Yiming... is he...?"

Zhao Yiming stepped back, looking down at the motionless body of the man who’d once tried to own everything—and ended up losing it all.

A system notification chimed.

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[Emergency Quest Completed!]

[You have protected Su Meilin and defeated Jin Haolong.]

[Result: Fatal Encounter – Jin Haolong is dead.]

[Reward Pending... Await further judgment from the God of Richness & Love.]

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[DING!]

[You triggered another quest!]

[THE END OF NETORI]

[You killed Jin Haolong and were given two choices and those choices will determine the end of "Desperate Wife, Desperate Home Wrecker" route.]

[Choose carefully to avoid "BAD END"]

• Surrender yourself to the police.

• Hide the body or make this look like an accident.