Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks

No, actually she’d kick Ding Yan down the stairs.

Ning Shu placed Mother Ding on the hospital bed, and a nurse treated Mother Ding’s wound.

Ning Shu said speechlessly, “Mother, can we not torture ourselves? If we must, let’s torture others instead.”

“You’ve lived with Father for so many years, don’t you understand his personality by now? Why test him like this?”

Mother Ding said weakly, “Of course, I knew your father wouldn’t save me. I’ve completely given up on him now. We need to keep that recording. Keep it until the very end.”

Ning Shu had told Mother Ding to be careful when she was alone with Ding Ningdie and to always record everything.

“What did she say to make you so angry?” Ning Shu asked. “Even if you throw yourself down the stairs, Bai Hanmo won’t let us off.”

Mother Ding took out her phone. Ning Shu started the playback and Ding Ningdie’s voice sounded.

“Auntie, when I get married, can my mother also attend?” Ding Ningdie’s voice was full of pleading.

“Is Auntie afraid of my mother?”

“Is Auntie afraid that Mother will appear in front of Auntie, afraid that Father will see Mother?”

“Ridiculous.”

“Actually, Auntie, I’ve always sympathized with you. Although you are Mrs. Ding, you’re a pitiful creature who can’t even get her husband’s love.”

Then Ning Shu heard Ding Ningdie scream. This was probably when Mother Ding had pushed her.

Ning Shu stopped the recording.

“Even if Bai Hanmo wants to hire a lawyer, we won’t lose. Ding Ningdie deliberately provoked you and incited you to commit a crime.”

“Why did you have to throw yourself down the stairs?”

Ning Shu sent a copy of the recording to her phone.

“It’s so that I can remember this pain. The more painful it is, the more determined my heart becomes,” Mother Ding said. “Let’s go back.”

Ning Shu helped Mother Ding stand up. She understood what Mother Ding meant.

She was talking about Ding Yan. It seemed that Mother Ding had completely given up on him.

Ning Shu helped Mother Ding into the car. Ning Shu got into the driver’s seat and they drove away.

Ning Shu saw Mother Ding leaning back in the seat and comforted her, “Mother, don’t be too sad.”

“Very few men are faithful to their families and marriages,” Ning Shu said. “It’s only through morality and law that infidelity and betrayal can be restrained.”

Mother Ding took a deep breath. “I’ve tolerated Ding Ningdie all these years, but Ding Yan hasn’t once been grateful.”

“Instead, all I got was indifference.”

“Mother, don’t be so sad. If you understand men, you’ll know that they’re all the same,” Ning Shu said as she turned the steering wheel.

“Let’s talk about men from the perspective of biological reproduction. Whether animal or human, males want to pass on their genes by mating with as many females as possible,” Ning Shu continued.

“This desire for mating and reproduction is the instinct of all male animals.”

“So, a man’s promiscuity is ingrained in his bones. Don’t be sad.”

Mother Ding: …

“What you’re saying is too extreme. Although your father isn’t a good man, there are still good men out there,” Mother Ding said.

Ning Shu nodded. “I know. This is about self-control. Some men can restrain their instincts and become so-called good men, while others can’t and release their natural instincts.”

“As long as they have the means to do so, few men can hold back.”

Mother Ding was not at all comforted by Ning Shu but became even more worried, “You’re so young, how can you think like this?”

“Mother, what I mean is, cherish a good man if you meet one, but don’t have too high expectations of men in general.”

MTL Editor: Wheat