Novel Full Chapter 3312: Family Disgrace Should Never Be Aired in Public
Chapter 3312: Family Disgrace Should Never Be Aired in Public
Ma Yongjun grabbed his eldest daughter and whipped her face with chopsticks.
A seven-year-old child had to go to school with purple and blue bruises all over her face.
Even when the issue was mediated, Ma Yongjun promised with a good attitude not to hit his wife anymore—but afterward, he beat her even more viciously.
“Family disgrace should never be aired in public, yet you dare spread this?”
Many times, Huang Jing wanted to plunge a knife into Ma Yongjun’s heart, but when she thought of her two children, she forced herself to hold back.
She hated her own weakness. Sometimes, she even thought about suicide. But then she thought of her two daughters—if she died, their lives would be even more miserable.
Huang Jing was in agony, completely lost on what to do. Divorce? Ma Yongjun would never agree.
Every time she brought it up, he would beat her. He would beat her until she no longer had the courage to mention divorce again.
Society claimed that men and women were equal, yet in this small county, divorced women were always gossiped about behind their backs.
Huang Jing trembled with hatred. Ten years of marriage felt like she was struggling in hell.
Huang Jing’s wishes were to protect her daughters and break free from Ma Yongjun.
Ma Yongjun was like a nail embedded deep in her bones—no matter what, she couldn’t get rid of him.
In his own words: “I gave your parents bride money, so you are my wife. You’re mine for the rest of your life.”
If this were a domineering CEO madly in love, the line “You’re mine for the rest of your life” might sound romantic.
But for a woman suffering years of domestic abuse, it was the most terrifying curse.
Ning Shu wiped at the corner of her eye. Because her eye was injured, her eyeball kept tearing up, forming dried yellow crusts.
She sighed inwardly. Huang Jing must have destroyed the entire universe in her past life to end up with scum like Ma Yongjun in this one.
Truly a rare breed of garbage.
A man who raises his hands against a woman—no matter what he did, in his own mind, he was never wrong. His moral bottom line was nonexistent.
Ning Shu even suspected that in the future, this scumbag might sell his own daughters.
He didn’t provide for his wife and children. If he had money, he spent it drinking and fooling around. If he didn’t, he just ran a tab at the small supermarkets nearby, picking up alcohol and smokes, promising to pay later.
Ning Shu slowly moved to sit on the old sofa.
The small living room was a mess—chairs and stools were overturned all over the floor.
A huge fight had broken out the night before. Ma Yongjun had slammed the door and left, and he still hadn’t returned.
He treated the house like a hotel.
Ning Shu adjusted her legs into a cross-legged position to begin cultivating.
Her head felt dizzy, the world spun around her, and nausea swelled in her chest.
She formed hand signs, setting up a yang gathering formation before starting to cultivate.
The modern world had very little spiritual energy, and there didn’t seem to be enough starlight energy either—she could only absorb fiery yang energy.
But fiery yang energy had a flaw—it was too aggressive, causing her temper to be explosive as well. Ning Shu really wanted to charge up to Ma Yongjun and let him experience the pain of having his tendons torn apart.
Why was it always women who suffered endless oppression? Did making women miserable truly bring men happiness?
No, a selfish person wouldn’t even think about such things.
If it benefited them, they disregarded even their family.
If it benefited them, they were willing to sacrifice their family’s well-being to serve their own interests.
If it could bring them happiness, they were happy to inflict pain upon their family.
Such utter scum.
Huang Jing’s marriage had been arranged by her parents. At the time, Ma Yongjun seemed like a good choice—he had a car, a house, and his parents were deceased.
The car was a bicycle, and the house was just a small 70-80 square meter apartment in a small county. It was rumored to be in line for demolition compensation, blah blah blah…
Because her maiden home and her husband’s home were separated by dozens of miles, news didn’t travel quickly. Before marrying Ma Yongjun, Huang Jing knew nothing about him.
Translator: Kaho