Xu Ruyi and Ding Guisheng got into another scuffle. In the chaos, the porcelain ornaments Xu Ruyi had bought back once again fell to the floor. The corners of the table struck her eye and jaw several times, but she had no time to care about the pain. She only wanted to get out of there as quickly as possible. Yet Ding Guisheng kept grabbing her shoulders and shoving her toward the cabinet. Only as vase after vase, painted plate after painted plate, and ceramic animal after ceramic animal smashed to the floor did Ding Guisheng feel the knot in his chest ease slightly.
But something was still missing.
Ding Guisheng was panting from the beating and had to stop midway. Bracing himself against the wall, his bloodshot eyes stared fixedly at Xu Ruyi, who lay on the floor. It took him a long while to realize what was missing.
Why was Xu Ruyi no longer crying?
Why was she no longer wailing to the heavens and pounding the ground, no longer explaining herself?
The entire living room floor was littered with a chaotic mess of fragments. Xu Ruyi slowly propped up her upper body and tried to stand again.
The sound of keys turning came from the entryway. Ding Jiali stumbled in, reeking of alcohol.
"I'm ba..." He had barely reached the living room when he stopped drunkenly. "...What are you doing again?"
Seeing someone return, Ding Guisheng realized he could finally strike for real, since Ding Jiali would stop him. He deliberately grabbed a bronze ornament from the floor and raised it menacingly to smash it into Xu Ruyi's head. Ding Jiali was indeed startled and hurried over to hold Ding Guisheng tightly.
"Dad!! What are you doing? That could kill someone!"
"Die! Better if she dies! Today,