Song Zhaodi took a deep breath. Perhaps because of Shu Ying's protection, her voice, though trembling, had become more resolute.
"Even if I starve to death outside, I will never go back with you!"
To be honest, she never ate a single meal from him.
She grew the grain, she earned the work points, and in the end, Zhou Dawei would take the meager money from the harvest to go on drinking.
These days went on and on, and she saw no end in sight, no hope in sight.
The police naturally noticed some signs as well. This man had a tendency to commit domestic violence. The violent genes of such people are ingrained in their bones, and it could really lead to someone's death.
"Since you're going to the military base, the process only requires one person. If you're in a hurry, you can go ahead."
Zhou Dawei stared wide-eyed in shock, somewhat incredulous.
He frowned, about to jump up: "No, why do the police in your city care so much? We don't care at all. I advise you not to cause trouble! That's my wife. If she runs off with someone else, I'll never forgive you."
Song Zhaodi's eyes lit up, as if she had finally seen hope.
She nodded quickly, as if afraid the police might change their minds.
The police officer pulled Zhou Dawei's hands behind his back and forcefully pressed down on his arm: "Behave yourself. If the other party really wants to pursue the things you've done, you could spend the rest of your life in jail!"
Zhou Dawei turned his head and looked at Song Zhaodi with some resentment: "Don't be so smug. Sooner or later I will find you, Song Zhaodi. You will never escape my grasp in this lifetime!"
He finally managed to marry this woman, and he almost went bankrupt trying to raise the dowry.
Song Zhaodi hadn't even enjoyed this carefree, idyllic life for a few years before she wanted to run away. Where in the world is there such a good thing?
Song Zhaodi didn't dare to meet his gaze. Only after she was sure that the police had left with Zhou Dawei did she secretly breathe a sigh of relief, her eyes even redder than before.
She seemed to suddenly realize something and quickly looked at Shu Ying beside her to thank her.
"Miss Shu, thank you so much. Otherwise, I would definitely have gone back with him."
Shu Ying gently patted Yueyue's head, a serene smile on her face.
"It was nothing, we just couldn't stand by and watch. I noticed you have a lot of injuries, did he do these to you?"
The man looked so fierce, but the injuries on her body were also terrifying.
It's hard to imagine that a person with a conscience could be so cruel to a woman.
Song Zhaodi nodded: "I've been beaten all these years. Every time I run back to my parents' home, they tell me to bear it, saying that even a spoon can hit the edge of a pot sometimes. But it hurts so much, I really can't take it anymore."
As she spoke, she gently lifted the sleeve of her arm, revealing a dense array of scars on her skin, with the scar between her forearm and upper arm being particularly shocking.
“This scar is three years old. That day he drank too much and wanted to gamble with the last five yuan in the house. I refused to agree, so he took a kitchen knife and slashed my arm. A large piece of skin and flesh was torn out, and now this arm is not considered intact.”
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