kvmb Chapter 197 You hurt me, and then just laughed it off.
Chapter 197 You hurt me, and then just laughed it off.
“They should have given me that money. I could have kept it for them and helped them spend it. If they had just been willing to let me keep that money before, I wouldn’t have treated their daughter like this.”
"It's all their fault, everything is their fault, they caused all of this today!"
Lu Yining narrowed her eyes, a cold glint flashing in them. She turned around and quickly raised her hand.
"Snapped--"
“This slap was on behalf of my mother.” Lu Yining’s eyes were sharp and cold: “I hate the way you cursed just now. It was very disrespectful to my mother.”
"Snapped--"
"This slap is on behalf of your wife."
"If she didn't love you, would she be with you? Also, you've been married to her for so long, have you ever spent a single penny on her? The answer is no. On the contrary, she spends money on you every day."
“This house was bought by her parents, and the car you are driving now was also bought with their money. She pays for your food every day. She also pays for the clothes you are wearing.”
"Haven't she spent enough on you over the years?"
"She's a rich heiress who married you, cooking and doing laundry for you. She could have chosen a better life, but she gave it all up because of you. I really feel sorry for her."
Ji Mingfan's eyes blazed with fury. He spat at Lu Yining, his saliva spraying out like water from a tap.
"What did she give up for me? She seems perfectly happy every day!"
Ji Shiyan released his grip, pushed him to the ground, and punched him repeatedly in the ear. He only stopped after five or six punches.
Damn it, that disgusting guy dared to spit on Ningning!
He wondered if this kind of person's saliva contained germs. He had to remind Ningning to go to the toilet and wash her face to get rid of the germs.
He looked up, about to remind Lu Yining, when he saw Lu Yunjie walk forward, take out a pack of wet wipes from his pocket, and then quickly open the pack, take out a wipe, and wipe Lu Yining's face.
"Quickly wipe it, quickly wipe it! This kind of person's saliva is filthy. Who knows if it contains viruses? Wipe your saliva clean so you don't get infected later."
Lu Yining also felt disgusted. She pursed her lips, finding it hard to accept. Disgusting! They actually started a verbal battle!
Lu Yunjie took a wet wipe and wiped her face for her. Then she turned around and rushed straight to the toilet.
The wet wipes didn't look very wet, and she felt they weren't cleaning her face properly. She needed to wash her face with clean water to get rid of the nausea she felt.
┍Ew~ Tsk tsk tsk, he actually spat at you, ugh~ disgusting, ugh~ my host is unclean, ugh~ tsk tsk tsk tsk...┒
The gossip system's words were full of schadenfreude, making Lu Yining grit her teeth and her anger rise even higher. If the gossip system were a physical entity, Lu Yining might have already grabbed a weapon and started beating it up.
Lu Yining: It's all your fault. You're useless. You didn't even know he was about to spit.
If she had known he would pull this stunt, she would have dodged quickly instead of standing there dumbfounded and getting yelled at!
Well, you can't blame me for that. It just happened so suddenly. I didn't even receive any message saying he was going to spit on you.
The gossip-eating system says it's completely innocent too...
Lu Yining pursed her lips: Useless, trash...
The gossip-eating system: ┍Waaaaah... You actually called me trash, waaaaah... You hurt me and then just laughed it off...┒
Lu Yining: "..."
This system is useless; it's good for nothing but singing...
The gossip-eating system: "..."
It endures!
I really wanted to give her the middle finger, but alas, it has no physical form!
After washing all the saliva off her face, Lu Yining stood back in front of Ji Mingfan, who had clearly been beaten up; his face was covered in bruises.
It seems that someone beat him up again while she was washing her face.
She said that she kept hearing something howling outside, and it turned out to be him...
Lu Yining wiped her face with a tissue while looking down at Ji Mingfan.
"You're trash. You can't win an argument, so you spit on others. You have no manners, no culture, and no upbringing. To be honest, you can learn to be uncultured, and you can get plastic surgery to be ugly, but a wicked heart is truly beyond redemption."
"I don't understand why trash like you is still alive. You're wasting air and land. People like you should just jump into the river and kill yourself, instead of wasting national resources."
These words infuriated Ji Mingfan.
He raised his head, staring intently at Lu Yining. If his hands and feet weren't bound by the curtains and someone wasn't holding him down, he might have already rushed forward and torn this damned woman to pieces to vent his anger.
Of course, all of this was just his personal fantasy. In reality, if he could really move and rush up to Lu Yining, then it was uncertain who would fight whom.
After this outburst, Lu Yining felt like her entire breast cancer diagnosis had been cleared up, and the pent-up frustration in her heart had dissipated considerably.
She then steered the conversation back to the couple.
"By the way, you actually asked me what she gave up for you?"
"You really don't know, are you just pretending to be confused? Their family is rich, they didn't have to do these things. In the beginning, they hired a housekeeper to do the laundry and cooking at home."
"But you said that hiring a nanny is a waste of money, and that it would be better to use that money to eat and drink well, and you are not used to having a stranger walking around the house every day."
“You said that you felt uncomfortable every time you saw the nanny, so she fired her. It was just because she wanted you to feel better, just because she wanted you to feel more comfortable at home.”
“But even if you fire the nanny, someone still needs to cook and do housework. You can gently tell her at the beginning that you will take care of all the housework and she doesn’t need to do anything; she can just stay home and enjoy herself.”
"But what happened next? What happened next?"
“You only worked for two days before you couldn’t take it anymore. You started complaining that you were in pain here and there, and you kept saying that you were uncomfortable. You even said that it must be because you did too much housework.”
"She felt sorry for you, so from then on she learned to do housework. From that time on, she, a pampered young lady who had never lifted a finger, learned to cook, wash clothes, sweep and mop the floor, and do all kinds of housework for you."