Jiang Zhen widened his eyes. He laughed looking at Lihua as if she was an idiot. "You want to care about your enemy's son?"

  Lihua smiled. "You and your grandfather are my enemy. Ruru is an innocent child. Whatever is happening is solely your responsibility. It is unfair to hate your child because of it. But I don't expect you to understand that."

  Ruru slowly raised his head and stared at Lihua's back, who fiercely stood in his protection.

  Jiang Zhen said, "You are misunderstanding something. How I discipline my son is none of your business."

  "If you beat up an innocent child, then it is my business!"

  He took a step in front of her and narrowed his eyes. "And how will you stop me?"

  Lu Bojing panicked and pulled Lihua to his side. "D-Don't…"

  Lihua let go of his hand and stared at Jiang Zhan.

  *SLAP*

  She bit a harsh slap on his cheek that tilted his head to the right. He froze. Then his palm slowly touched his burning cheek that stung with her hit.

  Qingqing seemed to be satisfied and lazily laid.

  That was a good one, human.

  Zhao Weisheng was stupefied as he had never expected her to slap him. Lu Bojing didn't care that she hit him. He already stood in a protective stance in case Jiang Zhan turned violent.

  Jiang Zhen gritted his teeth. His gaze was dark and ferocious as he faced Lihua. "You have some nerve doing that."

  Lihua retorted. "Trust me. If you touch Ruru, then I have a lot more nerve to teach you a lesson."

  "Do you believe that I can kill you for this crime?" He quietly said.

  She sneered. "Oh, really? Go ahead. Then go and cry in front of your grandfather how the great Jiang Zhen was bullied by a woman. How a woman slapped him, and he could only take it like a wimp. Oh the great Jiang Zhen had suffered such great humiliation. Anyway. I don't think you brought me here to kill me on the first day itself, right?" She chuckled. "I mean, that's way too pathetic for you. Imagine people gossiping about it. Jiang Zhen kidnapped a woman, but he couldn't stand her for even half a day, and poor little bullied Jiang Zhen killed her because she slapped him. You know, you are acting like a kindergarten kid who cries when he is bullied."

  Lu Bojing choked.

  That was some humiliation for Jiang Zhen, who didn't hold women in high regard.

  "R-Ruru?"

  Suddenly, a woman entered the room and froze upon seeing Jiang Zhen. Then her eyes widened in shock as she saw Ruru in Zhao Weisheng's lap.

  She cried. "Ruru! Come here!"

  She hastily stood by Jiang Zhen's side, which was when she noticed his red cheek. She gasped in horror.

  W-who slapped him?

  Jiang Hua trembled. Her gaze then fell on Lihua, who was looking back at her curiously.

  Jiang Zhen shut his eyes for a moment and then opened them again. He smiled at Jiang Hua, which made her shudder. "Your son doesn't seem to like to listen to my orders."

  Lihua blinked her eyes.

  Your son? Ah? Wait, so she is Ruru's mother and this monster's wife?

  Jiang Hua bit her lip. "I-I apologize. Please forgive him. It won't happen again…"

  Jiang Zhen sneered. "You better that it doesn't, or don't blame me if I lose my temper."

  Lihua flared. "Is this the way you talk to your wife!?"

  Jiang Hua stiffened. She stared at Lihua in a stupor. It was the first time that she saw someone talking back to her husband in this house.

  This woman…
Is she the same woman Zhen was talking about?

  She shuddered even more, thinking if she had slapped him.

  Jiang Zhen coldly said, "So now you have a problem with how I treat my wife too?"

  "I have a problem with your whole existence. It would be so peaceful if you died."

  Jiang Hua bent on her knees and quickly grabbed Ruru's hand. "Come here, Ruru. Didn't I tell you not to sneak here?"

  Ruru shriveled up in disappointment. "Ma-Mama…"

  Zhao Weisheng said, "Don't blame him. I saw him passing by and called him into my room."

  Jiang Hua lowered her head. Jiang Zhan narrowed his eyes. "Take him away."

  Ruru's eyes teared up, and he hugged Zhao Weisheng even harder. Lihua felt her heart tighten seeing him so frightened.

  Jiang Hua held his hand, but Lihua suddenly stopped her. "Are you going to let him hit your son? Is this the kind of mother you want to become?"

  She froze. Her words hit straight on the mark. Her chest heaved in breathlessness. "I…"

  She let her hand go and faced Jiang Zhan. "You won't hit Ruru."

  Jiang Zhen raised his brow. "After that crisp slap you gave me, what makes you think I will listen to you?"

  Lihua sneered. "Because only an impotent and weak man raises his hand against women and children."

  He stiffened. "Say what?"

  "Yes. Impotent. You are not a man if you take pleasure in violence."

  Impotent……weak…
Words like these were a harsh jab to him.

  "You…"

  His phone rang, and he saw an incoming number. He had no choice but to attend this.

  "Heh. I will deal with you later."

  He stormed off in anger with his cheek burning by her slap and his heart raging with the humiliation.

  Impotent and weak…… I will thoroughly make you understand the consequences of your words today, Song Lihua.

  Zhao Weisheng beamed. "That is how you deal with him. I am proud of you."

  Lihua sheepishly grinned. "I wondered if I should have asked Bojing to hit in his balls and make him impotent for real."

  Lu Bojing nodded. "I would have done it."

  She brightened and clapped her hands once. "You are the best!"

  Jiang Hua quickly grabbed Ruru's hand and bowed. "I will take him away now."

  She pursed her lips as she meekly looked at Lihua. "Y-You shouldn't have talked to him like that. For your own safety, I advise you not to challenge his patience," she trembled.

  Lihua was about to respond when she suddenly turned and left with Ruru.