"Xie Zhiyao, do you know what I hate the most?" Xue Shaoguang's voice seemed to come from deep within his throat, hoarse and desperate.
Xie Zhiyao was scared, timidly shaking her head while tears streamed down her face.
"Hitting people…" Xue Shaoguang's hoarse voice drew close to Xie Zhiyao's ear, whispering: "Hitting women!"
Xie Zhiyao shivered and backed away, afraid that Xue Shaoguang might hit her again.
"I grew up watching my dad hit my mom, beating her to death! Back then, I swore I would never, in my life, be like him, laying hands on a defenseless woman!" Xue Shaoguang spoke and then suddenly his voice grew louder: "This slap, I did it for the child! I broke my vow for the child, and I do not regret it! But remember, Xie Zhiyao, I will avenge this grudge!"
