Although Cen Bowen didn't want to care, he was already married to Kang Ying.

If he allowed the two to continue fighting, it would surely attract onlookers from the courtyard, and he would be embarrassed then.

What's more, Chen Xier is a lunatic and says whatever he wants.

Although he was angry, Cen Bowen didn't want his private affairs to be known by everyone.

If everyone knew that he was raped by a woman.

He can forget about staying in the hospital anymore.

Cen Bowen walked over and tried to stop the two of them, "Stop fighting."

Unexpectedly, women had no martial ethics when fighting. He was stuck in the middle and became a punching bag, being hit with one punch after another.

A slap on the left and a slap on the right.

It's all on him!

There was no rules at all, he kicked her hair, even her mouth!

"Stop it."

A cold voice came from far away, and all three of them were startled.

When I looked up, I saw two people walking towards me.

Cen Yue walked in front, his hands full of things.

Song Yiyi followed behind him, pushing a bicycle, trying to pretend to be serious, but in the end she couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips.

Cen Bowen was the first to let go, his tone a little flustered: "Uncle, why are you here?"

Cen Yue glanced at him and asked, "You still have the time to care about me?"

Cen Bowen's cheeks felt burning with pain.

Seeing Cen Yue, even someone as crazy as Chen Xier stopped and stood still.

Cen Yue glanced at the three of them and asked, "Tell me, how did it become like this again?"

These words instantly reminded Cen Bowen of the time at the Wei Institute.

It was such a coincidence that my uncle showed up.

Cen Bowen secretly laughed at himself for being ridiculous. His uncle's thoughts were so obvious.

He naively poured out all his thoughts.

The relationship between Song Yiyi and him became increasingly strained, and every time it was her uncle who fanned the flames.

Although he thought so in his heart, Cen Bowen did not intend to say it out loud.

What's more, no one believed what he said.

I can't offend my uncle again.

Cen Bowen subconsciously covered it up, "No, they just had a little conflict."

Cen Yue looked half-believing and half-doubting.

Cen Bowen gave an unpleasant smile and waved at Kang Ying, signaling her to come forward. "Yingzi."

Kang Ying also knew that Cen Yue must not find out about this.

It would be bad if he took the matter too far and caused Bo Wen to be punished.

She hurried over and called out, "Uncle."

Cen Bowen glanced at her.

Although Kang Ying was unwilling, she still bit her lip and looked at Song Yiyi, respectfully calling her "Auntie."

Song Yiyi smiled and said, "Well, if you have anything to say, just talk it out. You're already grown up, so don't get aggressive so easily. You need to learn to control your temper."

She felt very happy.

It turns out that this is how Song Hui felt every time he educated her!

The taste of power makes people happy.

Cen Yue stood beside Song Yiyi and nodded approvingly.

Kang Ying lowered her eyebrows and said, "I understand, little aunt."

Cen Yue waited for Song Yiyi to finish speaking, then took her forward, not intending to pursue what had just happened.

Cen Bowen thought for a moment, then pulled out a red envelope from his pocket and handed it to Cen Yue: "Uncle, I came here yesterday to attend your wedding banquet, but Grandpa suddenly fell ill before leaving, so I couldn't get away."

He made up this excuse; Cen Anguo was not at home at all.

But he had no choice. He couldn't just let his grandfather not let him go and be stuck in the middle.

Cen Bowen said, "This little gift money is a token of my nephew's appreciation."

Cen Yue looked at him calmly.