He said it like that, but in reality, Li Xin had long been used to it in her heart.
Her mother's character was weak, she had been firmly controlled by her father since she was young, and kneeling to wash his feet at night was a common occurrence.
Mrs. Li's face was full of tears, so wronged.
Ever since the Li Family fell into decline, Li Peng would either beat or scold her, and before, when Li Peng was riding high, he casually kept mistresses outside and hardly ever came home, staying out all night.
She could at least enjoy a bit of peace and quiet, but now living with him, she sees him every day, whether she raises or lowers her head.
Especially now that Li Peng limps, walking unsteadily, and his mood is unpredictable.
She had directly become Li Peng's punching bag.
Another round of Li Peng's scolding echoed through.
"What are you standing there for? Go make breakfast! Do you want to starve me and Xin'er to death?"
Mrs. Li wiped her tears and replied, "Okay."
