Meng Jiuge originally didn't want to argue with a child, but he held his breath and forced himself to endure it.
Until one day she came home and saw Eleven sitting on the ground, stabbing a cloth doll with scissors. The doll had been torn into pieces and it was almost unrecognizable.
In an instant, the blood rushed to his head, Meng Jiuge rushed over and snatched the rag doll.
She yelled, "What do you want to do? Didn't your mother teach you not to touch other people's things?"
"Woo... wooooooooooooo!"
Eleven was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Meng Jiuge to suddenly yell at him.
Eleven had never suffered such an injustice before, and he was scared to tears on the spot.
As he cried, he angrily stabbed Meng Jiuge with a pair of scissors and said angrily, "You are a bad person, you are mean to me! Bad woman, old witch!"
"hiss!"
Meng Jiuge was caught off guard and a pair of scissors stabbed into his calf. He gasped in pain and blood splashed onto the floor, staining it with blood plums.
But the pain was nothing compared to the anger of having the rag doll destroyed.
So when Eleven stabbed him with the scissors again, Meng Jiuge finally couldn't bear it anymore and slapped Eleven in the face.
“You’ve gone too far!”
She didn't use much force in this slap, but it was very crisp and loud.
Unexpectedly, this scene was seen by Cheng Yu and Mo Yuchuan who had just returned. The atmosphere suddenly became frozen and the temperature suddenly dropped to that of an ice cellar.
"Mom, she hit me and it hurts so much!"
When Eleven saw his mother coming back, he rushed over and hugged Cheng Yu.
Eleven was howling loudly, his tears were torn apart, as if he had suffered a great injustice. If you didn't know, you would think that Meng Jiuge had abused him countless times.
Cheng Yu didn't expect that Meng Jiuge would have the courage to hit her son, and her heart was broken.
Cheng Yu said sadly: "Mo Yuchuan, look at your son's face, it's all red. I know your family can't tolerate us mother and son, so we'll just leave. Why do you have to hurt a child who knows nothing behind his back like this..."
Hearing the woman say this and his son's noisy crying, Mo Yuchuan became more and more upset. His expression became extremely scary and he glared at Meng Jiuge angrily.
"Why don't you even let a child go!"
"I, I didn't. He was the first to do it..."
"Get out!"
"What did you say?"
"Get lost! We in the Mo family don't need a vicious woman like you. Don't make me say it again!"
Mo Yuchuan's roar was deafening, causing Meng Jiuge to stagger in disbelief.
In the past three years of marriage, no matter how many beautiful women had passed by, Mo Yuchuan had never said such harsh words to her or driven her away. Now it seems that he really hated her.
But, didn't he even give her a chance to explain?
Yes, no matter what Eleven did, he was just a child after all, at the age of being naughty, and it was harmless for him to do something. But she happened to beat Eleven, and Mo Yuchuan happened to see it. She couldn't wash herself clean even if she jumped into the Yellow River.
She couldn't help but her eyes turned red, she felt as if her heart was torn apart, and she ran out of the door with tears streaming down her face.
"Mo Yuchuan, I hate you!"
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