Cheng Qi breathed a sigh of relief, regaining some composure. He glared at his son with a dark expression and said, "Explain yourself clearly. Apologize if you should, and pay compensation if you should."
Cheng Kai had a bright red handprint on his face, his neck was stiff, and his mouth was glued shut, refusing to open it no matter what.
Yang Qingheng, who was watching anxiously, gave him a hard shove, saying with exasperation, "Why don't you say something?"
“What’s there to say? Our dog was just walking along the road and he kicked it and crippled it. He should pay for it.” The big man pointed at Cheng Kai.
"I'm sorry, it's my fault for not educating my child well and causing you trouble. We will definitely compensate you for the losses caused, please don't worry." Cheng Qi apologized embarrassedly, utterly disappointed in his son.
Yang Qingheng caught a glimpse of the dog the couple had brought over, and a strange feeling rose in her heart. Suddenly, she kicked the dog's half-limping hind leg.
The big yellow dog suddenly jumped up, barking loudly and baring its teeth at Yang Qingheng's calf. If it weren't for the leash around her neck, Yang Qingheng would have been bitten.
"I said, how can you be so shameless, little girl? Why are your feet so cheap!"
"This dog was already lame, and now it's completely beyond repair. You have to pay compensation!" The couple cursed angrily, their arrogant demeanor strikingly similar to that of the dog on the ground.
People around her were pointing and whispering. Yang Qingheng vaguely heard a few curses, but she burst out laughing.
"You dare laugh!" the woman gritted her teeth, thinking about how to rip her off.
Yang Qingheng put her hands on her hips and said, "So what if I'm laughing? Your dog is a genius." She pointed casually, and everyone looked down. The dog, which had been limping just a moment ago, was now jumping around, baring its teeth, and its limbs were coordinated. There was no sign of limping at all.
Noticing everyone's gaze, the dog's barking gradually weakened, its ears twitched a few times, and its hind legs suddenly drooped down, returning it to its crippled state.
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What a despicable dog.
The couple were also shocked. They looked at each other and stammered, "Well... that's because after so many days, the dog has been cured. It's true that you kicked our dog, but you still have to pay compensation."
"I'll pay you back my ass! It was clearly your dog that chased after that woman on the street. You deserve to beat it to death!" Upon hearing that they wanted to seek compensation from Yang Qingheng, Cheng Kai couldn't sit still and started cursing.
"No way, you're talking nonsense. My dog is very well-behaved. It just likes that woman. What's wrong with it chasing her? It won't bite anyone." The big man said confidently.
"Ha, so you're saying I can lock you up in a detention center without any problem? We don't beat people anyway," Xu Feng said sarcastically, grabbing the two men and pulling them inside. "I think you're just trying to extort money from us. Come in and have a good chat."
Once the crowd had had their fill of entertainment, they dispersed, and the topic of conversation remained with that wretched dog.
"I misunderstood you." Cheng Qi coughed lightly, apologized to his son, and felt somewhat happy.
It's good that you didn't make a mistake.
Cheng Kai turned his head away: "What's there to explain? Haven't you misunderstood enough already?"
Cheng Qi was in a good mood at the moment and didn't hold it against him. He turned to Yang Qingheng and said sincerely, "Thank you so much, young comrade, for today."
Otherwise, his son would really be misunderstood.
A while ago, he found out that his son had been chasing after a married woman, and he was really unhappy about it, thinking that there was something wrong with the woman.
Looking at it now, it's no wonder his son likes her so much. Even he, as her father, can't trust her completely. If the girl can do that, let alone his naive son, what man wouldn't be tempted by such treatment?
"No need to thank me. Cheng Kai and I are friends. It's only right." Yang Qingheng smiled slightly, not taking credit for it.
Upon hearing this, Cheng Qi felt even more favorably disposed towards her.
This girl is very insightful. If she weren't already married, he would definitely encourage his son to pursue her.
“Your classmate has helped you so much, why don’t you thank him quickly?” Cheng Qi forcefully pulled his son in front of Yang Qingheng.
This time, Yang Qingheng didn't refuse. She raised her chin, a little smugly, and said, "Did you hear that, Cheng Kai? Hurry up and thank me."
Cheng Kai was touched, but her smug expression overshadowed his feelings, and he hesitated for a while.
"Hurry up, what are you dawdling about?" Cheng Qi urged.
Cheng Kai gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and said with a look of grim determination, "Comrade Yang Qingheng, I won't force you to be my underling anymore. You can be my older brother, and my underlings will be your underlings from now on."
Cheng Qi felt suffocated, his blood pressure spiked instantly, and he took off his shoehorn and slapped him hard on the buttocks: "You little brat, you dare to form cliques with me! I'll slap you to death!"
As Yang Qingheng watched the two chasing each other around the room, she felt that Cheng Qi's professional image had suddenly shattered.
A shoehorn is indeed the currency in every father's hands.
Upon seeing two familiar figures across from her, her face lit up with joy. She strode over and grabbed Yao Ying's hand tightly, saying, "Mom, what brings you here?"
Yao Ying's eyes darted around furtively, and after glancing around to make sure no one was watching, she picked up a few vines and quickly swept them over Yang Qingheng a few times: "To get rid of bad luck."
Yang Qingheng chuckled: "Why are you still indulging in this feudal superstition? If someone sees you, they'll report you."
"Pah, it's all because of you." Yao Ying glared at her.
"Let's go home, I'm hungry," Yang Qingheng chuckled.
Yao Ying's eyebrows relaxed: "Okay, okay, let's go home. I bought your favorite pig's trotters today, I'll stew them with soybeans for you tonight."
Glancing at her neglected son beside her, she deliberately said, "Hengjue brought his bicycle, so you two can ride it. I'll take the bus by myself, which will save money."
“Okay.” Yang Qingheng glanced at Song Hengjue beside her and did not refuse her kindness.
Yao Ying laughed and turned to leave, giving her son a look before she left.
If you still can't win over your wife after all this, then you should stop being her son and go be the pigs' son in the village pigsty.
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