SBCEJM -Chapter 59 My revenge… was actually his ultimate pleasure?

“Fuck…”

Feng Zexuan was so shocked her scalp went numb, the curse slipping out before she could stop it.

Inside the apartment space, Feng Zekai’s hand loosened. The scroll in his grasp “啪” fell onto the wool carpet.

He was completely stunned as well.

Pigs… eating humans?

Not just hearsay? Not just legends?

The system’s cold voice continued echoing in their minds.

【Zhou Jingyi witnessed that scene with her own eyes—and went insane on the spot.】

【In that moment, her humanity was completely crushed, and her heart died along with it.】

【What remained was nothing more than a walking corpse, living solely for revenge.】

【From that day on, she became an entirely different person.】

【She launched a fierce retaliation against her beastly husband and the cold, complicit mother-in-law who watched and insulted her.】

【Serves them right!】

【Those two beasts deserve to be cut into a thousand pieces! They had it coming!】

Feng Zexuan spat inwardly in anger.

In the courtyard, as if hearing that soul-deep roar, Zhou Jingyi’s eyes grew even redder.

She swung her arm in a full arc, and the whip in her hand tore through the air with a piercing whistle as it came down even harder.

“Smack!”

The force of the strike made Li Yanhua’s body sway violently. A fresh bloody mark bloomed across his back, yet he only gave a muffled groan and continued kneeling upright.

【Something’s off.】

Feng Zexuan, crouched on the wall, narrowed her eyes.

【This man is at least 1.8 meters tall, solid build… why is he just kneeling there like a wooden post, taking the beating?】

【His wife is thin as a stick—she looks like a gust of wind could blow her over.】

【He could clearly fight back. Don’t tell me he’s suddenly feeling guilty?】

The system gave a meaningful, cold laugh.

【Host, that’s exactly what he told his wife.】

【He said he was willing to accept any punishment without resistance, to atone for his sins.】

【Bullshit!】

【A leopard doesn’t change its spots. A beast who threw his own child into a pigsty—guilt?】

【His heart was eaten by dogs long ago!】

Feng Zexuan didn’t believe a word of it.

The system chuckled.

【Good insight, host. Of course he isn’t acting out of guilt.】

【Then what is it for?】

【Does he… enjoy getting whipped?】

Feng Zexuan muttered, still confused.

【Correct! He enjoys it.】

She nearly fell off the wall.

【Host, have you ever heard of a term—‘masochism’?】

【I’ve… vaguely heard of it in my past life…】

【Li Yanhua is a complete and utter masochist.】

【In other words, he has a fetish for being hurt.】

【Every strike from Zhou Jingyi isn’t pain to him—it’s… extreme pleasure.】

In the apartment, Feng Zekai felt his worldview being violently ground into dust again.

Was there really… such a person in the world who derived pleasure from being abused?

Strange knowledge… increased again…

In the courtyard, Zhou Jingyi’s raised arm froze mid-air at the words “extreme pleasure.”

The tip of the whip trembled in the night wind—but could no longer fall.

All her hatred, all her resentment, all her revenge…

Had she been… giving him pleasure?

Li Yanhua waited a long time for the next strike. A trace of undisguised disappointment flashed in his eyes.

He even slowly raised his head. His rather handsome face wore a damp, pleading expression—like a dog abandoned mid-petting session.

“—!”

Zhou Jingyi felt her scalp explode.

A chill shot from the soles of her feet straight to her skull.

If that strange voice in her mind was telling the truth…

Then everything she had done, all these days of relentless revenge…

What was its meaning?

Was it all… a joke?

She fell into complete confusion, the world spinning around her.

【That doesn’t make sense, system.】

Feng Zexuan’s thoughts raced.

【If Li Yanhua had a masochistic tendency, why was he a domestic abuser in the past?】

【Shouldn’t he have been begging his wife to hit him?】

The system replied:

【Because what he wants is not submission or begging.】

【For someone like him, even with masochistic tendencies, he must control the dynamic himself.】

【What he desires is a partner who truly, willingly, and instinctively wants to hurt him—not punishment he has to beg for.】

【But his wife, Zhou Jingyi, was originally weak and submissive—she simply couldn’t play the role of an abuser.】

【So what did he do?】

The system guided slowly.

A flash of realization struck Feng Zexuan’s mind.

【I get it!】

【You treat others the way you want to be treated first!】

【So this beast was abusing his wife in order to “train” her into becoming the kind of person who would one day hurt him willingly?!】

The system gave an approving “ding.”

【Exactly.】

【He stimulates, hurts, and provokes his partner through every possible means, trying to “awaken” her, and then eagerly waits for the day she strikes back on her own.】

【I’m… overwhelmed…】

Feng Zexuan felt her brain overheating.

【So do domestic abusers in reality… actually want to be abused too?】

【There are quite a few such mentally twisted people.】

【If the partner finally gathers courage and fights back hard enough to pin them down and beat them, they may actually become submissive—or even develop pathological dependence.】

Feng Zexuan: 【I’ve learned something… incredible.】

Feng Zekai silently rubbed his forehead.

He had also learned something.

From now on, the standard for choosing a brother-in-law… would need one more condition:

Be… a normal human being.

The system fell silent for a moment. When it spoke again, its tone carried an inexplicable chill.

【That child… is the “spark” he used to ignite his wife’s potential. The key step in satisfying his twisted desire.】

Feng Zexuan: 【I… still can’t really understand this fetish.】

【It’s simple, host. For some people, extreme pain equals extreme pleasure.】

【Pain and pleasure are neurologically linked. That’s why people enjoy spicy food—it is technically pain.】

【But for Li Yanhua, physical pain is only the appetizer.】

【What he truly craves is deeper humiliation, being looked down upon, being treated like worthless trash.】

【Because only then does he feel alive—like his “true self” exists.】

【There must be a reason he became like this, right?】

Feng Zexuan couldn’t help asking.

【He couldn’t have been born this way.】

The system had been waiting for this question.

【Yes. All of this… is related to his father, who died many years ago.】