Me at two years old, a queen!

Just as Qin Feng had finally managed to persuade the girl to go back, he heard a loud argument coming from the hallway outside.

"What are you thinking! You shameless brat! You jinx! You little slut, you don't deserve to eat good food. That all belongs to Jinbao. You dare to even dream of it!"

The old lady rushed over and snatched the candied hawthorn that Fang Liting hadn't even had a chance to taste: "You're such a worthless brat, you can't be tamed! You even dare to covet your brother's things!"

"I'll beat you to death! You can't even snag a rich guy, and your stupid mother at least knows how to save some money for your brother's future wife. You've wasted so many years of my hard-earned money!"

"Taking off your clothes and showing your butt is something you should learn from your mute, idiot mother, you deadbeat!"

Something must have really touched a nerve with Fang Liting. Qin Feng followed An'an, who had come out after hearing the noise, and saw Fang Liting suddenly push the old woman to the ground.

The old woman who was accidentally pushed down hadn't been working on the farm for nothing all these years. After all, her son was a good-for-nothing who had been widowed at a young age. He was capable both at home and outside, and his strength was not to be underestimated.

The old woman, realizing what was happening, grabbed Fang Liting and started pulling at her: "You shameless slut! You've gone too far! Why are you like your stupid mother, unable to walk past any man?"

"You're a money-loser; you'd be better off raising a dog!"

Fang Jinbao, seeing the candied hawthorn on the ground, ignored his beloved grandmother who had fallen, picked it up without even looking at the wrapping paper, and tried to stuff it into his mouth.

Seeing this, An'an angrily stepped forward to snatch it back, only to see Qin Feng pin the old lady against the wall, kick the fat Fang Jinbao away, and hand the candied hawthorn, which hadn't yet suffered the wrath of his sharp tongue, back to the little dumpling.

An'an took the candied hawthorn and quickly stuffed it into Fang Liting's hand.

"Sister, here you go. I don't want to give my candied hawthorn to that nasty brat! All he does is cry! Humph!"

"Wow, that's mine, it's mine!"

Hearing this, Fang Jinbao, who had been hiding nearby, immediately rushed over and swung his fist at Fang Liting, yelling, "You good-for-nothing! That's mine! You can't eat it! Everything is mine!"

Qin Feng first picked up the little dumpling and placed her on the sofa to ensure his little lady's safety. Then he saw Fang Liting, who had previously seemed timid and indifferent, suddenly push the burly Fang Jinbao to the ground.

The old lady saw her precious grandson being pushed to the ground, and it was that good-for-nothing son of hers, the one she used to take care of her grandson, who had done it. Just as she was about to rush over, a bodyguard pinned her against the wall. At Qin Feng's signal, the bodyguard also gagged her.

"Enough! Who do you think you are? You're the one who's a burden! Everything in the house has to be given to you, why can't I eat it! I'm supposed to marry a fool for money? I'm only 15 years old! You're all devils! You're all devils!"

"And you, that old hag, you'll get your comeuppance!"

Fang Liting turned and swung her fist at the old woman who was being held captive by the bodyguards. The bodyguards didn't stop her; although they weren't exactly kind-hearted people, this family had done something utterly depraved.

"Why don't you strip naked and seduce rich men? You care so much about Fang Jinbao, why don't you go and get him more money for his betrothal gifts!"

"You're the jinx! You're the one who brings bad luck!"

Things were about to get out of control, and it wouldn't be good if the little one's ears got dirty from all this dirty business.

Qin Feng had them dragged away immediately. He watched as Fang Jinbao, terrified by Fang Liting's sudden outburst, wet himself, while the heavily pregnant woman sat silently to the side.

They were all women, children, and infants; in the end, he couldn't bring himself to drive them all into the streets.

I took the little one downstairs to buy her some candied hawthorns again. Afterwards, I sent a message to Lu Junxing and learned that he was still in the dean's office discussing a collaboration.

No wonder no one came out despite all the commotion; he had no choice but to finish buying the goods and wait in the car.