Bold and passionate love: Acting coquettishly in Mr. Huo's arms

Although he was gritting his teeth in hatred in his heart, Ruan Weisi looked extremely obedient on the surface.

"Asshole! Do I still have to coax her?"

Ruan Zeming's rage only intensified, and he slammed his hands on the table, "She can't even call me daddy. I was better than her when I gave birth to a piece of barbecued pork!"

"I'm sorry, I really can't scream."

Ruan Xingchen just thought it was ridiculous, crossed his arms and said leisurely: "After all, I never called you that since I was a child, and no one taught me. This is what happens to children who have a mother but no father. Please forgive me, Mr. Ruan."

"Rebellious girl!"

Ruan Zeming could no longer bear it and cursed: "I think you came here to piss me off to death!"

"It seems I shouldn't have come."

Watching this scene mockingly, Ruan Xingchen chuckled, "I'm not welcome in this family at all. If that's the case, I'll take my leave."

She turned to leave.

Seeing this, Ruan Zeming froze, then thought of his plan and suddenly stood up and shouted, "Come back here!"

"Han Xing, what are you doing? Come back quickly."

Jiang Qiuyu hurriedly stood up, looking helpless, tears streaming down her face as she said, "Look at you, father and daughter, what a scene you've already gotten into right after you met. You clearly just wanted to have a good meal, so why are you arguing again?"

"Your father is just impatient, Han Xing, don't bother with him."

Jiang Qiuyu wiped her tears and whispered, "In fact, he has been looking forward to your return for a long time. He is so happy today. Come, come and eat."

Ruan Xingchen didn't say anything, nor did he leave. He just looked at the scene with a smile on his face.

Extremely ironic.

"Are you still not eating and waiting for me to treat you?!"

Ruan Zeming was furious, but when he thought about the future, he forced himself to suppress it.

This man, who never bowed his head in front of his family, rarely took the initiative to lower his posture and said in a rough voice: "What time is it? Come over and eat!"

Ruan Xingchen found it funny.

He refused to even apologize, thinking that this was giving in?

She found it ridiculous that such a man was her father.

Ruan Weisi's expression also looked unhappy.

She had been well-behaved and obedient for so many years, and once she disobeyed, she would only be scolded and reprimanded by Ruan Zeming.

Where was Ruan Xingchen? He didn't even give him a good look, and wouldn't even call him "Dad." Ruan Zeming could only lower his head.

Everyone was preoccupied with their thoughts, and no one noticed that Ruan Jiaci had somehow wandered around to Ruan Xingchen's side.

"You big bad guy, bullying my mother!"

The chubby little boy, overnourished, pushed her with a vicious look on his face: "If you make my mother cry, I'll beat you to death!"

He didn't care that there was a wardrobe at the entrance on one side, which could easily cause an accident if he fell, so he pushed it hard!

Immediately afterwards, chubby fists rained down.

On his face, so fat that his features couldn't be seen, he showed an innocent yet vicious smile: "Bad woman, beat you! Beat you to death! Beat you to death, bad woman!"

Caught off guard, Ruan Xingchen's body twisted, and he held onto the wall to steady himself. He quickly grabbed his rough hand and said, "What are you doing?!"

"I'll beat you to death, you evil woman!"

Ruan Jiaci, a troublemaker since childhood, hadn't noticed the danger coming yet. He kicked his feet in frustration and rage: "I'm going to beat you to death today! I'm going to kick you out!"

Unfortunately, even though he is considered tall among his peers, he still doesn't look very impressive in front of the slender Ruan Xingchen.

I struggled until I was sweating all over, but I didn't get even a sliver of it.

"Do you know who I am?"

Ruan Xingchen raised an eyebrow and looked at the obviously spoiled little fat boy: "I am a guest specially invited by your father. Even your mother and your sister dare not treat me like this."

"I don't care who you are, this is my house!"

Being used to being willful, Ruan Jiaci refused to listen and angrily cursed, "My mother said that this house will belong to me from now on! If I don't let you in, you are not allowed to come in. Get out! Get out now!"

"Graceful gift!"

Hearing this, Jiang Qiuyu's expression changed slightly, and she quickly stopped him, saying, "What nonsense are you talking about! When did Mom ever say anything like that? Don't make up stories!"

She glanced at Ruan Zeming's face.

"I'm not talking nonsense! This is my home, it's all mine, I won't let her here!"

Ruan Jiaci didn't understand her panic and shouted, "Everything in this house belongs to me. I won't let her come!"

Ruan Zeming, who was a little anxious, looked gloomy when he heard this and did not react for a while.

He is still alive and well, but this brat has already started to covet the Ruan family's property?

Jiang Qiuyu was immediately anxious when he saw this: "Jiaci is still young, he doesn't understand and is just talking nonsense."

No one noticed Ruan Weisi's gradually changing expression.

In this family, everything belongs to Ruan Jiaci, so what about her?

Seeing the undercurrent in this family, Ruan Xingchen's eyes flashed with a mocking smile, but he let go of his hand: "Forget it, you are just a child, I won't bother with you."

One of the main reasons why naughty kids are called naughty kids is that their thoughts are completely uncontrollable.

Ruan Jiaci was released, but instead of stopping while he was ahead, he thought he had won.

He suddenly grabbed a vase placed nearby and was about to throw it at me, his face, as red as a steamed bun, full of cruelty: "I told you to get out!"

"boom!"

The ceramic vase hit the wall with a loud noise, and the broken pieces fell to the ground.

"Since no one has taught you well..."

Ruan Xingchen's eyes flashed by quickly, and he turned around and grabbed the fat boy's neck, his voice icy: "Then I will teach you a lesson today!"

"Han Xing!"

Jiang Qiuyu's expression changed, and he subconsciously stepped forward to stop him: "Jiaci is your brother... He's just young and naive, you..."

"Don't go! I think he's just spoiled!"

Ruan Zeming, who always doted on his son, raised his hand to stop her and said harshly, "Let his sister teach him a lesson. Not everyone in this world can spoil him!"

"But--"

Jiang Qiuyu's expression changed.

However, the moment she was blocked, Ruan Xingchen had already found a tool that suited her.

Grabbing the feather duster, she coldly looked at the struggling child who even started to curse: "What a naughty child..."

With a meaningful smile, she said coldly, "Just give it a beating!"

The feather duster was raised high, cutting through the air with a crisp and sharp whistling sound, and landed on the soft flesh of Ruan Jiaci's buttocks.

"what!"

Ruan Jiaci screamed like a pig being slaughtered, his mouth wide open in disbelief.

It took a while before I realized I was being beaten.

This woman actually dared to hit her!

"You stinky woman, I'll let my dad deal with you! How dare you hit me!"

Ruan Jiaci was in so much pain that tears started falling. He cried and cursed, "Mom, it hurts so much...Mom, save me!"

Ruan Xingchen turned a deaf ear, with an expression of indifference on her pretty face, and the feather duster in her hand fell down mercilessly like a torrential rain.