After saying that, Aunt Zhang reached out to hit her again, but Li Zixuan came over and pulled her back.

He said anxiously, "Auntie, that's enough. My cousin knows he was wrong. Please stop hitting him."

Aunt Zhang turned her head and covered her face, crying out, "Master, my reputation is ruined now. I'd rather die!"

As soon as the words fell, Aunt Zhang forcefully shook off Li Zixuan's hand, slammed into a pillar in the hall, and fainted.

There were specks of blood seeping from his forehead.

“Auntie…” Li Zixuan ran over, held the unconscious Aunt Zhang in her arms, and burst into tears.

Li Baobei shook her head helplessly as she watched the farce come to an end.

He couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "This is such a common scene, I'm sick of seeing it."

"Boring, really boring."

Li Hong frowned deeply, and the atmosphere around him became exceptionally serious and solemn.

He said coldly, "Aunt Zhang is confined to Xia Garden today and is not allowed to go out without my permission. Send someone to fetch a doctor to treat her."

He glanced at Zhang Maowen kneeling on the ground with annoyance and continued, "Send him back to the Zhang family tonight. I don't want to see him for another second."

"Yes," the servants replied in unison, then lifted Zhang Maowen up and carried him out.

A short while later, several maids carried Aunt Zhang back to Xia Garden.

As soon as she entered the room, Aunt Zhang slowly opened her eyes, her eyes filled with hatred.

"Wang Donghui and Li Nannan, I will fight you to the death."

"Hahaha~ Just wait! As long as I live, I will make you pay for your crimes in blood."

A fierce look flashed across Aunt Zhang's pale face, but she quickly concealed it and closed her eyes again.