Qin Juan saw Mrs. Zhang hitting Ningning, her eyes almost bursting with rage, trying to break free from Zhang Wenbin, but he was holding her tightly.
"Zhang Wenbin, Ningning is your daughter, she is so young and your mother let her cook and burned her hands, didn’t you see? Now she is hitting the child, do you even deserve to be a father?"
With a "slap," Zhang Wenbin slapped Qin Juan across the face.
"I don’t need you to tell me whether I deserve to be a father or not. It’s because you are such a disappointing mother that Ningning has to cook at such a young age. In the end, it’s all because you are incompetent."
Qin Juan, covering her face, saw both Old Master Zhang and Mrs. Zhang come into the room, looking on as if it were a spectacle. The oppression she had endured for years finally erupted.
"I was incompetent? Was it not your Zhang Family that came begging for my hand in marriage? I had a job too, but when I was giving birth, your mother behind my back gave my job to your third sister to please her, now the whole family is blaming me. Zhang Wenbin, have you forgotten what it was like when you first started working? Have you forgotten how your family had no jobs nor ration when I first married into your family and had to rely on my family for food? You say I’m heartless, where is your conscience?"
Zhang Wenbin’s face turned from green to red, those many years of humiliating life he had long forgotten, but now Qin Juan was bringing it all up again.
"You wretched woman, if I don’t teach you a lesson today, you really think you’re the king of heaven."
After saying that, Zhang Wenbin raised his hand again.
Old Master Zhang and Mrs. Zhang were still making a fuss on the side.
"Hit her, hit her hard, this woman deserves a beating every three days to keep her in line; look at her now, she’s trying to ride on our heads."
"Yes, hit her, hit her until she gives in."
"How dare she bring up the past. Do you think if the Zhang Family wasn’t in dire straits back then, they would have married you? You really think you are a celestial maiden?"
Qin Juan, looking at these hideous faces, closed her eyes in despair, then reopening them with a fierce determination.
She aimed toward the door and rushed outside with all her might.
For the first time, she wanted to escape this home, this cage-like home, regardless of everything.
Mrs. Zhang was standing at the front door, cursing when she saw Qin Juan rushing towards her, she screamed in fright.
"You... what are you going to do... Ah..."
Unable to dodge, Mrs. Zhang was fiercely knocked away by Qin Juan, her head thudding against the door frame, causing her so much pain she couldn’t get up for a long while.
The back of her head was incredibly painful, a warm flow seemed to trickle down.
Mrs. Zhang touched it with her hand and felt blood all over it, she fainted immediately.
Old Master Zhang saw his wife injured and pointed at Qin Juan to Zhang Wenbin, "Chase her, break her legs."
Without needing Old Master Zhang’s instruction, Zhang Wenbin had already chased after Qin Juan the moment she ran outside.
Qin Juan was trying to grab Ningning, who was still in shock, to run out, but she wasn’t able to pull her when she saw her child already picked up by Zhang Wenbin.
Being held in Zhang Wenbin’s arms, the little one looked like a small chick, with only her little arm being pulled by Qin Juan, her little face full of terror.
"Mommy, Mommy..."
Zhang Wenbin sneered, "What? Thinking of running away? Hitting my mom and trying to flee? Let’s see where you can go now."
He said, pulling Little Ningning back further, Qin Juan still holding Ningning’s hand, knowing it would hurt the child’s arm to keep pulling, but she couldn’t let go.
"Wenbin, for the sake of our marriage, please let me go, let’s get a divorce, you’ve been wanting to find a wife from the city anyway, isn’t it okay if I let you?"
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