Her body was covered in wounds left by the cane, so hearing Zhao Liang’s brutal voice at this mont made her shudder.
Her heart instinctively felt fear, but Zhao Shumin was no longer the weak, easily-bullied little girl she used to be.
She grabbed a kitchen knife and went to the living room window, glaring viciously at Zhao Liang opposite her.
"Zhao Liang, what the hell are you trying to do?"
"Screw you! Got guts now, huh? Waving a knife at your brother? You bitch, do you wanna die?"
Zhao Liang, with his ferocious face and stocky build, looked absolutely nacing. At over six feet tall, he was downright intimidating.
"Screw you, brain-dead idiot!"
Zhao Shumin fired back, showing no signs of backing down.
"You dare insult ?"
Zhao Liang smashed his fist against the window glass, which instantly cracked under the blow. This sight instinctively filled Zhao Shumin with fear.
But she didn’t retreat an inch. She knew that acting weak would only invite more abuse!
"I’m talking about you! This is a lawful society now. What do you think you’re doing? I’m calling the police right now!"
"You bitch, huh? Grown so guts, have you? All these years and not a single di sent back ho, you ungrateful slut! Let tell you, I’m your real brother!"
"If I want to beat you, I’ll beat you! Nobody can stop . Outsiders can’t ddle!"
He pulled out a cane, his eyes fixed fiercely on Zhao Shumin inside the room.
"Honey, let’s leave. We don’t have any right to demand money from Shumin!"
Even though He Tingting felt deeply afraid of Zhao Liang, like a mouse terrified of a cat,
her sweet, charming face was still full of determination as she decided she needed to protect Shumin to the best of her ability.
"Shut the hell up! You stupid whore!"
He swung the cane at He Tingting with such force that the sound alone made one wince. He Tingting writhed in pain, crouching on the ground and unable to speak.
At that mont, He Tingting’s son ca out of nowhere and kicked her hard.
"Who told you to butt in?"
In the Zhao family’s tradition, won’s status was utterly worthless, so He Tingting’s position in the household was abysmally low.
She couldn’t even sit at the table during als; if she dared, a beating would surely follow.
"I’m calling the police right now!"
Zhao Shumin pulled out her phone and dialed the ergency number.
"I dare you to call!"
"I dare you to call!"
The door had already been replaced with a security door, so Zhao Liang planned to break in through the window instead.
Under his violent onslaught, the once sturdy window began to shake and weaken.
Li Zhiyan stepped out from the bathroom, saw what was happening, and strode to the door before opening it.
Facing the ferocious Zhao Liang, Li Zhiyan cursed him directly: "You dumbass, screw you!"
He didn’t hold back one ounce against Zhao Liang, taking an unwavering stand on Aunt Zhao’s side.
Aunt Zhao had always cared for him deeply, so when it ca to soone trying to hit Aunt Zhao, Li Zhiyan had no tolerance and let loose without hesitation!
In the village, Zhao Liang was a constant bully, notorious for intimidating and beating people. Many had suffered under his hands.
He had beaten people right in front of their wives many tis. Even when soone called the police, villagers often opted for reconciliation, afraid of his revenge later. This had made him arrogant and reckless over the years.
Now, with Li Zhiyan hurling unrestrained insults at him in plain language, his face turned red with fury almost instantly.
"Xiao Yan, run! He’s going to beat you!"
He Tingting winced with pain but shouted as loudly as she could. Her heart was still filled with emotions from last ti when Li Zhiyan embraced her—a feeling so poignant that she had dread about it.
Deep inside, He Tingting harbored undeniable affection toward Li Zhiyan!
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