Li Jing'er knew that the betrothal gifts must have been given to her younger brother, and there would be no more at this time. Even if there was any, her parents would definitely not give it out.
I had no choice but to nod as if begging for mercy.
"Mom, I know, but I won't tell."
Lu Ma finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Jing'er, it's not that I don't protect you, it's that you insist on flirting with other women and seducing men. It's you who are not chaste, and Zhicheng was so angry that he beat you. If you behave yourself, he will naturally not beat you."
Li Jing'er didn't dare to say anything and had to agree.
As soon as they entered the interrogation room, Huangmao was sitting opposite them, his body covered with wounds and bandages. He looked at Lu Zhicheng and the others with resentment, while the woman next to him, who looked like a noble lady, looked at her son with heartache and looked at them coldly.
"You are the ones who beat my son?"
Lu Zhicheng almost couldn't help but hit him, but Lu's mother stopped him.
Li Jing'er felt a little guilty when he saw Huangmao covered in injuries, but the other party didn't even look at him.
Lu Zhicheng retorted: "I didn't hit him. Do you have any evidence? It's also illegal to falsely accuse someone without evidence."
The lady sneered, "The surveillance footage was clear, how could there be no evidence? If you dare to hit someone, you must bear the corresponding responsibility. My son was seriously injured, the cost must be at least 100,000!"
Lu Ma screamed: "One hundred thousand, are you robbing me?"
She turned to Lu Zhicheng and said, "Zhicheng, please speak up! Did you really hit someone?"
Lu Zhicheng turned his head, and Lu Ma looked at Li Jing'er's expression again. She knew what was going on.
Lu Ma immediately stepped forward and grabbed Li Jing'er's hair, pulling it back and forth: "You bastard, this is all your fault, go to hell!"
Li Jing'er screamed in pain: "Mom, stop pulling..."
The police slammed the table and said, "This is a police station, what are you doing?"
The lady looked at the scene coldly: "If you want to fight back, I just want compensation."
How could Lu Ma afford so much money? She repeatedly promised the police that she would compensate them before leaving.
As soon as he came out, he kicked and slapped Li Jing'er: "It's all your fault. I shouldn't have married you in the first place. You've ruined my son and my family!"
"You must pay back this money!"
Li Jing'er smiled bitterly: "Mom, how can I afford it? You have all my salary now, and you have taken my bank card."
Mother Lu said angrily, "Then return the betrothal gift! We don't want you as our daughter-in-law anymore!"
Li Jing'er held Lu Ma's hand and begged for mercy: "Mom, I don't want to divorce Zhicheng."
Where can I get the betrothal gift back?
She absolutely cannot get divorced. If she does, her parents will definitely kick her out of the house!
Lu Ma also knew that the betrothal gift was probably not going to be taken back, so she slapped Li Jing'er a few more times before she felt relieved.
"Humph, shameless thing."
Lu Zhicheng looked at Li Jing'er with a deep gaze: "Jing'er, aren't you very familiar with that yellow-haired guy? Go and plead for him. I absolutely cannot go to jail."
"But……"
Lu Zhicheng glared at him again.
Li Jing'er was trembling, afraid of being beaten again, so she nodded.
She waited for Huangmao at the door for a long time before she saw him come out with the noble lady behind him.
She felt a little scared when she saw the noble lady, but she thought that if she didn't go, she would be beaten even worse by Lawrence Lu, so she mustered up the courage to step forward.
"Please, we were having a nice chat at the bar, and I don't want anything to happen to my husband. Please be kind and let us go."
Huangmao ignored her completely.
The noble lady looked at her and sneered: "That's just my son being in a good mood, playing with you. You are a piece of shit that my son can find anywhere."
"One hundred thousand must be paid in full, otherwise your husband will go to jail!"
Li Jing'er begged desperately, but the other party showed no mercy. Li Jing'er thought that it might be because the noble lady was there, and the yellow-haired man refused to forgive her out of consideration for her feelings, so she had to leave first.
After returning, Lu Zhicheng asked her how things were going, and Li Jing'er's eyes were wandering.
Lu Zhicheng slapped her so hard that she saw stars and it took her a long time to recover.
"Didn't it work? He's still looking for you every day, but I didn't expect he doesn't even take you seriously! You're just a slob!"
Li Jing'er covered her face and said, "Zhicheng, wait a moment. I'll go find him and plead for mercy."
Lu Zhicheng snorted coldly: "Alright, my wife can't be touched for free by others."
Li Jing'er bit her lip and was about to go back to her room, but was pulled back by Lu Ma: "Go cook!"
Li Jing'er was stunned, but thinking of the betrothal gift, she didn't dare to resist and had to go into the kitchen.
She hadn't cooked many meals before, and an hour passed before she finally finished. Lu Ma grabbed her hair and threw her to the ground: "You bastard, you're deliberately making it so slowly that you're starving us to death!"
Lu Ma punched and kicked her, but Lu Zhicheng just looked at her coldly and then looked away.
Moreover, Lu Ma specifically chose to hit Li Jing'er in areas away from her abdomen, causing her to suffer terribly.
"Mom, I was wrong. I won't do it again next time!"
"Hmph, I'm glad to know."
Lu Ma was tired of beating her, so she started to eat. When she tasted some sand, she slapped her again: "Bitch, you deliberately didn't wash it clean before cooking it for me!"
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