"Hou Juan asked me to help take care of the child at night, but Li Jie said Liang Liang insisted on finding his mother," said Li Jie.

Zhao Wei found room 1711. At this moment, his intelligence once again took the high ground. He knocked on the door three times in a proper manner, and a man's voice came from inside, "What's the matter?"

Zhao Wei struggled to speak in standard Mandarin and said, "Sir, the cleaning staff accidentally took two towels while cleaning the room. I have brought them for you, please open the door."

The door opened, and before the man wrapped in a bedsheet could speak, Zhao Wei smashed a bottle on his head, shouting, "Get lost, you scumbag!"

The man fell to the ground with a groan, and a scream came from inside the room. Upon hearing it, Zhao Wei rushed into the room and indeed saw Hou Juan desperately trying to cover her chest with a blanket.

"How did you come here!" Hou Juan, upon seeing Zhao Wei, trembled as if she had seen a demon from hell.

"You adulteress!" Zhao Wei roared and tore off the blanket, then started hitting her like a madman.

Liang Liang followed and witnessed the scene: his father was mercilessly beating his mother with his shoes off, his mother screaming like a slaughtered pig, and a young uncle outside covered in blood.

He immediately understood what was happening, ran over crying, trying to shield Hou Juan with his body, but his father started hitting him too, causing Liang Liang to scream in pain.

I sighed inwardly, thinking about the psychological trauma these children would endure.

After watching for a while, a few brothers realized it could turn fatal if they didn't intervene, so they quickly stepped forward to restrain the enraged Zhao Wei.

Hou Juan was bleeding from her head, covered in shoe prints, her hair disheveled like a madwoman, cursing hoarsely, "Why can you find someone but I can't? Go ahead, hit me, kill me, then Liang Liang will have no mother!"

But Zhao Wei didn't listen to a word, he continued ranting and raving like a mad dog, and it took all of us to restrain him.

At that moment, hotel security and the police arrived, quickly subduing Zhao Wei and taking him away with his hands cuffed.

There were already many onlookers at the door, peeking in to watch the commotion, some even recording videos on their phones. Such a thrilling scene was not something you see every day.

The handsome man at the door with his eyes closed said, "Li Jie, this is a work-related injury, I need extra compensation."

Inside the room, Hou Juan had just put on her clothes and staggered over, seeing me and Li Jie there too, she guessed what was happening, trembling she said, "What extra compensation? What are you talking about? Didn't you say you liked me?"

The handsome man glanced at her disdainfully, "Ask this gentleman here, my job is done, don't contact me again in the future."

With that, he covered his head and went back into the room to get dressed. Unable to accept the reality, Hou Juan cried and grabbed him, demanding an explanation, but the handsome man impatiently pushed her to the ground.

Sitting on the ground, Hou Juan cried bitterly, while Liang Liang stood nearby, his face red with embarrassment. At his young age, he had endured too much.

Unable to bear it any longer, he pointed at Hou Juan on the ground, angrily muttered, "You are not my mother anymore!" and quickly ran out.