Zhou Feifei was really infuriated, her pretty face flushed with the humiliation and anger, and her delicate body trembling. She could never have anticipated that her husband would hurl such humiliating insults over such a trivial matter, repeatedly calling her a "slut" and the phrase "getting fucked" was especially piercing to her nerves.
"What's wrong with me cursing you? Seeing you acting all horny like a slut, I just couldn't take it and felt like cursing!" Zhao Bing pointed at Zhou Feifei and cursed loudly, "You're nothing but a whore! Just by looking at you, I can tell you're asking for it! Why don't you just go sell yourself? Those outside sell cleaner!"
Zhou Feifei looked at Zhao Bing in disbelief, hearing him curse harsher and harsher, she couldn't bear it anymore, stumbling and almost falling to the ground. Fortunately, Zhao Chi was quick to react, grabbing hold of Zhou Feifei.
