CHAPTER 943: CHAPTER 944: WE’RE GETTING DIVORCED

Day by day passed, Qi Fenglian gradually calmed down from her initial self-pity, took her medication on time, actively cooperated with the therapy, and even took the initiative to go out. She even found Qi Taiguo and asked him to release Zhang Jisheng, who was held in detention.

"Sister, do you know what might happen if we let him go?" Qi Taiguo looked at her and asked, "He could repeat his old tricks, and he may not have reflected on his behavior yet."

"I know, Taiguo, the lesson you gave him is enough. Let him out. We need to resolve our issues; don’t drag it out any longer." Qi Fenglian’s face was very calm.

Qi Taiguo looked at her for a long while and asked, "Sister, have you decided?"

Qi Fenglian nodded.

Seeing this, Qi Taiguo agreed, releasing Zhang Jisheng was merely a matter of a phone call.

So, Zhang Jisheng soon came out of that detention place he regarded as hell. He had stayed there for over ten days, unable to sleep well or eat well, in constant pain, completely defeated by fear and panic.

At present, Zhang Jisheng’s eyes were full of panic, avoiding everyone, fearful they might harm him. The days of being beaten and deprived of sunlight in the detention center had truly terrified him.

Returning to the rented room he shared with Qi Fenglian, seeing Qi Fenglian and Qi Taiguo waiting there, Zhang Jisheng’s pupils shrank, and his whole body trembled.

As soon as Qi Fenglian saw him, her eyes flared with anger, and she lunged at him, hitting, scratching, and cursing him.

Qi Taiguo knew his sister needed to vent and did not intervene, while Zhang Jisheng dared not fight back, afraid of the watchful Qi Taiguo.

Zhang Jisheng’s lifelong nightmare was of Qi Taiguo choking his neck, trying to kill him.

That scene was deeply etched in his mind, so much so that later on, he would shiver and tremble at the mere mention of Qi Taiguo’s name.

Because this was the person who wanted to kill him, even though Qi Taiguo didn’t, it was enough to terrify him.

"What have I done to you? I worked tirelessly without complaints; how have I wronged you, Zhang Jisheng? You bastard, scum, son of a bitch..." Qi Fenglian clawed and scratched at him, "It’s bad enough you messed around outside, but how could you bring back such a dirty disease to harm me? Why don’t you just die, why won’t you die!"

Zhang Jisheng’s head buzzed, dirty disease? Does she mean...

His already pale face turned even whiter as he fell to his knees with a thud, saying, "Fenglian, I was out of my mind, it’s my fault. I’m wrong; I won’t dare again!"

He slapped his face over and over, taking slaps back-to-back, and Qi Fenglian stepped back.

"I’m sorry, it’s my fault. I won’t dare again in the future. Please forgive me this once, and I will always listen to you after this. Please forgive me this once!" Zhang Jisheng pleaded repeatedly, "If you want me to go back, then I’ll go back. Fenglian, I will listen to you, listen to everything you say."

Qi Fenglian looked at the unkempt, thin, filthy man in front of her. His eyes were evasive, and his expression was fearful, clearly showing that this incident had terrified him into submission.

Indeed, he was cowardly and timid, and naturally, after such an event, he would be even more scared.

Qi Fenglian suddenly felt disheartened. What was she holding onto? What meaning was there to her persistence?

Cheng Su’s words resurfaced in her mind, you still have a choice.

Qi Fenglian closed her eyes, turned her back, and said: "Zhang Jisheng, let’s get a divorce!"