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Madam Ruan was beaten until she was crying for her parents, her hair disheveled, her face swollen and red, her body covered with bruises of blue and purple, a terribly pitiful sight.
"Dad, Dad, please don't beat mom." Mo Xiuzhi cried as she rushed out, standing in front of Madam Ruan to prevent him from hitting her.
"This shameless harlot doesn't deserve to be your mother, girl. Move aside and let me put an end to her life. It will save our family from disgrace," Mo Daoyan's chest heaved as he spoke, seething with anger, unable to believe that he, of all people, would be wearing a cuckold's horns.
"Mom said she didn't do it, and you believe others just because they say a few words." Mo Xiuzhi refused to move aside and continued crying, "Dad, look at what you've done to mom. If you continue to beat her, she might die. When brother returns from the Academy, how will you explain this to him?"