The old lady hurriedly stepped in front of her son to shield him. "Xiao Qiao, you can't hit him anymore! If you keep going, you'll kill him!"
"If you want to vent your anger, then hit me! Beat this old woman to death!"
"Mom knows that we're in the wrong, and that Xiao Yuan wronged you. We're not asking you to forgive us. We only ask that, for the sake of Xiao Yuan helping your family before, you let him off this once!!"
Su Qiao glared angrily at the mother and son. "Am I the one refusing to let him off? He's clearly the one who refuses to let me go!"
"He's been lying to me ever since we met. He lied and said he'd never been married, but after we went to get our Marriage Certificate, he suddenly admitted that he had been married before and was a divorcee."
"I put up with that too, but after we got married, he not only refused to sleep with me, he also started hitting me before a month had even passed."
"When he was in a bad mood, he hit me. If I said something he didn't like, he hit me. If I answered a phone call, he hit me. If I said two words to another man, I got beaten when I came back."
"I got hit when I wanted to go out to work. I got hit when I didn't greet him quickly enough after coming home. I got hit when the food I cooked didn't suit his taste. When I wanted a divorce, he beat me again."
"Is hitting women the only thing left in your pathetic life? You good-for-nothing! Besides hitting women, what else can you do?"
The angrier Su Qiao became, the more viciously she pointed