noffsinger Chapter 138 Domestic Abusive Man, Why Did He Hit Me? (7)
Chapter 138 Domestic Abusive Man, Why Did He Hit Me? (7)
Su Dingding was very sad throughout the funeral.
After seeing off everyone who had attended the funeral, Du Qian also began to urge her to leave.
"You're just going to let me go without paying me an appearance fee?" Su Dingding looked up at Du Qian. "If you're going to be this unreasonable, I'm going to buy accident insurance too, but I'll be the beneficiary."
Du Qian shuddered. "Ye Qing, what are you trying to do?"
"Why are we talking like family? Hehehe..." Su Dingding laughed as she walked up to Du Qian and took his hand.
But her laughter was so frightening that Du Qian dared not let her touch him, so he dodged away.
"You actually despise me?" Su Dingding's eyes turned sinister, and she slapped Du Qian.
"Ye Qing, don't think I'm really afraid of you!" Du Qian glared at Su Dingding, ready to strike.
He believes he is recovering quite well, so he has gained a little bit of confidence.
As a result, Su Dingding pinned him to the ground and gave him a thorough beating.
"Why did you hit me?" Su Dingding looked aggrieved, kicking him again and again, each kick becoming harder than the last.
"I didn't hit you!" Du Qian shouted as he rolled around on the ground.
"You dare yell at me!" Su Dingding stomped on Du Qian's stomach.
Du Qian felt as if his internal organs were about to shift, and the pain made his already ugly features even uglier.
Seeing that he had stopped moving again, Su Dingding stopped.
He dragged Du Qian back to his temporary residence, knowing that he was about to become a rich man, and the living conditions were quite good.
One million? Su Dingding wouldn't even consider it.
But in this small town, it's considered a considerable fortune.
When Du Qian woke up, he vaguely saw the woman sitting on the sofa and just wanted to escape as quickly as possible.
Unfortunately, Su Dingding noticed him as soon as he moved.
Where are you going?
"I'm not going anywhere." Du Qian didn't dare to breathe.
Su Dingding grabbed him by the collar and made him kneel before the portraits of Du Mancang and Xue E.
Seeing their photos made Du Qian feel guilty, and he didn't dare to lift his head.
"Keep an eye on them, or I'll kill you!" Su Dingding kicked Du Qian.
Du Qian had no choice but to look up, and whether it was his imagination or not, he saw the person in the photo giving him a strange smile.
Then Xue E's voice rang out, "Son, Mom is so cold..."
"Ah!" Du Qian was so frightened that he sat down on the ground with a thud, covering his head and refusing to open his eyes again.
"Son, how much are your father's and mother's lives worth?"
That's Du Mancang's voice.
Du Qian shook his head desperately; he had no choice in the matter!
“I didn’t want to either. It was my uncle’s idea. Don’t blame me. Those two lunatics are better off dead. I’ve spent a lot of money on insurance these past few years. It’s not unreasonable for me to ask for some return, is it?” Du Qian raised his voice at the end.
"But we died unjustly..."
"Son, it's so cold down here..."
"Why don't you come down and keep us company?"
Gangzi's imitation was incredibly lifelike, and his emotions were also very rich.
Su Dingding sat on the sofa watching it perform, and seemed to be enjoying the movements and expressions.
"No, no!"
Du Qian clutched his head and screamed.
"No, you motherfucker!" Su Dingding kicked him again.
Du Qian knelt on the ground, buried his head in his knees, and muttered incantations while holding his head in his hands.
"Namo Amitabha Buddha..."
Su Dingding understood what he was saying and couldn't help but laugh. At this point, even Guanyin Bodhisattva couldn't protect you.
Du Qian knelt all night and had nightmares all night.
In his dream, he was chased by his parents, who had turned into vengeful ghosts, who then swallowed him and spat him out.
And so, they tossed and turned all night.
When Du Qian woke up in the morning, he was in a daze.
For several days in a row, Du Qian began to hallucinate. The world seemed illusory, ethereal, and unreal to him.
As long as Su Dingding gets close to him, Du Qian will slap himself in the face without Su Dingding even having to do anything.
"I shouldn't have hit you, I'm such an idiot, I'll never do it again!"
Even when an older neighbor came to borrow something, she happened to see Du Qian kneeling there beating himself.
Even with his face swollen from being slapped, he didn't stop.
"Ye Qing, what's wrong with him?" the neighbor asked cautiously.
“After my parents-in-law passed away, he was also traumatized, and that’s how he became like this,” Su Dingding sighed.
The neighbor lady didn't say much, but after leaving home, she went straight to the community pavilion without even going back.
After some time, Du Qian finally received the one million yuan compensation from the insurance company.
Unfortunately, he didn't even get to see what a million looked like before it ended up in Su Dingding's pocket.
He followed behind Su Dingding with a blank stare, occasionally slapping himself in the face.
"I was wrong, I shouldn't have hit you..."
His actions frightened many people, but whenever this happened, Su Dingding would raise the rope in his hand and say, "It's okay, I'm holding his hand!"
Everyone praised Su Dingding as a good wife; even though Du Qian had beaten her so badly, she still stayed by his side.
But back home, in places where no one could see him, Du Qian continued to endure physical and mental torment.
Because he had nightmares every night, Du Qian became extremely thin. His severe dark circles and frightening scars on his face made him look like a vengeful ghost.
Moreover, he often does some inexplicable things, which makes people even less willing to approach him.
Interestingly, when Su Dingding went out to buy groceries and returned, she found that Du Qian had a light bulb stuffed in his mouth and his big toe stuck in the gold bracelet on his wrist again.
"Hahaha……"
Su Dingding and Gangzi both burst into laughter.
I never expected that someone would be so skeptical and forget the suffering they endured before.
"Waaaaah..."
Du Qian lay on the ground groaning and struggling desperately.
"This child is teachable; he has learned to entertain his master."
Su Dingding sat on the sofa and admired the scene until the afternoon, when she leisurely took Du Qian to the hospital.
Now, Du Qian is even more famous.
He's been to the hospital twice for the same foolish act, which shows he's really mentally ill.
The doctor quickly removed the light bulb from his mouth and then removed his big toe from the gold bracelet.
"The patient's family should take him to see a psychiatrist," the doctor suggested.
Upon hearing the doctor's advice, Du Qian began to make a huge fuss.
Before Su Dingding could react, he ran away.
She seemed anxious, but she actually knew what was going on.
They've had their fun, and it's time to say goodbye to some of those reckless individuals.
However, Su Dingding gave Du Qian a task: regardless of whether he could complete it or not, he would log off as scheduled.
Late at night, Su Dingding, who was still searching for Du Qian, received a phone call.
Du Qian killed his uncle, stabbing him several times until he died on the spot.
He didn't run away; after killing the man, he knelt on the ground and kept slapping himself in the face.
After evaluation, Du Qian was found to be in good mental condition and had no problems. However, he inadvertently confessed to another crime!