The louder the chirping was laughing just now, the louder it is crying now.

Because her parents were actually planning to send her, a little baby, to school!

How cruel!

With red eyes, Qiuqiu cried all the way home and lay listlessly in Dongxiao's arms without making a sound.

Yun Jinglan worried that she might have really frightened her; after all, how could such a young child go to school? It was probably just a joke. Only Qiuqiu took it seriously.

"Chuchu, be good, don't go to school, they're lying to you."

Yun Jinglan patted Qiuqiu's back tenderly and coaxed her gently, while glaring at her husband who was making a fuss.

Su Junyao touched his nose, realizing he'd gotten himself into a mess. He leaned over to make Qiuqiu laugh, "Daddy was just kidding, Qiuqiu, don't be angry. We won't go to school, we'll just play at home. It's okay if we're illiterate, alright?"

Jiujiu's crying stopped, and just when Su Junyao thought he had coaxed her into submission, Jiujiu suddenly burst into tears. This time, she couldn't stop crying at all!

"Waaaaah! Waaaaah!"

My dad is being sarcastic and malicious towards me!

Wen Yanghou, who rushed over after hearing the news, frowned and shouted sternly, "Why did you provoke her?"

Su Junyao was sprayed with spittle by his father, and no one told him that he had offended the child and now the elder was coming!

"Father, let me explain!"

"I won't listen to your explanation." Marquis Wenyang indicated that he was old and stubborn, and didn't like listening to other people's ramblings. He reached out to Qiuqiu, "I'll listen to Qiuqiu."

Jiujiu found a strong and reliable supporter and reached out to his grandfather for a hug.

She was crying so hard that snot was running down her nose. She tried to sniff, but instead blew on it.

The snot bubbles exploded at the tip of her nose, scaring even herself.

"Hahaha!" Marquis Wenyang burst into laughter upon seeing this and nodded at Jiujiu. "Our Jiujiu is amazing! She even blows bubbles when she cries!"

There was no sound from Jijiu. No matter how thick-skinned she was, she was too embarrassed to admit such a great achievement.

Actually, you didn't have to praise me.

Su Junyao thought his father was quite impressive, praising him without saying a word.

The little girl, who had been crying all the way, was actually comforted in such an absurd way.

Before he could offer any praise, the butler hurried over. Although he still wore a polite smile, his frequent glances at Su Yunyi revealed a hint of worry.

Su Yunyi: "What does this have to do with me?"

The butler nodded: "The old lady wants to see you."

Marquis Wenyang frowned, "What's going on?"

The butler wasn't entirely sure either; he only learned from a servant that the old lady was searching everywhere for the second young master and had smashed quite a few valuable items. He knew without a doubt that it was related to Zheng Xiulan and her son again.

Su Yunyi thought of Qiao Muyang's pretentiousness and his subsequent slap in the face at Jinghe Building, and felt a little resentful. He didn't understand why his grandmother protected him so much.

"Have someone inform Grandmother that I will be there shortly."

He didn't know that Qiao Muyang had fallen and injured himself after leaving the restaurant. Qiao Muyang didn't explain himself clearly, only telling half the story and leaving the rest for Wen Shi to guess. Naturally, Wen Shi attributed everything to Su Yunyi because she couldn't guess.

Su Junyao told Yun Jinglan and Marquis Wenyang to go back first, while he would accompany Su Yunyi. Of course, Qiuqiu, who would be broadcasting live, was also taken along.

Chiu Chiu: [Don't worry, Mom, Chiu Chiu knows, the whole family knows!]

Qiao Muyang had made a huge fool of himself, locking himself in his room after returning from Jinghe Building. Zheng Xiulan pushed the door open and found Qiao Muyang sitting on the ground with a bloody head. The blood on his head had dried, and his hair was messy. He looked more like a demon crawling out of hell.

Zheng Xiulan was terrified at the time. She had suffered one blow after another in one day and she could not bear it anymore. She turned around and dragged Wen over.

Mrs. Wen was almost frightened to death. She and Zheng Xiulan asked for a long time before Qiao Muyang spoke.

Qiao Muyang is very much like Zheng Xiulan. He only speaks half of the words and only talks about the parts that are beneficial to him.

He concealed the fact that his attempt to sow discord had failed, and only said that the He clan and Su Yunyi had joined forces to humiliate him.

Madam Wen was furious, finally able to punish Su Yunyi when he returned.

Su Yunyi followed his father and as soon as he stepped into the door, he saw his grandmother sitting at the top with a stern face, and Zheng Xiulan standing beside her, glaring at him.

He unconsciously tightened his hands behind his back. He had always hated coming to his grandmother's house. His grandmother had a volatile temper when he was little, especially after she got hurt. She would often hit and pinch him when no one was around.

They would strike at places where others couldn't see. They would find a reason to hit me, and then use thin willow sticks to hit my buttocks or thighs. They would also often pinch my armpits and elbows until they were bruised.

When he was little, he didn't understand and thought he was being scolded by his grandmother because he had made a mistake. Later, he realized that his grandmother just didn't like him and felt that he was always superior to Qiao Muyang.

I just want to make him lose his fighting spirit by punishing him with beatings and scoldings.

The atmosphere in the bamboo garden was somber, filled with a deathly aura. In a daze, Su Yunyi felt as if he had returned to his childhood.

Kneel down!

The old, stern voice brought Su Yunyi back to reality. He faced his grandmother, who sat still and maintained a precise posture, with a calm demeanor. "I wonder what my grandson has done wrong that requires me to kneel down?"

Mrs. Wen slammed her hand on the table, pointed at Su Yunyi and started cursing, "You little bastard! Mu Yang is your cousin! How dare you team up with that worthless fellow from the He family to bully him? Is this how we teach in the Wenyang Marquisate?"

"Mother, be careful with your words!" Su Junyao shouted loudly, "Mother, you called my son a little beast in front of me, then who am I? And who are you?"

[That old beast!]

Jiujiu was so angry that she almost bare her teeth at Wen. This was simply too much!

She shouldn't have thrown banana peels that day; she should have thrown stones!

Jiujiu suddenly realized that she had been on the wrong path for so long!

She should have killed the hero directly!

Why defeat him? Just kill him!

Su Junyao stood in front of Su Yunyi, his tall figure making Su Yunyi feel a little safer. If only someone could protect him like this when he was little.

Enraged, Madam Wen pointed at Su Junyao's nose and asked, "How dare you! You accuse me of being an old beast? Su Junyao, you unfilial son, I will go to the palace and reprimand you before His Majesty for your disrespect in insulting your mother!"

Su Junyao is also a tough guy in the court, and he is somewhat gentle in front of his family, but Wen has now touched his bottom line!

"Is my mother threatening me?"

"Then let's go before His Majesty and have a clear discussion. I want to see why Mother insults her grandson so harshly for a stranger!"

"You unfilial son!" Madam Wen clutched her chest and wailed, trying to use the same trick to force Su Junyao to submit. "You unfilial son, I raised you three brothers with great difficulty, and now you treat me like this! I would rather have died in that fire!"

"Oh my God! Please send down another fire and burn me to death!"

Su Junyao pursed his lips and said nothing, a look of struggle and pain appearing on his face.

Chiu Chiu covered her dad's ears and shouted in her baby voice, "[Reject moral blackmail, starting with my dad!]"

Littering banana peels is very bad, don't do it like me!!!