Chapter 1177

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Protagonist:

Li Xiulan

Liang Xinghua suddenly roared like that, and even Lan Menglian was stunned.

Isn't that tantamount to admitting it?

"Liang Xinghua, how can you be so heartless? I only asked you two sentences, did you have to react this strongly!"

Lan Menglian was huffing with anger.

Actually, she knew in her heart that some things are best left unasked, but now that Wang Erhai and Wang Changgen had laid the matter out on the table like this, she just couldn't help but ask a couple more questions.

"I'm just reacting this strongly. Whether you love me or not, if you don't, then leave the daughter behind, and then get lost!"

Liang Xinghua was furious to death.

He originally didn't want to bring up these matters, but Lan Menglian insisted on picking at his scars, and in front of outsiders at that!

Lan Menglian's eyes were bloodshot:

"So, if you hadn't fallen from your leadership position, you wouldn't have come back to find me again, is that right?"

Liang Xinghua grew even more enraged:

"You damn well know the answer to that! Why don't you look in the mirror — which man earning over ten thousand a month would go for damaged goods like you!"

Lan Menglian's self-esteem was ground into the floor and rubbed hard:

"Fine, fine, fine. Don't want to continue? Then let's not. As if I was dying to suffer alongside you!"

Watching the couple argue more and more fiercely, their daughter Liang Ailan came running over crying and shouting:

"Daddy, Mommy, don't be angry, don't fight, don't separate, Lanlan is scared..."

Seeing the situation, Wang Changgen hurried over to smooth things over:

"Alright, alright, stop fighting. If you must fight, wait until after we leave and do it behind closed doors! Erhai and I came over just to clarify one thing! Xinghua, our Wang Family, from beginning to end, never harmed you! Now the truth is out, we won't disturb you any longer! Erhai, let's go!"

Wang Changgen left with Wang Erhai.

Liang Xinghua hurriedly shouted:

"Brother Changgen, you're not coming to my house to transcend my mother anymore?"

Wang Changgen didn't even turn his head:

"No need. We won't come looking for you again, but you also don't come looking for us. Let's leave it at that! Square!"

Although he acted fairly polite, in reality his heart had turned cold.

So the moment they stepped out the gate, he said to Wang Erhai:

"From now on, let's not associate with Liang Xinghua! This kid has not a shred of gratitude! We really helped him in vain before!"

Wang Erhai smiled bitterly and asked:

"Dad, then the money he borrowed from us, should we..."

Wang Changgen cut him off:

"No! Pressuring him is useless; he'd have to actually have money to pay!"

Hearing this, Wang Erhai also felt his father's words made some sense.

Liang Xinghua right now is a clay bodhisattva crossing the river — he can barely save himself; getting him to repay money would probably be harder than making him cut the flesh off his own body!

If we press him too hard, he might just do something stupid!

So, the money lent out before is probably gone for good.

We can only swallow the loss!

After Wang Changgen and Wang Erhai left, Liang Xinghua sat on a plastic chair in the raw house, heart full of depression. Wang Changgen had made it clear he wanted no more contact, and he couldn't help feeling a hollow emptiness inside.

Thinking back carefully, the Wang Family people really hadn't treated him badly. It was just that his career went too poorly, leading to a moment of confusion, that he did such an absurd thing.

The more he thought, the more depressed he got; the more depressed, the angrier he got.

The angrier he got, the more Lan Menglian became an eyesore to him.

So he lifted his head, and with a ferocious look, undisguised disdain all over his face, said to Lan Menglian:

"It's all your fault, you stinking woman!"

Lan Menglian, inexplicably scolded like that, also got angry:

"How is it my fault? Don't pin everything on me. If you're no good, you're no good!"

Seeing Lan Menglian actually dare to talk back, Liang Xinghua got even more enraged:

"If not you, then who? If you hadn't been fanning the flames in my ear back then, would I have ruined my relationship with Wang Erhai? They even said they'd help me transfer that shop in town!"

Lan Menglian huffed angrily:

"That's because you told half the story and hid the other half! If I'd known back then that you were toppled because you embezzled public funds for another woman, would I have suspected Wang Erhai like that? You knew the whole story yourself yet still treated Wang Erhai that way — your own brain flooded, and you have the nerve to blame me?"

Liang Xinghua, stung by Lan Menglian's retort, grew even angrier:

"You're courting death, daring to talk back like that. Watch me teach you a proper lesson today!"

Liang Xinghua sprang up with a "shua," grabbed that plastic chair, and smashed it viciously at Lan Menglian's face!

"Ah!"

Lan Menglian let out a miserable scream as she was hit.

Fortunately it was only a plastic chair, so she only suffered some superficial skin injuries.

If it had been a solid wood chair, she might be lying on the ground unable to get up right now.

"Liang Xinghua, I see you're really sick in the head!"

Lan Menglian was furious and frantic.

She hadn't expected Liang Xinghua to actually treat her like this.

"That's right, I'm sick! And you, you stinking woman, deserve a beating!"

Liang Xinghua walked over in a rage, viciously grabbed Lan Menglian by the hair, and slapped her several times across the face.

Lan Menglian, held by the hair, tried to resist, but couldn't resist at all, only able to let out miserable "wah-wah" screams.

"Daddy, don't hit Mommy, don't hit Mommy... wuwuwuwu..."

Liang Ailan grabbed Liang Xinghua's trouser leg, crying and pleading for her mother.

But it was to no avail.

Liang Xinghua had suppressed too many negative emotions during this period.

The reason he got back together with Lan Menglian wasn't because he still loved her at all, but simply because he had no choice and just made do.

So the aversion and disdain in his heart toward Lan Menglian, during this time since their reconciliation, not only hadn't dissipated in the slightest, but had actually kept piling up.

It piled up until now, finally ready to explode.

And Wang Zhanggen and Wang Erhai coming to question him became the last straw that broke the camel's back!

Liang Xinghua scooped up his daughter Liang Ailan, turned and threw her into the bedroom, locked the room, then came back again to viciously beat Lan Menglian!

This was a real beating, punching and kicking, every blow landing on flesh!

Even beating an enemy wouldn't go this far!

Lan Menglian, a woman, what room to resist could she have?

She could only scream "ah-ah" miserably!

"Today, in front of my mother's soul, I'll beat to death you, this stinking woman!"

Liang Xinghua became increasingly deranged, and he also said:

"Back then, my mother traveled all the way to Shenzhen to take care of you during your postpartum confinement, you dog thing not only didn't know gratitude, but picked fault with this and that; if it weren't for you driving my mother back to the rural area to live alone, how could she have hanged herself in suicide! This is all the fault of you, this stinking bitch!"

Liang Xinghua completely lost control.

Actually, when his mother passed away, he already blamed Lan Menglian a little in his heart, but for the sake of his daughter, he had kept enduring it.

Now his emotions collapsed, and the more he beat Lan Menglian, the harder he hit.

This was truly treating Lan Menglian as the enemy who killed his mother.

Lan Menglian was beaten until she fell into a coma.

No more sound.

Only then did Liang Xinghua stop.

By his ear, there was only his own rapid breathing, and from the bedroom came his daughter's crying shouts:

"Daddy, stop hitting, stop hitting, stop hitting Mommy..."

Liang Xinghua, eyes red, looked at Lan Menglian lying motionless on the ground, looked at the glaring fresh blood slowly seeping out on the floor, only then did he slightly regain some rationality.

And after regaining rationality, that was fear.

He thought, could it be that he'd beaten Lan Menglian to death?

"Hey, hey, wake up, stop faking, I didn't even use much force..."