Yu'er just said something fair.

Regarding Yu'er, no matter big or small, the petty-minded Xie Huaijun doesn't even need to think about it.

The jealous little boy automatically attributed it to the cheap sister's favoritism towards the pretty boy.

She even went so far as to argue with her brother for him.

The little boy felt depressed and angry.

There was much thunder but little rain. Before leaving, he glared at Yu'er, who was confused.

The little girl sitting on the edge of the bed blinked, turned around, lay down in the quilt, and fell into a deep sleep without a care in the world.

Xie Huaijun was angry for half the night and fought with himself on the bed.

As expected, the next morning, I was taken away by my two brothers and given a beating.

Not surprisingly, the weak and powerless girl who had been upset last night knew the meaning of forbearance.

The next morning, with help and support, he immediately went over to report the crime.

The little boy, like a wooden man on the dining table, clenched his chopsticks tightly.

The sound of my elder brother's scolding went in one ear and out the other.

My second brother's sarcastic remarks went in one ear and out the other.

Well, the main focus is on balance between the left and the right, so that neither side is indebted.

Xie Huaijun didn't even look at his elder and second brothers across the table, not even turning his head.

No matter how much the two of them talked, they treated their two older brothers as invisible.

The injured little boy was determined. He stared at the thing beside him and ignored what was happening outside. He just stuffed the food into his mouth.

Commonly known as a heartless, ungrateful cheap sister.

Xie Huaijun had only one thought in his mind at this moment.

Just take care of that pretty boy Zheng Qingfeng.

At best, I only ate two or three meals there, just to save face.

She is actually more important than him as her brother. It's really outrageous.

The little boy felt wronged.

The honest Xie Huaijun didn't think he did anything wrong.

They were all boys, and Zheng Qingfeng's thoughts were obvious, and they just had to be put on the surface.

Who is he doing this for?

Isn't it for her?

She still doesn't know how to appreciate a good person.

She also complained about him behind his back.

The more he thought about it, the more upset he felt. After being scolded, Xie Huaijun rarely showed any strength in front of Yu'er.

After finishing his meal, the little boy stood up suddenly without even looking at her.

Leng Lian threw his schoolbag over his shoulder.

He turned to the side without even looking at Yu'er who was about to get up after finishing her meal.

He pursed his lips and frowned, but his hands moved quickly.

When Yu'er saw him holding his schoolbag and not waiting for anyone, he turned around and walked away. He got on the car without paying any attention to anyone.

I turned my back and stared out the car window, imitating her previous indifferent attitude perfectly.

With empty hands, Yu'er opened the car door from the other side, bent down slowly and walked in without saying a word.

The little boy who pretends to be oblivious, gets upset, throws a tantrum, starts a cold war, and waits anxiously for someone to coax him.

Yu'er was a strong-willed woman who had done nothing wrong, so she didn't think she was wrong. Instead, she felt that Xie Huaijun was meddling too much.

If you don't find a way to correct him now, you will be the one who suffers in the future.

After a thorough analysis, Yu'er didn't lean back on the chair because of the tense atmosphere, and kept her back straight.

Not long after getting on the car, he also followed Xie Huaijun's example and seemed very interested in the scenery outside.

He turned sideways to look out the window at the rapidly passing scenery on the roadside, without turning his neck to the left at all.

Um.

This was a rare opportunity, so the young master didn't behave like usual. He opened the middle partition when he got on the car as if to prevent thieves.

The driver drove the car seriously, steering the wheel. In his spare time, he would unconsciously look through the rearview mirror to observe the two people who were quarreling at the slightest guess.

A second later, the driver calmly withdrew his gaze and thought to himself.

Why does it look a bit like him and his wife in his early years?

At that time, they were both young and not married yet, and were in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship.

He has a bad temper, and so does his wife.

After a quarrel, the two of them would engage in a tacit cold war like they are now, with sullen faces, not talking, and no one paying attention to each other.

Actually?

In their hearts, they were holding their breath, waiting for the other party to give in.

Thinking back to the past, the uncle thought with a nostalgic look on his face.

I was ignorant at the time. Why would a grown man get angry with his wife?

Now that my son has grown up and I am older, my temper has calmed down.

My wife is sometimes mean to me, but if she keeps smiling, doesn't talk back, and admits her mistakes frequently, my life will get smoother and smoother.

In his opinion, the young master is still too young and has not experienced much.

You can win the cold war out of anger against the girl, but if you win, she will ignore you. If you lose, you will suffer the same consequences.

If you are sensible, you should kneel down and admit your mistake and adjust your attitude. The young master will still have a good life.

Xie Huaijun was sulking, unaware that the experienced driver was criticizing him in his heart.

His current state is more of jealousy than anger.

Jealous that he was not as likable as that pretty boy Zheng Qingfeng.

Why does that pretty boy have the right?

Xie Huaijun thought indignantly.

Why did Yuer complain to her two brothers just to protect him?

From Xie Huaijun's perspective, Yu'er completely sided with the pretty boy.

I recall how I took care of Yu'er, feeding her, clothing her, giving her change, snacks, carrying her backpack, and acting like her little brother.

Although she had no intention of ordering him around, Xie Huaijun enjoyed doing it.

He is working like a slave for his step-sister here, so how can the pretty boy easily win his sister's favor with just a few coaxing words?

Xie Huaijun couldn't let it go for a long time.

In Yuer's eyes and heart, that pretty boy was actually more important than him.

The narrow-minded young man got angry, and he put on a cold face and acted like a boss, but Yu'er seemed oblivious.

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