Novel Full Chapter 3321: Ma Yongjun Held No Place in Anyone’s Heart
Chapter 3321: Ma Yongjun Held No Place in Anyone’s Heart
Ma Lanlan hated Ma Yongjun, she hated her dad. He always hit her, so she didn’t want to fetch the mat.
Ning Shu didn’t say anything. She went to the kitchen, sprinkled some salt on the ribs, and fried them in oil for the children to eat.
She placed a plate of crispy, tender fried ribs on the table and said to the two children, “Eat up.”
Usually, the family was very frugal. They rarely ate things like fried ribs because ribs were expensive, and their bones added weight to the cost, making them not worth buying.
The original host almost never bought such things.
The two children ate until their mouths were covered in oil, completely ignoring the unconscious Ma Yongjun lying on the floor.
In this house, Ma Yongjun held no place in anyone’s heart.
He only cared about his own comfort, never about the rest of the family. He didn’t give them any warmth or love—just coldness and violence.
Karma might not come immediately, but in old age, his end would be miserable.
But Huang Jing couldn’t endure until that time. If she lived to sixty, she would still have to endure Ma Yongjun’s torment for another thirty years.
Even an iron body wouldn’t survive such abuse.
Even if it cost her some of her soul power, she had to break free from this man.
Ning Shu wiped the children’s faces and hands, then took them to school.
When she returned, Ma Yongjun had woken up and was struggling on the floor, unable to get up. His limbs were limp, completely powerless.
On the surface, there wasn’t a single visible wound.
Ning Shu walked over, squatted down, and pulled the towel out of his mouth.
Ma Yongjun panted heavily. His jaw ached—his mouth had been stuffed so full that even his tongue couldn’t move.
“Huang Jing, you’ve sure grown guts! You actually dared to lay a hand on me!” He wanted to roar, but his voice was weak and feeble.
His body had suffered a severe blow.
Now his limbs felt like they weren’t his own. It would take days to recover.
Ning Shu cracked her knuckles, sharp snapping sounds filling the air. “Wanna try again? I don’t mind putting in a little more effort.”
“You…” Ma Yongjun’s face turned pale. “You want to kill your husband?!”
Ning Shu smiled. Half of her face was swollen, bruised in shades of blue and purple. Seeing her smile sent chills down his spine—she looked like something out of a horror movie.
Ning Shu spoke calmly. “Oh, I absolutely want to kill my husband. Are you scared?”
“Good boy.” She patted his head. “Let’s die together. I take one sip of poison, you take one sip—how about that?”
The weak fear the strong, the strong fear the ruthless, and the ruthless fear those who don’t fear death.
Ma Yongjun looked at her in horror and scrambled backward. “You’re crazy!”
“That’s right. You’ve beaten me so badly, I can’t take it anymore. I have nightmares every night about you hitting me.”
“Since we’re husband and wife, we should share our fortunes and hardships, don’t you think?” Ning Shu walked into the kitchen, grabbed a kitchen knife, and smiled brightly at Ma Yongjun.
His expression twisted in terror. His body was weak, unable to escape.
And every time he tried to exert force, his bones cracked, as if they were broken.
Ning Shu crouched down, holding the knife, pressing down on his leg, preparing to cut it off.
Ma Yongjun trembled all over. “You psycho! You’re crazy! Let me go! Let me go!”
Ning Shu placed the blade on his ankle, scaring Ma Yongjun so much he didn’t dare to move.
As the blade was about to cut into his skin, Ma Yongjun was so terrified that tears and snot streamed down his face. “I was wrong, I was wrong!”
Ning Shu lifted the knife. A white mark was left on his foot, but the skin remained unbroken.
“How could you be wrong, dear husband? You never make mistakes.” Ning Shu smiled sweetly at Ma Yongjun.
To deal with this kind of person, you have to be even crazier than them.
The moment you show strength, they immediately shrink back.
Translator: Kaho