"You're awful! I hate you! I really hate you!"

With a crisp snap, the carriage fell completely silent.

Fang Shiyan never expected that his mother would suddenly turn around and slap her son.

Fang Jingyao was young after all, and had been pampered since childhood. He had never been beaten like this before.

His skin was just as fair as Wen Yixing's, and since children's skin is more delicate, the red marks on his face were particularly noticeable.

Although Li Qingyun restrained her strength, she still managed to make Fang Jingyao shed tears.

Fang Jingyao touched his face in disbelief. He exploded and charged at Li Qingyun like a cannonball.

"My mother has never hit me, so what right do you have to hit me?!"

"You expect me to obey you? Who do you think you are?"

"Damn it, I'll fight you to the death!"

Since his rebirth, Fang Jingyao had been quite serious about pretending to be a child, but this time, being suddenly beaten brought back all his old and new grudges, and his emotions were running high.

He didn't want to care about anything anymore, and all he did was start cursing.

They cursed and attacked at the same time; if they couldn't beat them, they would bite.

In an instant, the car was in complete chaos.

When Wen Yixing arrived, she witnessed this scene: her son was tearing and roaring like a madman, fiercely attacking Fang Shiyan.

Li Qingyun stood beside the car, her hair somewhat disheveled and her dress wrinkled.

Seeing that her son wasn't behaving properly, Wen Yixing didn't feel like paying attention to anyone else. She ran over and called out, "Yao Yao!"

Hearing his mother's voice in a daze, Fang Jingyao slowly stopped moving and looked up.

Upon seeing that it really was his mother, Fang Jingyao felt his eyes fill with tears again.

He endured the beating without shedding a single tear.

Now, when I see my mother, I can't hold back my tears; they just stream down my face.

"Mom." Fang Jingyao's voice was filled with uncontrollable grievance as he let go of Fang Shiyan's hand and ran towards Wen Yixing.

Wen Yixing picked up her son with heartache. There was a very obvious red mark on her son's face, and it even looked a little swollen.

Without much thought, Wen Yixing understood that her son had been slapped.

For the first time, Wen Yixing felt resentment.

Her child has always been very obedient, and she has never hit her child. What right does anyone else have to harm her child?

Perhaps out of sheer anger, Wen Yixing was unusually calm. She looked at Fang Shiyan and asked coldly, "Who hit you?"

Fang Shiyan had almost never seen Wen Yixing angry. He stared at her blankly, not answering her question for a moment.

At this moment, Wen Yichen and Attorney Qian also came over and walked to Wen Yixing's side.

After receiving Shen Jingshao's call, Attorney Qian immediately dropped everything and rushed over, accompanied by two bodyguards.

There are four men standing behind Wen Yixing, three of whom look very strong and capable of fighting.

When Wen Yichen saw the injury on his nephew's face, he turned and glared fiercely at Fang Shiyan and Li Qingyun.

Wen Yixing ignored Fang Shiyan's reaction, gently patted the child's back, and asked in a low voice, "Yaoyao, tell Mommy, who hit you just now?"

Fang Jingyao was completely different from the little tyrant he had been just moments before. He leaned on Wen Yixing's shoulder and cried with great grievance, "Waaaaah."

Wen Yixing felt heartbroken and comforted him in a low voice.

"I hit him, so what?" Before Wen Yixing could ask again, Li Qingyun stepped forward, her gaze still arrogant as she slowly scrutinized the men behind Wen Yixing.

"As an elder, can't you discipline a disobedient junior?"

"But you, Wen Yixing, how dare you speak to your elders like that? Don't you have any manners?"

Before Wen Yixing could speak, Mr. Wen Yichen got angry. He already looked a bit fierce, and his eyes were filled with malice as he looked at Li Qingyun, "I think it's really you elders who have no manners!"

Li Qingyun: "Where did you come from... Oh, you're Wen Yixing's younger brother from his hometown. Birds of a feather flock together, country folk just don't know the rules and have no manners."

"You!" Wen Yichen clenched his fists in anger.

Wen Yixing was worried that he would act impulsively and make a mistake, so she reached out to stop him.

The group remained locked in a stalemate, with Fang Shiyan's gaze falling on Wen Yixing.

No one knew that after not seeing her for a few days, he missed her even more than he had imagined.

He wanted to talk to her, but her gaze never fell on him once.

Her gaze became calm, and also strangely unfamiliar.

Li Qingyun was also sizing up the people behind Wen Yixing. Her gaze fell on Attorney Qian, and she sneered, "I didn't expect you to be so capable."

"Don't think that finding a good lawyer will solve everything."

Li Qingyun stared at Wen Yixing, "Let me tell you, even if we get divorced, you won't get a single penny from the Fang family!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Shiyan frowned and looked at Li Qingyun: "Mother!"

Wen Yixing actually laughed this time; she was so angry she laughed.

She glanced silently at Fang Shiyan, then looked at Li Qingyun.

With a light laugh, Wen Yixing looked at them and calmly said, "I originally thought that as long as I had custody of the child, I wouldn't want your family's money."

Wen Yixing looked down at the bright red handprint on the child's face. "But now I've changed my mind."

The golden rays of the setting sun shone on the doorway, where the two sides stood in silent confrontation.

Wen Yixing looked up at them and slowly spoke, enunciating each word clearly, "This time I'm determined to fight for it. What's mine, I won't give up."