"Alright, Lao Yuan, stop hitting him."

After Yuan Shuo was helped up by Li Qin, Su Guoqiang was completely exhausted.

He vented his anger and said to Su Guoqiang on the ground, "Since you only care about that adopted daughter, I hope you won't go to Su Li no matter what happens in the future. If I find out you go to him, I won't let you off so easily next time."

Su Guoqiang lay on the ground, saying disdainfully, "Don't worry, when I encounter trouble, what ability does she have to help me? She's not even as good as one of Jiaojiao's fingers."

He finished speaking haltingly, having already exhausted a lot of energy, while the child in the room was still crying loudly.

Yuan Shuo did not tell Su Guoqiang about Su Li's college admission, fearing that the shameless man would cause trouble for Su Li.

After the two left, Su Guoqiang struggled to his feet and slowly made his way to the room.

Yuan Shuo really went too far; he's in pain all over now.

He went to the bedside, gently patted the child's back, and coaxed the child to sleep.

I lay down on the side of the bed and took a nap.

When Su Mu came home from school that evening, she saw a big man and a small child lying on the bed.

Su Guoqiang's face was swollen like a pig's head. Could it be that he was beaten for snatching someone's child?

Where else would this child on the bed come from? He really couldn't figure it out.

Su Mu shouted at Su Guoqiang, "Whose child is this on the bed?"

Su Guoqiang was woken up by his shout. He felt he had regained some strength and got out of bed.

Looking at Su Mu, he said, "Go and cook some rice porridge; your niece will want some later."

"Niece, are you kidding me?" Su Mu crossed her arms and looked at him with a strange expression.