Novel Full Chapter 3332: Your Wonderful Mother Hit Me
Chapter 3332: Your Wonderful Mother Hit Me
“What’s happened to me? Your wonderful mother hit me of course! And she’s teaching my kids to be unfilial. Look at Ma Lanlan—what kind of attitude is that?” Ma Yongjun had always been used to being domineering at home. There was no way he would back down.
Not even when he was at a disadvantage.
“Waah! Mommy…” Ma Shuangshuang was so scared she started crying.
Ning Shu hugged Ma Shuangshuang. “Don’t get mad at the kids, okay?”
“Go play with your sister. Don’t cry, or you’ll look like a little panda.” Ning Shu crouched down and spoke softly to Ma Shuangshuang.
Ma Shuangshuang rubbed her eyes and ran off to find her sister.
Ning Shu closed the bedroom door and walked toward Ma Yongjun.
His face turned pale, and he shifted uncomfortably. “What are you trying to do?”
Ning Shu pulled a towel from the drawer and stuffed it into Ma Yongjun’s mouth.
Ma Yongjun let out muffled cries.
Ning Shu grabbed his arm and with a crack, bent it backward. Ma Yongjun groaned, his face twisted in pain, his complexion ashen.
This was fun—she could do this for a whole year.
“Remember this: don’t yell at the kids. Don’t lay a hand on them. If you hit them, I’ll hit you.”
Ning Shu pulled up a thin blanket to cover Ma Yongjun and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with a tissue. “Why are you sweating so much? Are you thirsty?”
Ma Yongjun nodded.
Ning Shu removed the towel from his mouth.
She called Ma Lanlan over. “Go pour your dad a glass of water.”
Ma Lanlan stood still, unwilling to do it.
Ning Shu said, “He’s your dad. That’s a fact you can’t change. It’s just a glass of water—it’s not hard.”
“He hits me. He likes Shuangshuang more, so let Shuangshuang get it for him.”
Even with Ma Yongjun bedridden, Ma Lanlan remained indifferent toward him.
Ning Shu simply smiled. “You’re angry because the person you dislike is kind to your sister, so you’re taking it out on her?”
“You want your dad to treat you the same way he treats Shuangshuang?”
Ma Lanlan retorted, “That’s not true.”
“If it’s not, then you should be able to calmly fulfill your responsibilities. It’s just a simple task—do what needs to be done so no one can criticize you.”
There will always be people who use the so-called debt of birth to manipulate others. But honestly, did Ma Yongjun fulfill his responsibilities as a father? No, he didn’t.
But to outsiders, Ma Lanlan, as his daughter, would only be seen as unfilial.
These little acts of defiance were meaningless; they only made her look bad.
Do what needs to be done—but as for emotional attachment? Sorry, that’s not something she could give.
Psychological abuse was the real torture.
Ma Lanlan kept a stern face and poured a cup of water for Ma Yongjun.
“Smile more,” Ning Shu said, tracing an arc with her finger.
Ma Lanlan: …
She carried the cup into the room and held it up to Ma Yongjun.
Ma Yongjun looked at his eldest daughter and asked, “Has your mother been involved with another man?”
Ma Lanlan really wanted to splash the water in his face. And to think Mom was so foolish, treating this person like a treasure.
With a stiff expression, she said, “I don’t know. I’m at school all day.”
Just looking at this face made her sick. Why did her father have to be this kind of person?
Disgusting. Hateful.
Translator: Kaho