Ma Changshun was now filled with anger. He had initially asked his wife to call their daughter back at noon, but she didn't move. As a grown man, he felt embarrassed to go to a woman's house himself.
Upon finding out she was drinking with a man, he was so furious that he wanted to beat her to death.
Zheng Lanying's place didn't have a yard, so as soon as he approached, he could hear the commotion inside.
Of course, he knew what this was. He rushed in directly with a stick in hand.
The two people on the bed were at a critical moment, and they were quite in sync, so it had taken some time.
As Ma Changshun stormed in, he witnessed an unbearable scene. His own daughter was on top?
The stick fell on Ma Dongmei like raindrops.
Both of them were terrified. By this time, Ma Dongmei had sobered up completely.
In a hurry, she burrowed into the quilt, causing the stick to land on Xiang Zhiqiang.
