By GILLIAN WONG
Her head was ringing from the blows. Once, twice, three times, her husband slammed her face into the living room floor.
Kim Lee tried to twist her tall but skinny frame out from under his 91-kilogram (200-pound) body, scraping her elbows and knees on the carpet. He kept on pounding. Eight, nine, 10 times _ she thought she might black out.
Then, close to the floor, she glimpsed the neon pink-painted toenails of her 3-year-old daughter, Lydia. “Stop!” the child cried. “What are you doing? Stop, Daddy, stop!” She jumped on her father and scratched his arm.
It wasn’t the first time in their relationship that Li Yang, a Chinese celebrity entrepreneur, had struck her _ but for his American wife, it was going to be the last.
She scooped up her wailing child, grabbed their passports and a wad of cash, and walked out of their Beijing apartment. And in doing so, she opened the door to a torrent of anguish about domestic violence in her adopted country, inadvertently becoming a folk hero for Chinese battered women.
Domestic violence everywhere lives in the shadows, and in China it thrives in a secrecy instilled by tradition that holds family conflicts to be private. It is also hard to go public in a country where many still consider women subservient to their husbands, and there is no specific national law against domestic violence.
At least one in four women in China is estimated to have been a victim of domestic violence at some point in her life, surveys show, with the rate in rural areas as high as two out of every three women. The violence takes many forms, from physical and sexual assault to emotional abuse or economic deprivation.
Lee’s case has spawned tens of thousands of postings on Chinese Twitter-like sites, along with protests and talk show debates. It is especially explosive because she is a foreigner, at a time when China is particularly sensitive about how it is understood and treated by the world.
The story of Li Yang and Kim Lee is documented in photographs, letters, text messages, police documents and hospital records seen by The Associated Press, as well as extensive interviews with her in Beijing. Li refused repeated requests for interviews, but in past interviews on TV and on his microblog, he has confessed to beating his wife.
They met on the first day of her first trip to China in 1999, in what Lee has come to see as “yuanfen,” or fate.
Then a teacher in Miami, she was visiting a Chinese school to learn about bilingual education. He was there to speak about his popular program, “Crazy English,” a radical approach to learning the language that involved hand gestures and slogans such as “Conquer English to Make China Stronger!” Li sold more than English lessons _ he sold a life philosophy of shedding inhibitions, with a patriotism that resonated with many in today’s China.
Li persuaded her to move to China to work for him. Inspired by a Chinese folktale called Journey to the West, he called himself the “Hopeless Master” and Kim his “Monkey Queen,” to the delight of colleagues. In private, he wrote to her that “a hopeless master can’t survive without his monkey queen.”
They married in a Las Vegas chapel in 2005, a few years after their first daughter Lily was born. But with Li away at workshops much of the time, the relationship grew strained.
One day, during an argument over money, he slapped her hard, she says. She blamed herself. “Just drop it, just don’t make him angry,” she thought. Another time, arguing about work, he pushed her in front of their colleagues.
In February 2006, while Lee was seven months’ pregnant with their second child, her husband promised to accompany her to the hospital for a test. He did not show up.
Lee went home and deleted four chapters of a textbook she had written for him. When he called, she told him, “I want you to understand what it feels like when you count on someone to do something and they don’t.”
He hung up.
The next day, while she was baking cupcakes with their daughter, he flew into the kitchen and knocked a hot pan out of her hand. He grabbed her by the hair, threw her on the floor and choked her. She reached up and pushed a clothes rack at him.
He managed to land a few kicks on her stomach, but she turned on her side to protect the unborn child. Despite bruises on her legs and body, a sonogram showed the baby was all right. Li said later he “could not tolerate” threats to his work.
Lee did not tell her family or friends about the beating. She thought it was her fault for provoking him, and he seemed sorry.
She mentioned it to her sister-in-law, who dismissed her concerns, saying: “It’s nothing. All men are like that.”
The expectation that all men are violent _ or at least have the right to be violent _ is common in parts of China.
As with many countries, men historically ruled the family, with authority over women and girls. Women were supposed to obey their fathers when young, their husbands when married and their sons when widowed, according to advice attributed to the ancient sage Confucius. Those who broke family laws could be beaten, with no questions asked.
Communism brought new laws that gave women the right to work alongside men, and decades of economic growth have created dramatic shifts in Chinese society. But inequities persist, particularly in rural areas.
There is no official data on domestic violence in China today, and underreporting is common. However, a recent nationwide survey by the All-China Women’s Federation found that 25 percent of women reported domestic violence from their spouses, almost the same as in the United States. Smaller-scale studies report a rate in Chinese rural areas of up to 65 percent.
Wei Tingting is one of about 10 activists who staged a protest over Lee’s plight on Valentine’s Day on a busy pedestrian shopping street in Beijing. She and two other women wore bridal gowns splashed with fake blood and makeup that looked like bruises on their faces.
Wei, who grew up in the Chinese countryside in southern Guangxi province, often saw her father beating her mother. Her grandfather hit her grandmother too.
Li Yang grew up in a city in the remote western Xinjiang region, where he says he was a shy child afraid to answer the phone or leave the house. In 2004, his father Li Tiande told a Beijing newspaper he raised his son with a firm hand, and recounted an incident when a colleague told him Li had been up to mischief.
After the scandal with his wife erupted last year, Li acknowledged in an interview with Chinese state broadcaster CCTV that his relationship with his parents was bereft of emotional or physical intimacy. He said he still suffers from mild depression.
By 2009, Lee was plotting her escape. But how? She worked for her husband’s company, with no independent income and no bank account. She lived in an apartment under her sister-in-law’s name, and relied on cash Li brought home in envelopes every month. And she was afraid that without money, she would lose custody of their three children.
Lee started to push back. She told her husband she wanted a home under her name, a monthly deposit in her account and a life insurance policy for him.
He stood up. “I said, ‘shut up.'”
She got to her feet also. “I will NOT shut up,” she said.
Then came the beating that finally drove her out. When he let go, she grabbed Lydia and walked to the police station. She hesitated at the door, then thought of her daughter, took a deep breath and walked in.
The police told her they could do nothing unless her husband came also. They brought her to a hospital, where male staffers examined her, placed stickers on her body and photographed the bruises on her head, knees, elbows and back. She avoided eye contact with them.
That night, Li sent her a message that he had hit her only 10 times, and that a carpet under her had softened the blows. “I was not that cruel,” he wrote.
He refused to go to the police station. So she got his attention the best way she knew how _ through the Internet.
First, she posted a profile shot of the bump on her forehead on her Chinese microblog. The next night, it was a photo of the bruises on her knees. And then, a frontal shot of the forehead and another of a bleeding ear.
It worked. “Crazy English” is a household name, and Li had a lot to lose from negative publicity among the students who fork out thousands of yuan to hear him.
Instead, the photos went viral. And Lee went from having about two dozen followers on her microblog to more than 20,000 in a few days, and three times as many now.
Her husband sought to portray the dispute _ and the marriage _ as a clash between East and West.
He said on TV that he had married Lee to research American child-raising techniques, turning the relationship into a cross-cultural experiment. He painted her as the American woman who thinks family should come before career and country, who fails to see that family business in China is private and that a Chinese man occasionally hitting his wife should be forgiven.
Culture has become part of a heated dialogue about the incident. Men have said that while violence is wrong, it comes from the immense pressure Chinese husbands face to excel in their careers and provide for their families. Others have lamented that it took a foreign woman’s indignance to cast light on what is an open secret in China.
In October, she filed divorce papers. He replied with a text message: “You think you Americans are smarter??? Let’s see!!! Americans want to win a war in China???”
Now the case is before the courts, and she can do little but wait. Li has claimed in divorce proceedings that he is not guilty of domestic violence because he did not beat her frequently over many years.
In the meantime, she has changed the locks on her apartment. Last week, her husband sent her an angry text message: “In America you should be killed by your husband with gun. This is real American way. You’re so lucky to be in China!”
Later, he wrote, more succinctly, “Kill you!”
Yet when asked if she still loves him, she says she is not sure.