He had never felt such disgust toward Ning Lu before.
In the past, he still remembered how breathtakingly beautiful she was when she wasn’t overweight.
He also remembered how, over these past few years, she had always been gentle and diligent—staying by his side, taking care of everything in the Lin household.
All of that was something Ning Lu had willingly given. She spent money and effort, but in Lin Anguo’s mind, it was all something she had given him because he was capable enough to make her do it!
So why should she take it back now?
Lin Anguo stared at Ning Lu like a venomous snake.
Even though he was clearly the one in the wrong, his gaze made it seem as if Ning Lu had committed some unforgivable crime.
Only when Ning Lu pressed her foot down harder did he finally curse through gritted teeth:
“Let go! Ning Lu, remember this—today I’m the one dumping you!
I know you’re using reverse psychology, trying to force me to apologize, but I like Ning Yue! I just don’t like your fat body!”
Ning Lu kicked him again. “Speak like a human being!”
Lin Anguo closed his eyes in pain. He had lost this round, but he would definitely take revenge later!
“Let me go. I’ll pay you back. We’ll break off the engagement!”
Only then did Ning Lu release him.
Under the pressure of her overwhelming strength, Lin Anguo realized that right now, Ning Lu truly intended to ruin him completely.
But he also believed she would regret it—and eventually come crying back to him.
Out of spite, Lin Anguo calculated all the money he owed her, including the labor she had done for the Lin family.
“Altogether, it’s 375 yuan,” Ning Lu said coldly. “Lin Anguo, I won’t ask for anything extra. Give me this money immediately, and write the break-off letter. Otherwise, I’ll make sure there’s a funeral here today.”
Grinding his teeth, Lin Anguo turned to his mother for money.
Lin’s mother howled in pain. “Anguo, hit her! Hit her! You two are basically married already—women need discipline!”
Lin Anguo’s mouth twitched. “Mom, do you really think I can beat her? If you don’t give me the money, she’ll destroy our house and beat me to death!”
His mother was furious but still hesitated.
Ning Lu rushed into the kitchen, grabbed a knife, then returned to the main hall and split the large table in half with a single strike.
Lin’s mother broke into a cold sweat, sobbing: “I… I only have 300 yuan left… this madwoman… fat pig… how did she get so crazy…”
Ning Lu took the 300 yuan.
She smiled sweetly. “Lin Anguo, what about the rest?”
Lin Anguo’s face was full of disgust and hatred.
“This is all the money we have. Don’t push your luck! You’d better think carefully—who else would marry you after this breakup?!”
Seeing Lin’s mother nearly collapsing, Ning Lu went and pulled out her money pouch.
“There’s still 50 here. That leaves only a 25 yuan difference. Lin Anguo, hurry up and write the break-off letter!”
Lin’s mother screamed as she tried to grab it back.
“That’s my money! You thief!”
Ning Lu spat at her. “Your money? I worked here for you every day—bought medicine, bought food, cooked meals. And now you turn your back?
You owe me this money!
You still dare insult me? You old hag, you raised a son who’s a beast! Mother and son, both rotten to the core!
Your son crawls into Ning Yue’s bed, and you crawl into other men’s beds! You mother-son pair love crawling into people’s beds!
You’re so promiscuous you can’t even keep track of who the father is anymore!
Hurry up and die already! At least if you die now, I won’t have to watch your son become crippled!
And before he gets crippled, I’ll beat him until he can’t stand!
So hurry and die early—don’t waste oxygen!”
Lin’s mother collapsed onto the bed in rage, gasping for breath.
Lin Anguo’s head was buzzing. Veins popped on his forehead, fists clenched—but he didn’t dare act.
Because he couldn’t beat her.
Finally regaining control, he quickly wrote the break-off letter and pressed his fingerprint on it.
Ning Lu checked it and nodded in satisfaction, then stuffed the money into her pocket.
“Lin Anguo, there’s still 25 yuan left. Let’s settle everything today.”
She walked to the chicken coop.
“This flock of chickens will be taken as payment. I was the one who fed them anyway.”
With that, she went into the coop with her bare hands.
Amid frantic clucking, she stuffed five or six chickens into a sack and carried them away.
Lin’s mother stared at the empty yard and fainted on the spot.
Lin Anguo slumped onto a chair, breathing heavily.
How had he ended up engaged to such a woman?
But it was fine now—it was broken off.
He forced himself to calm down.
Next, he would marry Ning Yue immediately and let everyone laugh at Ning Lu for losing her fiancé because she was fat.
And he would study hard and get into university this year.
From then on, even if Ning Lu died in front of him, he wouldn’t spare her a second glance.
He steadied himself, then went straight to Ning Lao Da’s house.
He needed to discuss marriage with Ning Yue.
Ning Lu carried the sack of chickens to sell them, along with the 300+ yuan she had taken from the Lin family. She suddenly felt very secure.
When she returned home, she saw her mother, Yan Bingqin, already awake.
“Mom, why are you up?”
“I’m fine, just had a fever,” Yan Bingqin said. “It’s gone down now. Lu Lu, things have escalated too much these past days. From now on, we’re completely estranged from your uncle’s family. And without a man in the house, your engagement to Lin Anguo should be ended too…”
Ning Lu quickly reassured her. “Mom, I’ve already broken off the engagement. Don’t worry.”
She checked her mother’s temperature and insisted on taking her to the hospital.
At first, Yan Bingqin refused, but eventually agreed.
At the hospital, the doctor reviewed the blood test results carefully.
“There are some abnormal indicators. I recommend you go to the county hospital.”
They went immediately.
At the county hospital, doctors suggested hospitalization for further tests. They suspected a bacterial infection from the drowning incident and started IV treatment.
There was no life-threatening issue.
Only then did Ning Lu feel relieved.
She stayed by her mother’s bedside for three days, barely sleeping or eating properly.
Finally, Yan Bingqin’s fever subsided.
“You look like you’ve lost weight,” her mother teased.
“You too, Mom. At least this disaster had one benefit.”
But then Yan Bingqin’s smile faded.
“When the Ning Tie Dan case is concluded, things won’t end easily. Living in the same village, conflicts will be inevitable.”
Ning Lu suddenly thought of her past life.
A figure flashed through her mind—General Xie.
She suddenly blurted out:
“Mom, how about you marry General Xie instead?”