Wang Jiangang was soundly asleep when he was suddenly woken up. Feeling unhappy, he frowned and faced the light from the roof, trying to see who had disturbed his sweet dream. When he saw it was the stinky woman he married later with a burden, he suddenly became furious and slapped Zhao Yaping in the face, making her stagger. There was an obvious slap mark on her right cheek, which quickly became red and swollen.
Zhao Yaping bit her lips tightly, not daring to make a sound, for fear that her daughter would hear and rush out, making the conflict even more out of control.
Wang Jiangang looked at Zhao Yaping with contempt, with a hint of excitement in his eyes. He stood up with the help of the wall, then went into the bathroom without closing the door, unbuckled his belt and went to the bathroom.
Zhao Yaping patiently picked up the fallen stool and picked up the messy debris on the ground. She had just returned from a rainstorm. Although she held an umbrella, her clothes were wet and stuck to her body, outlining the graceful figure of a mature woman.
Wang Jiang just came out of the bathroom and saw her bending over to clean. He couldn't help but move his Adam's apple and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. As if he remembered something, he said in a gentle voice as if nothing had happened: "Let's clean up tomorrow. Go take a shower and change clothes first, so as not to catch a cold again."
Zhao Yaping smiled in surprise and moved faster: "It's okay, it's okay, I'll wash it after I finish cleaning it up, it will be done soon."
Wang Jiangang frowned. The stubborn woman was still disobedient. He walked closer, grabbed her by the chin with one hand, and said viciously, "I told you to go wash now. Don't you understand what I'm saying?"
After saying this, Zhao Yaping was horrified and she was pushed to the ground without mercy. Zhao Yaping screamed, her wrist and elbow were immediately scratched and a layer of blood was immediately cut. Her bag was also swept to the ground, and everything inside flew out.
Wang Jiangang's eyes lit up when he saw the money in the bag. He took two quick steps forward and was about to snatch it. Zhao Yaping also saw his movements and, ignoring the pain in her arm, grabbed the roll of money before him.
Wang Jiangang slapped her twice more. "You stinky bitch! I knew you weren't on the same page with me. How dare you hide the money? Hand it over to me honestly."
Zhao Yaping shook her head desperately: "No, this money is for Lele's tuition. The child has already been absent from school for a year, and he can't be delayed any longer."
Wang Jiangang kicked Zhao Yaping to the ground and then moved forward to pry her hands apart, as if he was determined to snatch the money away. Zhao Yaping dodged left and right, but was hit several more times.
Finally, Wang Jiangang got the money. He gave Zhao Yaping a smug and cruel smile. Just as he was about to say something, he was hit on the head with a bench from behind and fell to the ground.
Behind him, Hu Guile kept holding the bench high with both hands, his whole body trembling, looking very frightened.
Zhao Yaping struggled to crawl to Hu Guile's feet, tugged at her skirt, and cried, "Lele, Xiaole, it's okay, it's okay, don't scare mom, don't scare mom."
She finally stood up straight, hugged her daughter and patted her back: "It's okay, it's okay. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."
Both bodies were terribly cold. Hu Guile slowly calmed down. With Zhao Yaping's help, he slumped down in a chair beside him. His eyes were stiff, and he asked softly, "Is he dead?"
Zhao Yaping trembled as she tried to feel Wang Jiangang's breath, then turned around and said, crying and laughing, "He's not dead, he's not dead."
The mother and daughter hugged each other and cried bitterly, neither of them cared about Wang Jiangang who was half-dead on the ground. The rain outside the window started to fall again.
It seemed like a long time had passed, and both of them had calmed down a lot. Hu Guile urged Zhao Yaping to take a shower with hot water and change into dry clothes, but Zhao Yaping urged her to go back to her room and rest.
In the end, the mother couldn't defeat her daughter, and she obediently went into the bathroom to take a shower without closing the door tightly. Hu Guile accompanied her with a utility knife.
"Mom, let's get a divorce. Let's go back to our hometown. I...I miss my brother," Hu Guile said in a small voice, tears already streaming down his face.
There was a sound of running water in the bathroom, but no one answered her.
Just at this moment, a dazzling flash of lightning passed by outside the window, followed by a loud thunder. Hu Guile was frightened and trembled. The moment he turned his head to look out the window, his eyes widened in fear.
It turned out that Wang Jiangang had woken up at some point, his face covered in blood, and was looking at her with a sinister smile: "Little bitch, are you really that brave? How dare you fight me?"
He rushed over.
Hu Guile stabbed out the utility knife in his hand without hesitation.
But Wang Jiangang grabbed her wrist. Due to the huge difference in strength, she was quickly controlled by the man.
Zhao Yaping's puzzled voice came from the bathroom: "Lele?"
Hu Guile had his hands tied behind his back by Wang Jiangang, and his mouth was tightly covered from behind, so he couldn't make a sound.
The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and Zhao Yaping rushed out naked, holding a toilet brush. The scene in front of her made her eyes bloodshot. The beast was clinging tightly to her daughter, with a terrifying and cruel smile on his bloody face, and his dirty lips kept sticking to her daughter's neck and ears.
Hu Guile's face was covered in tears and his whole body was trembling, but he couldn't break free.
Zhao Yaping waved the toilet brush and hit Wang Jiangang on the head, but was kicked over by the beast and her head hit the bathroom door frame. She didn't move for a long time.
Hu Guile was desperate. There was extreme hatred in her eyes. The disgusting big face came towards her again. She leaned forward and bit Wang Jiangang's ear hard.
The man felt pain and immediately stopped the improper movement of his hands. He used both hands to pry Hu Guile's head open, still howling: "Ah, you damn stinky bitch, let go, let me go."
Hu Guile turned a deaf ear until he bit off the ear, then spat to the side with blood at the corner of his mouth, looking very scary.
Wang Jiangang rolled on the ground in pain: "My ear, my ear, hurry, call an ambulance for me."
The noise in this house finally attracted the dissatisfaction of the neighbors. At this moment, the door was slammed. "Have you all gone crazy? You make noise every day. When will it stop? What time is it? Huh? Can't you let me sleep? If you make noise again, I will call the police."
Hu Guile picked up the utility knife that had fallen beside him and walked towards the man step by step, with the intention of dying together.
Wang Jiangang finally got scared. He stared at the knife in horror and retreated to the corner. "You... don't come over here. Killing people is illegal... Help, help!"
The tip of the knife was only one step away from the man. Hu Guile resolutely raised his knife-holding arm, but a faint sigh came from behind him:
"Hu Guile, come back!"
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