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

Ruan Xingchen really showed no mercy and beat Ruan Jiaci again and again until he cried loudly.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting!"

It didn't take long from the initial stubborn cursing to the submissive crying.

Ruan Jiaci cried breathlessly, begging for help and admitting his mistakes: "I know I was wrong, sob ...

"Ruan Xingchen!"

Jiang Qiuyu was so angry that his whole body was shaking. He rushed over to try to save him: "This is your brother! How can you be so cruel? He is only a little boy, and you beat him like this..."

Seeing her rushing towards him, a dark light flashed in Ruan Xingchen's eyes.

It just so happens that there is no sense of accomplishment in bullying a child.

"He's a child now, but if he's not well educated when he's young, will he end up in jail when he grows up?"

She turned her body and raised the feather duster, her hands moving non-stop: "I have to beat him hard now, so that he will be afraid and won't make the same mistake in front of outsiders in the future!"

"what!"

Jiang Qiuyu tried to grab the feather duster, but not only did he fail to get it, he was hit several times instead.

She had lived a life of luxury for so many years and had never experienced such pain before. She couldn't help but scream.

For a moment, the entire Ruan family was in chaos.

Ruan Zeming was able to remain calm at first, watching them quarreling with a serious face.

However, as Ruan Jiaci cried louder and louder, and even began to gasp for breath, Jiang Qiuyu also became a mess, and even his exposed arms had red marks.

His expression grew increasingly uglier, and he finally couldn't help but grab the teapot and slam it hard on the ground: "Have you had enough of this? Stop it now!"

With the loud noise of the teapot breaking, the farce finally ended.

Ruan Xingchen put away the feather duster and smiled leisurely, "Didn't you say that I am at least this child's sister?"

Her slightly cool palm gently brushed across Ruan Jiaci's head.

Ruan Jiaci couldn't help but tremble all over. Frightened, he threw himself into Jiang Qiuyu's arms and burst into tears, "Mom!"

"Jiaci, is everything okay?"

Jiang Qiuyu was heartbroken, her whole body aching. She hugged him and cried, "Let mom see... How could you be so cruel? You're so young, and you're your father's only son. What if he hurts you?"

She is very sensitive to eye drops, and when she cries, she looks as pitiful and weak as a little white flower.

Sure enough, when Ruan Zeming looked at the miserable state of the mother and son, he felt distressed and inevitably felt guilty, which then turned into boundless anger.

"Ruan Xingchen, I asked you to come home for dinner, and you made this mess!"

He was filled with rage, and he roared at Ruan Xingchen: "Can't you just bear to see your family live in peace? Troublemaker, is it so hard for you to just eat a meal in peace? Does your family have a grudge against you or something..."

"What's wrong with me?"

Tucking the scattered hair behind her ears, Ruan Xingchen smiled faintly. "Can't I teach my brother a lesson? Or do you think everyone doesn't even consider me a family member?"

"If that's the case, then there's no point in me eating this meal."

She pretended to leave and said coldly, "Anyway, everyone treats me as an outsider. I'm not so shameless as to have to eat with you. If you think my cooking is not good enough, I'll just leave."

"Stop!"

Ruan Zeming's face changed, but he suppressed his anger and forced a smile: "Who do you take after with such a quick temper, kid? I mean, your brother is young and you can't beat him like that. Who wouldn't treat you as a family member?"

Jiang Qiuyu was filled with hatred.

Ruan Jiaci, who had delicate skin and tender flesh, now had bruises and clear marks on his body where he had been beaten.

It felt hot to the touch and was swollen quite a bit.

Even though it was all fleshy areas, she still felt incredibly distressed, yet she still had to force a smile and took the initiative to stop her: "Han Xing, look at you. Father and daughter always quarrel, so how could you just leave like that? Your father has been looking forward to you coming home for dinner. He'd be so disappointed if you left!"

Even Ruan Xingchen had to admire her endurance. No wonder she could live in peace with Ruan Zeming, a male chauvinist, for twenty years without any trouble.

She smiled faintly, "I've never been home before, so I don't know anyone. I'm just afraid of being annoying, so I'm being shameless and refusing to leave, annoying everyone."

These words made everyone's faces stiffen.

Ruan Weisi, who had been keeping her head down, finally raised her head and tried to smooth things over delicately: "What are you talking about, sister? How can we be so different from each other as family? No matter how much mom and dad love my brother, they still care about my sister."

This statement is quite pointed.

"I'm glad you're not angry. And don't blame me for hitting Jiaci as soon as I walked in. I did this for his own good."

Putting the bag down again, Ruan Xingchen said calmly, "This kid needs to be taught from a young age. If he can push me and hit his sister now, he'll be able to push others when he grows up. It's okay if it happens to his family, but if he accidentally pushes someone else and causes trouble, won't he go to jail?"

"A good life is ruined. Children should not be spoiled."

She nodded seriously, self-assured, "In my opinion, if you need to spank him, you should spank him. If one spanking doesn't work, try twice. If you spank him twice more, he'll behave. Mr. Ruan, do you think I'm right?"

She kept saying "going to jail" and "life ruined", which made Jiang Qiuyu look grim.

Ruan Zeming's expression was not good either. Seeing her ask, he forced a smile and nodded, "You're right. Jiaci has been spoiled too much by us and has become a bit willful. He needs to be taught a lesson."

"Does Ms. Jiang think so too?"

Getting his affirmation wasn't enough. Ruan Xingchen looked at Jiang Qiuyu with a playful look in his eyes: "You won't blame me for beating your youngest son, will you?"

"Of course not."

Jiang Qiuyu gritted his teeth, his expression twisted for a moment, and forced a smile, "From now on, I will discipline Jiaci properly."

The two adults were playing both sides for the sake of their own interests.

When Ruan Jiaci heard this, it felt like the sky was falling.

Not only did his parents not teach the bad guy who bullied him a lesson, they also stood on the side of this bad woman and taught him a lesson.

"You are so mean!"

The little fat boy's eyes were filled with tears, and his heart was filled with sadness and pain of being betrayed. He roared, "I hate you!"

After saying that, he put on his shoes, opened the door and rushed out without looking back.

"Jiaci! Where are you going?"

Jiang Qiuyu became anxious and stood up to chase after him.

"return."

Ruan Zeming's face was gloomy, and his eyes were somewhat gloomy: "He is already a big boy, how can he be lost? You don't go."

"He hasn't eaten yet..."

Jiang Qiuyu's heart skipped a beat. Meeting his gaze, she could only turn around, forcing a smile and pulling Ruan Xingchen's hand. "Forget it, that's just how children act when they have a temper. Come on, Han Xing, let's eat our own food and ignore him."