"Doesn't your father care?" Lu Mo didn't know where the nameless anger in his heart came from, and his voice became even colder.
Ye Qingqing thought he was angry, and she felt even more uneasy. But when she heard Ye Zhiguo's name, her anger rose again, and she suddenly wanted to complain to Lu Mo.
“My dad doesn’t like Xiaotong. He prefers those two burdens. Yesterday, Ye Hua led a group of people to bully Xiaotong and even made her pretend to be a dog and crawl between his legs. I was furious, so I beat up all those brats…”
"The mother of that other child came to my house to settle scores, and she even called Xiaotong an idiot. I got furious and started fighting with that shrew... But I didn't lose out; I smashed that shrew's head... I also whipped Ye Hua twenty times with a belt, and she can't get out of bed now..."
"Hmph... Let's see who dares to bully Xiaotong again!"
Ye Qingqing couldn't hold back and blurted out everything on her mind.
Actually, she did it somewhat intentionally. She wanted to show Lu Mo her most authentic self. That's just the kind of girl she is—not kind or gentle, but she's incredibly kind to the people she cares about.
For example, Lu Mo.
For example, Xiaotong.
She would treat them with all her heart.
Lu Mo's heart softened even more; he was deeply moved as he recalled some past events.
He was born posthumously and had never seen his father since birth, only in photographs. Moreover, he was premature, and his mother was so heartbroken when she learned of his father's sacrifice that she gave birth to him in less than eight months.
Therefore, he was frail and sickly from a young age, and was also very thin and small. Lu Qingquan, who was a few months younger than him, was not only a head taller than him, but also more robust.
When he was a child, Lu Qingquan could play with the other children in the compound, but he was often isolated and even bullied. Some children would make fun of him for not having a father, and he would fight with them when he got angry.
But the result was always that he would end up with a bruised and swollen face.
His mother, Lin Shufang, was weak-willed, but she often turned into a shrew for his sake. No matter who bullied him, Lin Shufang would rush to their house to argue and make the adults discipline the child properly. Sometimes, Lin Shufang would even disregard the dignity of adults and personally teach those children who bullied him a lesson.
Lin Shufang looked just like Ye Qingqing now.
They're all so protective of their own!
Seeing that Lu Mo remained silent, Ye Qingqing became uneasy and whispered, "I'm just so angry... I won't fight anymore..."
"What if they still bully Xiaotong?" Lu Mo asked abruptly.
"Beat them to death!"
Ye Qingqing blurted out without thinking, but her heart skipped a beat. This was too unladylike. She had to pretend. Would Lu Mo think she was a barbarian?
well!
Lu Mo's lips involuntarily curved upwards, though the smile was fleeting, it did not escape Ye Qingqing's sharp eyes. She exclaimed in delight, "Lu Mo, you look so handsome when you smile! Don't keep that icy face anymore, smile more!"
Lu Mo quickly suppressed his smile, reverting to his cold expression, but said, "From now on, you'll train with Tie Dan!"
Wounding the enemy by 800 while losing 1000 of your own is utterly terrible!
Ye Qingqing was stunned for a moment before she understood what Lu Mo meant. She looked at him with surprise and delight, "Are you worried about me? I'm very good at fighting, you don't need to worry!"
Could it be that Lu Mo also has feelings for her?
Lu Mo looked at Ye Qingqing's neck sarcastically without saying a word. Ye Qingqing smiled awkwardly, "They're a family of three. I took on all three of them and even cracked their skulls open!"
"Okay... I'll practice boxing from now on, but I want to train with you. You have to teach me!"
Ye Qingqing drew out her words, her voice full of longing and anticipation as she looked at Lu Mo.
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