Chen Beiguo was furious.
He couldn't bring himself to hit a woman, so he turned on Chen Shulan's husband instead.
Lin Jiandong: ...
'This damn woman really knows how to cause trouble for me.'
'Can't she see she's pissed everyone off? And she's still here, running her mouth.'
He was weak in front of Leng Yuan.
But when it came to his own wife, he wasn't the least bit soft.
Before Chen Beiguo could make a move, he slapped Chen Shulan across the face and snarled.
"Shut your mouth."
Chen Shulan's eyes widened in disbelief.
"You dare hit me!"
Lin Jiandong's family was dirt-poor. His father had died young, so his mother had to raise the children all by herself. They were lucky if they had enough to eat, let alone find him a wife.
She had married him because she thought he was a simple, honest man, and she hadn't even asked for a bride price.
She had chosen him specifically because he didn't hit women.
But today, Lin Jiandong had actually hit her.
