"My older brother forbids her from speaking to other men, and when she goes out, she even has to bind her chest tightly to prevent her from seducing anyone."
"Because of this, he's already beaten up a lot of people."
"Today my sister-in-law told me that my brother hasn't been able to perform for over a decade, and after that, he became even worse."
"The domestic violence has been getting worse recently."
As Zhao Shumin spoke, she also felt furious but utterly powerless.
"Hmm, Aunt, let's just get some sleep. I can see you're really tired."
Because of his own childhood trauma, Li Zhiyan could sense the exhaustion in Aunt Zhao's eyes, so he didn't want to push her further.
"Hmm..."
After softly humming in agreement, Zhao Shumin held Li Zhiyan tightly and slowly drifted off to sleep.
With his hand resting on Aunt Zhao's smooth, beautiful legs, Li Zhiyan quietly waited for the early hours of the morning to come.
