"Hey, why does that sound like a man's scream?"
"I thought I misheard! That cowardly woman has gotten into trouble with her husband again?"
"She finally realized she needed to be ruthless. Women can't be patient, or they'll be the ones who suffer."
"But what if something serious happens and the police get involved?"
"Let's go down and take a look."
Inside the room, Song Xia punched Jiang Hui in the stomach again and again, causing Jiang Hui to curl up like a shrimp in pain.
She laughed maniacally as she hit him: "If you don't live a good life, I won't live a good life either. Jiang Hui, remember this, this is the beginning of your nightmare."
Because it was the first time he had been treated like this, Jiang Hui was still not used to it and remained arrogant: "Song Xia, you wait, I won't let you get away with this."
"Still dare to talk back." Song Xia pressed on the wound on his head. It had already scabbed over, but the blood stained the gauze again.
"You're a madman! Ah! You're a madman!" Even people who like to hit others know pain, and Jiang Hui kept dodging.
Seeing that things were not going well, Jiang Chuande also wanted to join the fight.
Song Xia grabbed his hair directly. This person was lazy and unhygienic, with long and greasy hair, but Song Xia didn't care about being disgusted at this moment. After pulling his hair, she kicked him directly in the groin.
"Ouch!" No man could withstand this kind of injury. Jiang Chuande clutched the injured area and howled.
"You old pervert, you still dare to look at me with those disgusting eyes? I'll ruin you."
Jiang Chuande's eyes widened in horror as he looked at her. She's gone mad, Song Xia is absolutely insane.
However, although Song Xia made such harsh remarks, she was still very careful in her actions. After all, she couldn't really go to jail, so she would only make Jiang Chuande suffer, not really cripple him.
Although the neighbors outside couldn't see, they listened with great interest, especially the women, who secretly cheered for Song Xia.
That's how tough we should be. If we had done it earlier, we wouldn't have been beaten up before.
"You two better remember this from now on: if you dare to mess with me and Wenwen again, I'll beat you every time I see you. And from now on, not only will I not give you a single penny, but you must also earn money and give it to me on time, or I'll beat you again, do you hear me?"
Jiang Hui grinned: "You bitch, don't even think about it."
"You dare talk back?" Sister Song stomped on his mouth with her foot, thoroughly humiliating him. "Go ahead and try to argue again if you dare."
"You... um..."
Whenever he resisted, Song Xia would kick him in the stomach or groin: "Take my money and go find other women, and I'll cripple you."
Not to mention Jiang Hui, even the men listening to the gossip outside all had a pained expression on their faces. How much pain must that be in!
However, Jiang Hui was indeed not a man before, and he doesn't deserve sympathy.
The woman outside was still advising, "Sister Song, don't break it all at once, take it easy."
Song Xia smiled and replied, "Oh, Auntie, I know what I'm doing."
Hearing the noise outside the door, Jiang Hui felt extremely ashamed and angry: "Call the police! I'm calling the police! I'm going to have the police arrest you!"
Song Xia moved closer to him, as if she had heard a funny joke: "Remember, this is a family conflict, they can't interfere. You were fine before, so why would I be in trouble?"
Jiang Hui's face turned visibly ugly. He couldn't understand how Song Xia, that bitch, had suddenly become so powerful.
"If you dare do this again, I'll get a divorce and make sure Wenwen has no father." He used to threaten Song Xia with this face whenever she refused to give him money, because Song Xia's heart was completely devoted to Wenwen.
Inside the room, Wenwen's eyes reddened. She wanted to shout, "Mom, you should divorce Dad. I can live without Dad."
Before she could finish speaking, Song Xia laughed: "Then let's get a divorce. I've figured it out now. Wenwen can only live a better life without a scumbag like you."
"I won't give you the child even if we divorce," Jiang Hui continued to threaten.
Song Xia slapped his face: "Do you think the court is your private property? I'm the one who supports the family every day, so of course the child will be awarded to whoever is more capable. The judge will also consult Wenwen's opinion. When we get divorced, you'll still have to pay child support to Wenwen."
The more she said that, the less Jiang Hui dared to mention divorce.
Song Xia stood up, but wouldn't let him get up, still pressing her foot against his face: "Remember, from now on, I'm in charge of this house."
"Good!" A woman outside the door clapped her hands in satisfaction, while the men looked sullen. It seemed they really couldn't push the woman too far, or they would be the ones who suffered.
Song Xia opened the door and greeted everyone with a smile: "Thank you all for your hard work tonight. It's so late and you're still worried about my safety. Don't worry, from now on, whether it's for myself or for my daughter, I will never compromise again."
"That's how it should be; men should jump up and down as much as they want."
“If he calls the police, you will deny it. Don’t worry, we won’t testify for him.”
"Besides, the police probably don't really believe it either, since he's the one with the criminal record, so there shouldn't be any problems."
Jiang Hui was still lying on the ground in a disheveled state, listening to all of this, feeling extremely embarrassed, as if his pants had been pulled down and he was being watched.
After seeing her neighbor off, Song Xia gave him a cold look before returning to her room.
At this moment, Wenwen was looking at her with bright eyes. Song Xia pinched her little cheek and said, "Did Mommy keep her promise? Mommy wasn't bullied this time, right?"
"Yes." Wenwen nodded heavily, and said in a serious tone, "If Daddy is disobedient again, Mommy, you should still do this."
"Okay, beat him until he's scared."
"You ungrateful wretch!" Jiang Hui gritted his teeth in resentment. He had always said that having a daughter was unacceptable.
Jiang Chuande kept groaning and moaning, which annoyed Jiang Hui. "What are you howling about? It's so annoying. Are you even as badly injured as I am?"
Jiang Chuande was scolded and dared not utter a sound. Song Xia smiled sarcastically. In the past, he would vent all his frustrations on her, so there was naturally no conflict between him and his son. Jiang Hui could occasionally act as a dutiful son, but that might not be the case in the future.
After a good night's sleep, Song Xia woke up not only without making the things she usually did for her morning stall, but also without making breakfast.
Jiang Hui and Jiang Chuande, two grown men, were lying on the sofa waiting for their food. When she was about to leave, Jiang Hui glared at her and asked, "Where's the food?"
Song Xia turned around and gave him a cold look: "I said last night that I will no longer care about you. What you eat is none of my business."
"You..." Jiang Hui seemed to have forgotten yesterday's pain and was about to hit someone again.
Song Xia wouldn't tolerate this. This kind of scoundrel had to be beaten until he submitted and was afraid.
"Ouch!" Most of the people living here are migrant workers in the city, so they were already up, and Jiang Hui's screams could be heard again.
"Tsk, he just got beaten up yesterday, and he still hasn't learned his lesson!"
"I used to be arrogant and easily got carried away, but I'll be better from now on."
The neighbors were brushing their teeth, pushing their electric bikes, and even greeting Song Xia and Wenwen in a friendly manner, without giving Jiang Hui a second glance.
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