Su Guohua heard that she wanted to turn on the gas. Dragging his half-disabled leg, he chased after Zhang Juan.
As Zhang Juan was about to open the gas valve, Su Guohua grabbed her hair, "Mutual destruction? Damned woman, if anyone is going to die first, it should be you."
With that, Su Guohua yanked Zhang Juan's hair and smashed her head onto the gas cylinder.
Su Jingyu was terrified. She followed them into the kitchen and saw blood all over her mother's forehead.
"Dad, you have to stop. If you keep hitting her, Mom will die."
Su Guohua's eyes were bloodshot. Everything he had gained was now reduced to ashes.
The Zhuo family issued a ban. In Ning City, he would no longer have the chance for a comeback.
This life, was indeed as Zhuo Junyue had said, it was worse than death.
Zhang Juan felt as if her scalp was about to be torn off by Su Guohua. She reached for a soy sauce bottle and smashed it towards him.
