Liu Qian sighed, "When others just get married, they are incredibly happy, longing for a beautiful future, and enjoying the present, but ever since I came here, it feels like each day is a year long.
Liu Da Jun, that asshole, is already a beast when he isn't drinking, but when he drinks, he's worse than pigs and dogs. If things don't go his way, he will throw things and beat people."
Wang Xiaolong hurriedly asked, "Has he hit you?"
Liu Qian shook her head, "He hasn't hit me yet, but his tendency for domestic violence is severe. Two days ago, because I didn't serve him wine during dinner, he flipped the table and smashed the dishes. Last night, because I didn't wash his feet, he immediately threw a basin of hot water on my head.
This morning, he wanted to take advantage of me, and I kept resisting. But he simply grabbed my hair, and if it weren't for a call from someone named Liang, he most definitely would have hit me."
As she spoke, tears welled up in Liu Qian's delicate eyes.
