"What?" Upon hearing this, Han Qi instinctively tried to hide. "Why is that brat here? No, no, Han Er, go and guard the door. Don't let anyone in."

After saying that, he turned to look at Jiang Nuan and said, "Jiang Nuan, I have something to think about right now, so I'll go back to my room first. We'll talk again next time."

"Don't forget..."

Before he could even say the words "wash your face," Han Qi slammed the door shut.

Seeing this, Jiang Nuan paused for a moment, then walked towards the door.

Outside the door, Han Yi was still in a daze.

The sight of Han Er's green face was too much for him to bear; even though he was used to seeing big scenes, he was still frightened.

In broad daylight, a monster suddenly appeared. If he hadn't rationally remembered that this was the Huang family, he would have already thrown a punch.

"Young...Young Master," Han Yun said incredulously, "Just now, was that Han Er?"

“It should be,” Han Yi said, pursing his lips. “Judging from the voice, it is indeed Han Er’s.”

"It really is him," Han Yun rubbed his eyes and blinked again. "Han Er, what is he trying to do?"

Playing the ghost in broad daylight?

With Qingming Festival just around the corner, this whole thing is really quite frightening!

"How would I know?" Han Yi said through gritted teeth, his tone tinged with embarrassment and anger. "You've really got some nerve, daring to lock me out."

No need to guess, the old man must have gotten into trouble again.

Otherwise, Han Er wouldn't be so afraid that he wouldn't even let himself in the door.

Upon hearing this, Han Yun glanced fearfully at his master and asked in a low voice, "Young Master, what do we do now?"

"Wait a minute," Han Yi said helplessly, looking at the tightly closed door. "This is the Huang family. Madam Jiang shouldn't let this farce happen."

It's sad to say, but outsiders are more trustworthy than his father.

If he hadn't repeatedly told himself that this was his biological father, he would have really wanted to abandon him.

Han Er, who saw Jiang Nuanlai in the courtyard, was in a difficult position.

"Madam Jiang, my master does not want to see the young master."

"You can't just lock people out; that would make you a laughingstock."

Han Er wanted to say that the master wasn't afraid of being laughed at, but he dared not tarnish Han Qi's reputation.

Even though the master knew he was stupid, he refused to admit it and was even less willing to let others rub salt into his wounds.

"Madam Jiang," Han Er tentatively suggested, "why don't you discuss it with the master first?"

"What's there to discuss?" Jiang Nuan was amused by this. "You'd better step aside and let them in first."

"Can……"

"Don't say that, I'll take responsibility if anything goes wrong."

Jiang Nuan said this, but in her heart she was secretly enjoying the drama.

The way Han Qi and his son interacted really intrigued her. She had only ever seen one father who avoided his son like the plague in all these years.

Inside the room, Han Qi, seeing Jiang Nuan open the door through the crack, was both anxious and afraid, yet dared not go out.

Seeing her son walk in step by step, she turned her eyes and immediately bolted the door. Then, she lay on the bed and pretended to be asleep with her eyes closed.

The bed is very comfortable, and the blanket is brand new, so smooth and silky. I tried to pretend, but I still couldn't fall asleep...

Gritting his teeth, frowning, and closing his eyes, he pulled the blanket up and curled himself into a ball.

I prayed silently, again and again, "Don't come any closer, don't come any closer..."

Han Yi, who was in the courtyard, had no idea that his father was so dramatic. When he entered the courtyard, he found that Han Er and his group all had their backs to him, and he immediately became suspicious.

"Second Brother, Third Brother," Han Yun said, "Young Master has arrived, why haven't you come over to pay your respects yet?"

These brothers are all old-timers in the household, but they've only been at the Huang family for a few days, and they've already forgotten all the rules.

Upon hearing this, Han Er and the others had no choice but to turn around and say, "Young Master."

He kept his head buried in his chest the whole time, not daring to lift it even slightly.

Seeing this, Han Yiqing cleared his throat and said, "Why are you burying your head so low? Raise it."

Upon hearing this, the group had no choice but to raise their heads.

In an instant, several bright green faces appeared before everyone's eyes.

Han Er closed his eyes and, with a strong survival instinct, explained, "Young Master, it was all the Master's fault."

"What is that mess on your face?" Han Yi roared, clenching his fists. "Wash it off right now!"

Are you deliberately trying to scare people in broad daylight?

If this were in the Han family mansion, he would have dealt with it according to family rules.

"Yes, we'll go wash our faces now."

After Han Er finished speaking, only wanting to save himself, he hurriedly ran to the backyard.

When they got to the backyard, they remembered that the well was in the front yard. With no other choice, they had to climb over the wall to go outside to wash their faces.

In the courtyard, Han Qi, blushing, apologized and then quickly asked about his father's whereabouts.

"Aunt Jiang, where is my father?"

“That room,” Jiang Nuan said, pointing to Huang Xiaosi’s room, “Xiaosi and Xiaopang have been staying in town recently, and your father is staying there now.”

"Thank you for taking care of me, Auntie," Han Yi said sincerely. "My father has caused you trouble."

God knows how much he wanted to grab the brat and beat him when he found out his own father had stirred up a hornet's nest.

Unfortunately, this is his own father, so he can only be treated like royalty.

“No, no,” Jiang Nuan waved her hand to explain, “Your dad has a good personality, he’s easy to get along with, and he’s not troublesome at all.”

She has a good personality?

These four words made the veins on Han Yi's forehead bulge.

If his father had a good character, the whole of Zhou would be free of trouble, and the whole world would be celebrating!

"In any case, I still want to thank you for taking care of me, Auntie," he said, then remembered something and gave Jiang Nuan a barely perceptible look before carefully asking, "Auntie, my father didn't do anything rude, did he?"

The old lecher pounces on any woman he sees, and he's really afraid that Jiang Nuan will suffer the same fate.

Although Han Er patted his chest and assured him that the two were completely innocent when he sent the message, he still couldn't feel at ease without asking a single question.

There was nothing he could do. His father had a long list of evil deeds and had abused at least two or three hundred people. He was also good at putting on an act, and he was really afraid that Jiang Nuan wouldn't be able to resist him.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Nuan's lips twitched.

This father and son were surprisingly distrustful of each other.

Love and hate, that's all there is to it.

"No."

Jiang Nuan took a deep breath before uttering those two words.

In her spare time, she often listened to Han Qi's "Jade Maiden Heart Sutra," where he would talk endlessly about beautiful women, and even... his feelings about... well...

Cough cough...

Being his best friend is quite comfortable because he's very considerate. But as a husband and wife, he's the ultimate scumbag, the kind who deceives both body and soul.

Moreover, Han Qi wasn't his type.

"That's good," Han Qi breathed a sigh of relief, then reminded her, "Auntie, don't trust my father too much. He's not a good person."

After saying this, Han Yi left immediately.

Afraid of being laughed at by Jiang Nuan, he dared not stay any longer. Even if his own father was really a scumbag, there was no reason for him, as the son, to speak ill of him behind his back.

However, I really can't bear not to remind you.

His aunt has helped him so much; if he's deceived by his own father, he'll feel guilty for the rest of his life.

For my aunt's sake and for my own, I have no choice but to sacrifice my unreliable father!

Jiang Nuan's eyes looked very strange when she heard Han Yi's words.

She was puzzled as to what kind of image Han Qi held in her son's heart that he didn't even have this little bit of trust in him.

She wouldn't have believed it if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes!