She immediately realized that the chopsticks were hitting her.
She glanced at Shen Jiayu innocently, as if she didn't know what she had done wrong.
Looking at her son who was frowning and looking at her, Li Xiuyun felt an even greater tightness in her chest.
She retorted defiantly, "Ah Yu, even if you like her, you can't just let an outsider like her come to our Shen family and beat people up, can you?"
Shen Jiayu raised an eyebrow, looked around, and then asked knowingly, "I don't understand what you're talking about."
After saying that, he looked at Su Ping, ignoring Li Xiuyun, whose face was almost red with anger, and asked, "Pingping, did you hit someone?"
Su Ping understood the implication in his words and quickly shook her head, cooperating with him by saying, "No, I've been in my room the whole time and haven't gone out."
After she finished speaking, she looked at Chen Jing with an innocent expression, her eyes filled with undisguised provocation.
Enraged, Shen Jing disregarded everything else and tugged at Li Xiuyun's arm, saying aggrievedly, "Auntie, look at her..."
As he said this, he drew out his words and gently shook Li Xiuyun's arm.
Her face, covered in pimples, was almost scrunched up, her lips were slightly upturned, and dead skin and bloodstains were faintly visible.
The scene was so beautiful that she could hardly bear to look at it.
Does he still think of himself as a three or four-year-old child? Such an expression might not seem out of place on Shen Silan's face, but when it comes on his lewd face, it's as uncomfortable as swallowing a fly.
Li Xiuyun, however, was very receptive to this approach. She looked at Shen Jing, whose two faces were swollen and looked at him with heartache.
He then pointed to the handprint on his face and questioned, "If you didn't hit anyone, then what is this!"
Although his face was covered in acne scars and oozing pus, the handprint was still clearly visible, suggesting how much force the person who hit him had used.
When she heard her bring up the matter, Su Ping smiled slightly, but when she looked up again, her eyes were already full of tears.
She threw herself into Shen Jiayu's arms, trembling as she said, "Ayu, when I was half asleep, I thought someone came into the room and tried to touch me..."
"I thought I was dreaming, so I slapped him twice. Wasn't it a dream?"
Before she could finish speaking, Li Xiuyun couldn't help but retort, "You're talking nonsense!"
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