Finally, after A'niu was beaten until he was covered in blood, Qu Tingting stopped.
Ever since A'niu regained his consciousness, all those past events naturally came flooding back to him, and his hatred for Qu Tingting seeped deep into his bones.
Qu Tingting paraded around all day with an air of superiority, calling every villager a "bumpkin" or a "country bumpkin." Wang Dahua had long been fed up with her. She was acting on A'niu's plan, and that's what led to the scene of Qu Tingting arriving here.
"Uncle, look who has come?" Wang Dahua said with a flattering smile as she looked at Qu Tingting.
Upon seeing Qu Tingting, Li Dahai hurriedly tried to get up but was firmly held down by Wang Dahua as her thick white legs tightly clamped his old waist.
"You little bitch, let go of me," Li Dahai, having just finished, had no strength in him and struggled desperately.
But to the onlookers, Li Dahai's feeble and powerless movements seemed more like caressing Wang Dahua.