Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife
Chapter 470 - 0470: Relentless 4_1

Chapter 470: Chapter 0470: Relentless 4_1

Before the words fell, Feng Qingxue slapped her across the face.

With a crisp, resonating sound, the imprint of the slap was evident.

Wang Cuilan, Chen Xueniang, Lu Tianjun were taken aback, momentarily stunned. Only Little Fatty clapped his hands, his face turning red with excitement, his little fat body trembling, trying his best to crawl out of his seat, babbling his support for his mom to hit the bad guy.

Lu Tianjun hurried to hold back the excited Little Fatty.

Feng Qingxue glaring coldly at Zhao Mingfang, "Dare to curse at me again, see if I won’t break your filthy mouth! Although a true gentleman speaks, not acts, when dealing with shameless people, even a gentleman cannot suppress his anger. Not to mention, she has never considered herself a gentleman. She’s the kind of woman difficult to manage, according to the saying. If anyone dares to insult her, she dares to fight back.

She’s a good person, why should she endure others’ obscenities?

When dealing with people like Zhao Mingfang, just one word, slap. Slap hard in the face, so she shuts up, so she becomes afraid. Physical force is more useful than any language, force overcomes everything.

Zhao Mingfang’s head was swiveled to the side. She covered her face and slowly turned back, her eyes welling up with tears. She looked at Feng Qingxue in shock, her lips trembled, "You dare to hit me? My parents never hit me. You dare to hit me?"

Feng Qingxue scoffed, "Say one more swearword, you’ll see if I dare to or not. I dare to hit you so hard that even your parents won’t recognize you!"

Her face was cold and her presence was imposing.

A hint of fear flashed in Zhao Mingfang’s eyes, she gave a wail and ran off crying.

With her departure, the whole world fell silent.

Cuilan caught the glimpse of curious onlookers peering out from their homes. They smiled and quickly withdrew their heads.

The commotion just now had piqued everyone’s curiosity. What a show that was! It would be the talk of the town, Zhang Yi, and his girlfriend Yulan strolling around, and their previous acquaintance, Zhao Mingfang coming to make trouble. What an intrusion!

Chen Xueniang expressed her concerns worriedly, "Qingxue, Zhao Mingfang is just like her mother, aren’t you afraid they might retaliate?"

"Sister Chen, you know her?" Feng Qingxue asked back.

"Of course, I know her. Wang Fengmei and I used to work at the same factory. Once we were out of the city and on a deserted road, Chen Xueniang lowered her voice and continued, "Her father, Zhao Yide, was my ’patron’ back in the day. His previous wife was practically tormented to death by him, so now, whenever Wang Fengmei sees me; she acts like she wants to eat me alive."

When it came to the past, Chen Xueniang was not shy to reveal it to her trustworthy friends.

It was quite amusing. Everyone kept calling her a vixen, but they didn’t realize that the root of the problem was men, not her. Without men, how could red-light districts come into existence? Which girl, given a choice, wouldn’t prefer to be a housewife than to sell herself?

Wang Cuilan said seriously, "It’s already in the past, don’t think about it anymore. The oppression of women in the feudal society is a thing of the past. You are still young; you have decades of good life ahead!"

Chen Xueniang nodded slightly with a smile, "Yes, life is long, and I’m determined to live well. I’m grateful that despite not being born into a loving family, having abnormal childhood, suffering from Madame’s mistreatment, forced to sell my body in the chaos of war and nightlife during my youth, I’m relieved that our leaders liberated and saved us, preventing me from meeting the tragic fate like many of my previous colleagues."

...I like to solve conflicts with violence, hitting someone in the face is the most satisfying. So, I don’t understand why some endure when insulted. Why not just fight back? I seek your votes, both monthly and recommendation, grinning!