Novel Full Chapter 3319: If You Don’t like It, Then Leave
Chapter 3319: If You Don’t like It, Then Leave
Being given a place to live was supposed to be some kind of grand favor?
If he didn’t want to support a family, then why get married? Why have kids?
A clear trait of abusive men was their complete lack of responsibility.
And they were so self-righteous about it that you couldn’t even argue with them.
If you tried, they’d just say, “If you don’t like it, then leave.”
Good people around the world share similar traits—they were kind, peaceful, and considerate.
But the truly bad people keep pushing the limits of depravity. You could never imagine just how awful someone can be.
“Ma Yongjun, how do you even have the nerve? Do you think I actually want to live here?” Ning Shu sneered.
“If you don’t want to live here, then get lost! You’d be sleeping on the streets without me! I give you food and a place to stay—what more do you want?” Ma Yongjun rolled his eyes, looking both mean and disgusting.
“If you need money so badly, then go sell yourself! Oh, I forgot—you’re already planning to. What else would you be doing at a marriage agency? You say it’s for work, but really, you’re just trying to hook a man.”
Screw this moron.
“Thanks to you causing a scene at the marriage agency every day, I just got fired.” Scum.
Ning Shu had never seen such a repulsive man.
“You think anyone would want someone as ugly as you?” Ma Yongjun mocked. “That marriage agency is just a front for prostitution.”
He was like a dog that couldn’t spit out ivory, yet he always thought he was right, thinking of himself as a great intellectual.
Ning Shu really wanted to end him.
But she had to handle this peacefully, making sure not to drag the entrustor or the two daughters into it.
Throwing her whole life away for a piece of trash like him? Risking the future of two daughters who had limitless potential?
Was Ma Yongjun even worth that?
Ning Shu: “Trash.”
“What did you say?” Ma Yongjun glared at her.
“Garbage.”
Ma Yongjun rolled up his sleeves. “Three days without a beating, and you’re acting out again.”
“Go ahead—touch a single hair on me, I dare you.” Ning Shu stared at him. “Did I marry you just to be your human punching bag?”
A human punching bag that could feel pain, that could cry.
Ning Shu put down her chopsticks, her expression cold as she stepped toward Ma Yongjun. “Hit me.”
Ma Yongjun’s nostrils flared. Seeing Ning Shu’s icy face, he felt like his authority was being challenged. He raised his hand to slap her.
Ning Shu didn’t dodge. She just looked at him. “Trash.”
Ma Yongjun was so furious that his forehead throbbed. Blood rushed to his head, turning his face purple-red.
He swung a slap toward Ning Shu, the force strong enough to cut through the air. Ning Shu took a step back and calmly avoided it.
Returning courtesy for courtesy—Ning Shu smiled at Ma Yongjun.
His hit missed. Already furious, he now saw this timid woman—who usually cowered before him—smirking at him in defiance.
Ma Yongjun’s anger skyrocketed.
Ning Shu suddenly flashed behind Ma Yongjun.
His heart skipped a beat. He rubbed his eyes—she disappeared? What was that?
Ning Shu raised a hand and delivered a precise knife-hand strike to the back of Ma Yongjun’s neck.
His eyes rolled back, and he collapsed unconscious.
Ning Shu opened the bedroom door and said to the two little girls, “Stay inside, okay?”
“Mom…” The older daughter, Ma Lanlan, looked at her worriedly.
Ning Shu smiled. “I’m fine. I’m just going to make your dad some new food.”
“Your dad is angry, so don’t come out. Lanlan, take care of your sister. Tomorrow, I’ll take you both to buy new clothes, new hair clips, and new hair ties.”
Translator: Kaho