NovelEnglishQuick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks
Chapter 1002: Would it Kill to Dial 110?Chapter 1002: Would it Kill to Dial 110?
Men’s love depended on the stomach, and women’s love depended on the vagina. Xia Xiaoman fell in love with this man who she was always embracing on the bed. She fell in love with this man who forced her, who almost seemed to be raping her, who never treated her well.
Xu Wenlang had died because of Xia Xiaoman, so his parents no longer had anyone to take care of them. The Xu family fully had a falling out with the Xia family and they moved away.
Meanwhile, Xia Xiaoman got married with Chu Xiaoran. Xu Wenlang’s death simply served as a catalyst for their feelings for each other.
Xu Wenlang was just a cannon fodder supporting male lead.
Xu Wenlang’s years of consideration and love couldn’t compare to Chu Xiaoran who treated Xia Xiaoman badly in every way possible.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtPlease don’t say that this is love. Xia Xiaoman had obviously gotten Stockholm syndrome. From the start, Chu Xiaoran was always mean to Xia Xiaoman and didn’t treat her well, but he would occasionally be a little gentler towards her.
If a person always treated you well, but suddenly became very nasty towards you, you wouldn’t be able to stand it and would get angry and feel resentment. If a person didn’t treat you well, threatened you, and forced you to do things that you weren’t willing to do, if a day came that this person started treating you a little better, your impression of them would immediately change.
Ohoho, what a deep sado-masochistic love. Xia Xiaoman had seriously endured all sorts of grievances for the sake of her reputation. She couldn’t allow her parents to lose face, and there was her childhood sweetheart’s future to consider, and blah blah blah.
Towards this, the only thing Ning Shu could say was that Xia Xiaoman was trash.
She fully could’ve used some other means to protect herself. After all, Xu Wenlang was even a lawyer.
The way she acted only gave Chu Xiaoran more chances to continue to hurt her.
Would it kill her to just dial 110? Oh, it seemed like the big chairman was all powerful.
This was simply a required part of the storyline. It insisted that Chu Xiaoran and Xia Xiaoman got involved with each other this way.
Chu Xiaoran was a nutjob too to insist on using this method. Even if he wanted to steal a girl, there was still no need to use this method.
Just because he was enacting a chairman’s forceful snatching, he thought it made him seem powerful and lofty?
Chu Xiaoran’s status gave him a lot of added points. Meanwhile, Xia Xiaoman only needed to enjoy the benefits that this man brought.
Xu Wenlang’s family could only count as well-off. If they wanted to have a better future, it would depend on Xu Wenlang’s own hard work. There was no way to compare with Chu Xiaoran who had grown up with a golden spoon in his mouth.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThere was no way to compare their halos.
Xu Wenlang had died once. He still had to take care of his parents, so he felt that now, Xia Xiaoman could just live however she wanted. Whatever relationship she wanted with Chu Xiaoran, that was her problem.
Ning Shu rubbed her aching forehead. Her body felt very exhausted. She really had to go rest.
She grabbed her coat, then called a cab to head home to rest. The Xu family lived in a small neighborhood. Their house faced Xia Xiaoman’s family’s house, so the two families had been friends for over twenty years and now they were planning to become in-laws.
When she got home, Mother Xu was in the middle of watering the plants on the balcony. When she saw how tired Ning Shu looked, she said, “Go take a shower and sleep.”
Ning Shu first slept. She couldn’t be bothered to prioritize anything over a nap.
She was deep asleep when she was woken up by her phone. She opened her eyes. F*ck, this headache was killing her.
She glanced at the screen and saw that it was Xia Xiaoman, so she answered the call. Xia Xiaoman didn’t even say anything before starting to cry. The weeping of a woman came from the phone. The soft suppressed sound made Ning Shu’s still drowsy head feel like it was about to explode.
My god, the hell?
#comment: I do my best with the translation~~ But sometimes, the author’s writing is just kind of really incoherent since the narration is basically just Ning Shu spitting scornful comments.
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