Chapter 11



The girl originally had deep facial features and beautiful eyebrows and eyes. But because he is young, his skin is as creamy as peeled egg white and his figure is slender, which weakens his heroic appearance.

But when her brows were filled with hostility at this moment, the delicate girlish feeling faded away, and the sense of sharpness was overwhelming.

Everyone in the house was shocked and no one dared to step forward.

But Liang Yingying looked like she was about to die, with her eyes rolling up and her tongue sticking out. Zhang Yansheng looked too scary. As the head of the family, Zhang Huan finally called out, "Yanyan! Yanyan! Let go first!"

Zhang Yansheng also saw that Liang Yingying was about to die, so he withdrew his hand and stood up.

Her anger peaked and she regained her composure. He just stood there and watched coldly, not as excited and noisy as before, but the pressure he gave people was much greater than before.

Liang Yingying covered her throat and took a deep breath, but the large amount of air that entered choked her trachea and she started coughing, "cough cough cough cough".

Zhang Shuocheng was already scared silly. Zhang Huan and Zhang Heling helped her sit up. One of her high-heeled shoes had fallen off, her hair was messy, and she looked disheveled.

She pointed at Zhang Yansheng with a shaking hand. After finally catching her breath, she burst into tears and pulled Zhang Huan to shout, "Your daughter! Your daughter wants to kill me! She wants to kill me!"

Zhang Huan said angrily: "Who told you to talk nonsense!"

After all, she was the one next to me, so charming and beautiful, and I married her home, so I kindly patted her on the back to help her calm down.

Liang Yingying almost vomited blood and cried tremblingly: "I almost died..."

"I won't die." Zhang Yansheng said, "It's not worth sacrificing my whole life for you."

"It's just that I don't want to hear people making noise all the time in this house." She glanced at Zhang Shuocheng and said coldly, "From now on, be quiet."

Zhang Shuocheng shuddered.

His three perspectives were really impacted today.

In his world, as long as his parents are around, he can do whatever he wants, so he has never been afraid of Zhang Yansheng. But today, Zhang Yansheng broke his world and made him think for the first time that his parents were unreliable.

Zhang Yansheng's cold eyes swept over Liang Yingying again: "If you are a bad-mouthed person who can't speak, just shut up! If I hear anything again, you will bear the consequences yourself."

After Zhang Yansheng finished speaking, he didn't even look at these people again and turned around to go upstairs.

Zhang Heling hesitated for a moment, chased after him, ran a few steps, turned around and said, "Dad, you locked Shuo Shuo's game console. He came to steal my game console first today and broke it. Then, while my sister was eating downstairs, he went to my sister's room and stole my sister's game console. My sister caught him on the spot. He has admitted everything. He had already admitted his mistake to my sister, but now he is denying it! He just stole things!"

Liang Yingying grabbed the high heels on the ground and threw them at him: "Shut up!"

Zhang Heling was so scared that he dodged the shoes.

If Liang Yingying had yelled at her like this in the past, she would definitely feel sad and wronged. But today, her emotion didn't seem so strong. In her heart, her mother didn't seem that powerful anymore.

She turned around and ran upstairs.

Liang Yingying started crying again and pulled Zhang Huan: "Say something, look how arrogant your daughter is. How can you treat your elders like this? I am her stepmother after all, right? A stepmother is also a mother!"

Zhang Huan said angrily: "Just shut up. Don't mention this again, you are hurting Yanyan. If you dare to say it, she really beat you, don't cry to me. She has practiced it before, she is a black belt!"

He pointed at Zhang Shuocheng again: "Go, go back to your room. Where's Aunt Wang? Aunt Wang?"

Aunt Wang was hiding in the corridor, looking out from the sidelines. When she heard him shout, she quickly ran out, "Sir, I'm here."

Zhang Huan said, "Take him back to his room and keep an eye on him! How much of his summer homework has he finished? Watch him while he's doing it!"

When Zhang Shuocheng heard about summer homework, his face fell. Aunt Wang went over and pulled him, dragging him left and right up the stairs.

"Go up and wash your face and clean up." Zhang Huan said, "Don't let others laugh at you."

Liang Yingying's skirt was wrinkled, her hair was messy, she had only one shoe on her feet, and her makeup was smudged, she looked horrible.

Liang Yingying was so angry that her face turned pale: "You really don't care?"

"Why should I care? Just mind your own mouth and I won't care about anything. How old is Yanyan? How old are you? Why do you always fight with a child?" Zhang Huan said impatiently.

Liang Yingying was stunned. She was a person who depended on men for a living, and she keenly noticed the subtle change in Zhang Huan's attitude.

She felt a little startled and began to reflect on whether she had become a little too proud after being Mrs. Zhang for several years. She quickly adjusted her attitude and said tenderly and aggrievedly, "Then she can't do it. Look, look, is there a red mark on my neck?"

She pouted and acted coquettishly, and her attitude had obviously softened.

Zhang Huan was fooled by this and actually took a look. He said, "No, no, how strong can Yanyan be? There is no trace at all."

In fact, there are real red marks, and you can see the marks caused by the hands, which is a bit scary. Zhang Huan didn't want to say. Isn't that just giving Liang Yingying a ladder for her to climb up? He coaxed her.

Liang Yingying felt relieved only when his attitude softened.

The reason why Liang Yingying dared to tease, provoke and secretly bully Zhang Yansheng in the past was that she saw that Zhang Huan did not particularly protect Zhang Yansheng, so she became more and more courageous.

Now Zhang Huan's attitude suddenly became subtle, and Liang Yingying instinctively restrained herself.

She sobbed and went upstairs as well.

Zhang Huan finally breathed a sigh of relief. He walked around the hall and went to the second floor.

Both daughters live on the second floor, and the only son lives on the third floor with the couple. Zhang Huan came up and saw that the doors of his daughters' rooms were tightly closed. He went over and knocked on Zhang Yansheng's door: "Yanyan, it's Dad. Yanyan?"

Soon, Zhang Yansheng came over and opened the door. But she stood at the door and had no intention of inviting Zhang Huan in.

"If you're here to speak for your concubine, forget it," she said coldly.

Zhang Huan was once again surprised by Zhang Yansheng's attitude.

In the past, Zhang Yansheng was always full of resentment and hatred. Whenever the topic involves Liang Yingying, she would easily become angry and excited. He couldn't talk to her properly at all.

But she just graduated from junior high school, how come she seems to have grown into a big girl all of a sudden.

Although his expression was a little cold, the intense emotion that was ready to explode at any moment seemed to be gone. This was a huge relief for Zhang Huan.

He kept a mistress outside while his wife was still alive and had illegitimate children with her. This was not a decent thing to do. He is not completely without conscience and he feels somewhat guilty towards his daughter. Zhang Yansheng's emotions will activate this guilt.

But who wants to have a trembling conscience every day? Of course Zhang Huan doesn't want to live in guilt every day. He is nearly fifty years old and just wants to live a leisurely life.

Zhang Yansheng is an adolescent child. She is angry, resentful and hateful. Adolescence magnified these emotions doubly, and Zhang Huan felt that it was becoming increasingly difficult to communicate with Zhang Yansheng in the past two years.

Now that she's older and has figured things out on her own, that's great.

"No." Zhang Huan said with a smile, "She is a rude person, she deserves it, I won't speak for her. Hey, let dad come in, let's have a chat."

Zhang Huan was surprised at the change in Zhang Yansheng, and Zhang Yansheng was also surprised at Zhang Huan's attitude.

As far as she could remember, Zhang Huan had never taken the initiative to communicate with her at this stage. He always looked like he had a headache whenever he saw her and always wanted to escape.

Zhang Yansheng was silent for a moment, then stepped aside and let Zhang Huan in.

Zhang Huan and Zhang Yansheng sat down on the sofa.

"Why are you a little irritable today?" Zhang Huan said, "Although your Aunt Liang is young, she is still an elder. You can't fight with an elder."

Zhang Yansheng raised his eyelids and said, "Liang Yingying wants to be my elder in the next life. You heard what she said. It's just that. She asked for it if I strangled her to death."

Zhang Huan coughed: "She is a person who speaks her mind..."

"If she can't speak, just tell her to shut up." Zhang Yansheng's brows were filled with anger again. "My mother passed away, and she, a mistress, is qualified to talk about it? She is so shameless. If she doesn't want face, don't blame me for not giving her face."

This is not only a disrespect to Liang Yingying, but also a disrespect to Zhang Huan.

Zhang Huan cleared his throat and asked again: "What happened to Shuo Shuo today? He He said he took your game console."

"I gave him a spanking."

"He's young..."

As soon as Zhang Huan said this, he suddenly saw Zhang Yansheng looking at him. Those dark eyes looked dim and seemed full of mockery.

Zhang Huan felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

"Did you know that he is much taller than his peers?" Zhang Yansheng asked.

This is something Zhang Huan is proud of, and he said, "His mother is tall."

"I guess when he reaches junior high school, he will be taller than me," Zhang Yansheng said, "tall and strong, like an adult.

Zhang Huan was happy: "I estimate that he will grow to be over 1.85 meters in the future."

Zhang Yansheng said, "Have you ever thought about what he will look like in the future?"

Zhang Huan said, "He will definitely look like me. There is no ugly person in our family. Your brother will definitely be handsome in the future."

Zhang Yansheng held back his anger and said, "He's only in the first grade, and he dares to steal things."

"Hey, it's your own home, how can you say it's stealing?"

"Taking something without asking is called stealing. I learned this in Chinese studies class in elementary school!" Zhang Yansheng was angry. "Besides, how could he enter my room?"

The topic in the room involved the sensitive territorial consciousness of adolescent girls. Zhang Huan tried to smooth things over: "I'll scold him later."

Zhang Yancheng made it clear that Zhang Huan didn't listen to her at all. He had a son in his middle age and was really doting on Zhang Shuocheng.

He is actually a father who doesn't like to participate in parenting. In the past, Zhang Yansheng's childhood was all about her mother. Her father, Zhang Huan, would only take her out for public appearances after she was dressed up, or when relatives and friends talked about their children, they would mention her academic performance and various awards to show off.

He is the real widow-style parenting.

However, not every wife can raise her children as carefully as Zhang Yansheng's mother.

Zhang Yansheng once heard Liang Yingying point at the noses of her two children and say, "I have found you a rich father, who can let you live in a big house, go to private schools, and be picked up and dropped off by cars. I have done you justice."

For Liang Yingying, her struggle to become "Mrs. Zhang" has already come to an end. There is no need to work harder. She should just enjoy the rest of her life.

As for the children? Isn't there an aunt there? There's someone taking care of her, so there's no need for her to worry.

With such parents, it's a miracle that Zhang Heling didn't grow up wrong.

Where is Zhang Shuocheng?

Adolescent boys have the same height and weight as adults.

When he lifted the female teacher's skirt, Zhang Huan said that he was still young.

When he blocked a female classmate outside the school and molested her, Zhang Huan said that he was still young.

When he finally became the one who raped the woman, Zhang Huan could no longer say the three words "he is still young".

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