However, he just wouldn't let her have her wish!
He raised his head and pulled the cake to his side in an angry manner.
Seeing this, Yunchu snorted and laughed, then kicked the table over with his long legs, and the cake fell all over Xie Yuche.
Xie Yuche's face was filled with shock and anger: "Thank you! Yun! Chu!"
The boy's face turned red with anger, and Yunchu clapped his hands impatiently: "Oh, this is really fun~"
She stood up and leaned against the wall again, placing the gift box in her hand on the stool where she had just sat.
"Xie Yuche, you keep saying I don't deserve the surname Xie, but do you deserve it?!"
"Your parents died on the way back from going out to celebrate your birthday!"
Her tone was as soft as silk, but every word she said was piercing.
Xie Yuche's hand, which was tidying up his clothes, froze, and his already pale cheeks became even paler. He groaned, as if he couldn't hold back his breath but was forcibly blocking it back.
But the woman opposite him was still saying, "Your parents are dead, and I've taken over your family property, and you still have the mind to celebrate your birthday, Xie Yuche, tell me, are you a slut?!"
"You said, their son, whom they loved with all their heart, was ordered around like a dog by his adopted daughter. How do you think they feel in the underworld?!"
Xie Yuche shook his head, but unconsciously met her eyes. She suddenly smiled, disdainful but arrogant, and he seemed like a ridiculous dirty thing in front of her.
Xie Yuche held his head, avoiding her gaze, and begged bitterly: "Stop talking! I beg you to stop talking!"
But the person on the other side felt that this was not enough and continued to speak harshly: "You want me to stop talking? Fine, if you kneel down and beg me, I will shut up, how about that?"
What did she say to make him kneel down and beg her?
He raised his eyes and met the face that seemed to be waiting for a good show, but Xie Yuche's thoughts were pulled back to that afternoon many years ago.
Since he was ten years old, his father had become increasingly strict with him, but he never understood why his father had to do things he didn't like.
He went against his father until he angered him and was punished by being made to kneel for an entire afternoon.
But it happened to rain that day. The mother kept pleading with the father, but the father was determined to teach him a lesson.
He still remembered his father's angry roar.
"He's already ten years old! When I was his age, I was already learning about company matters!"
"Asking him to learn Sanda is like asking him to die! How can he inherit the Xie family with his character?! How can he compete with Xie Ze and his group of old foxes?! How could I, Xie Chuan, have such a useless son?!"
That day, the sound of rain, his father's angry voice, and his mother's pleading voice mixed together, and Xie Yuche began to think about the meaning of his coming into this world.
He wondered if his father didn't love him at all.
The rain flowed down his collar and his whole body was swept by the cold rain.
But the rain stopped soon. He looked up and found that it was not the rain that stopped, but Xie Yunchu who had participated in the competition had returned.
She squatted beside him, holding a small umbrella in her hand, and asked him gently, "Little A'che, why are you being punished to kneel again?"
Seeing her, Xie Yuche cried out in grievance, and he shouted: "Dad doesn't love me at all. He keeps forcing me to learn things I don't like!"
He threw himself into her arms, and his wet clothes soaked through her delicate little dress.
She comforted him and then went into the house.
Less than three minutes later, she came out again, "Okay, let's go in. Kneeling on the ground doesn't look like a man!"
But his stubborn temper came back, and he refused to get up out of spite. Seeing this, she knelt on the ground with him and said, "If you want to kneel, then I'll accompany you. I won't let little Ache kneel alone."
He was anxious. He was wearing pants and his knees hurt even when he knelt on the ground. She was wearing a skirt, so her knees must be in more pain than his.
Not only was he anxious, he also chose to compromise.
The girl's plan succeeded. She acted like an older sister and patted his head: "Okay, don't cry. No matter what happens in the future, I'll always be here for you!"
He raised a bitter smile. With her around...
What an ironic three words!
He met her gaze again and said slowly, "Okay!"
Yunchu's face froze, a huge question mark popping up above her head. Was her male protagonist so spineless that he agreed to this?!
Before she could say anything, she saw Xie Yuche pounce on her with all his strength.
???
Where did you agree to kneel down?
Xie Yuche was trembling all over. Yunchu struggled twice, but Xie Yuche was angry. She had been training him every day for the past three years, and she had an injury on her hand, so there was no way she could struggle free.
Her face was cold and her tone was angry: "Get up!"
Xie Yuche smiled. He adjusted his posture, pressed the person under him, and held her wrists tightly with both hands.
A look of pain flashed across Yunchu's face, and the disdainful and arrogant expression on his face collapsed in that instant. His attention was completely taken away by Xie Yuche's pinched wrist, and he had no time to care about Xie Yuche's expression at all.
It really hurts!
"Xie Yuche, I'm asking you to get up!"
Xie Yuche, however, simply laid on top of her: "This way, sister won't continue to say those nasty things!"
He observed her expression and saw that her forehead was covered with cold sweat.
She was half-hearted, with a slightly painful expression, as if she was reluctant but also willing.
He sneered: "Isn't my sister very powerful? How come she can't even break free from me?"
"Or..." He loosened one hand, his eyes showing a strange calmness, "Sister, when someone is suppressing you like this, you also have this expression. Are you used to it?"
One of Yunchu's hands was released, and it was the uninjured hand. Looking at the pale but surprisingly strong boy in front of her, she took a deep breath and hit Xie Yuche on the neck without saying a word.
The other hand was finally released. She rubbed it quickly, looked at the boy on the ground twice more, and sighed helplessly.
If I meet him, I'll lose my life here!
She pushed open the door and found He Jiaojiao squatting beside her, looking pitiful with tears in her eyes.
Yunchu felt even more helpless.
Do you think He Jiaojiao is a white lotus?
No, she is really stupid.
She's a real little white flower, the kind that will cry if you scold her.
"The kitchen has cooked porridge. Bring him a bowl later."
He Jiaojiao then sniffed her nose, looked at Yunchu, and said "隩" with a nasal tone.
After she finished speaking, she lowered her head and walked happily towards the kitchen.
Looking at her like this, Yunchu only felt more tired.
Halfway through her walk, she resigned herself to turning back to Xie Yuche's room, rummaging through He Jiaojiao's bag, and replacing the ointment that He Jiaojiao had bought.
Xie Yuche was angry with her and refused to eat the food she prepared for him, and starved himself for three days.
Eating cake on an empty stomach will cause diarrhea and stomachache. I haven't eaten much these days. If I eat this cake, I will definitely end up in the hospital.
She returned to her room, looked at her swollen wrist, and then called her family doctor.
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