The village chief's wife slapped Yan Hui across the face. "You’re no better than her. And you call yourself a city person with an education? I spit on you. You’re just a pair of shameless, adulterous trash."
"You... you..."
Yan Hui, a man of refined upbringing, was no match for a foul-mouthed rural shrew; he couldn't even bring himself to utter a single curse word.
Chapter 569