Si Yang frowned and stared at him, "Why do I feel like you're not praising me?"
Pei Tingyu stretched out his arm and pulled Si Yang to his side, smiling brightly, "I'm just praising you."
Si Yang frowned and smelled a faint scent of tobacco on him. She frowned and pushed him away.
"Smoking again?"
Pei Tingyu's face froze, and a look of pleading appeared in his eyes. "I only smoked one cigarette, and I won't smoke again."
He had already quit smoking before Si Yang and Yu Bao fell in love, but after returning from a mission, he brought cigarettes with him again.
Si Yang's tone was calm, yet it revealed a firmness that brooked no argument. "If you don't clean up the smell of cigarettes today, don't hold the child. Also...sleep in the guest room tonight."
The dumplings in Pei Tingyu's mouth suddenly lost their flavor. Was he being forced to choose between quitting smoking and quitting his wife?
Then what else is there to choose from? How can cigarettes be as fragrant as my wife?
In the evening, Pei Tingyu washed himself from head to toe with soap several times, and only stopped after making sure there was no smell of smoke.
That night, Si Yang suspected that this bastard had taken out all the energy he had accumulated for a week on her, and he was being more ruthless than ever before.
When she got out of bed the next day, her legs felt weak.
It seems that the training intensity of the troops is still not enough.
For the next week, Yang Daiying didn't come to knock on the door.
Based on Si Yang's understanding of Yang Daiying, she would not give up so easily. The only possibility was that Pei Tingyu really took action against her family.
In the staff quarters of the Health Bureau, Yang Daiying was pointing at his little daughter and scolding her, "You can't even clean the floor. I'd rather raise you than a pig. You're so stupid that you're dying. What's the point of living?"
As she was scolding, she grabbed a broom and hit Liu Ya with it. Liu Ya shrank her neck and silently endured her mother's anger, not daring to say a word, because if she said a word, she would be beaten even more fiercely.
"Bang--" The door was suddenly kicked open, and the door panel hit the wall and bounced a few times. Liu Deming came back with a murderous look on his face.
The air pressure in the room suddenly dropped, and Yang Daiying felt a chill down her spine at the man's gloomy face.
"Old Liu, what's wrong with you..."
"Pa--" Liu Deming slapped Yang Daiying in the face without saying a word.
"You...you hit me?" Yang Daiying asked with red eyes and covering her face.
"Bitch, you actually let your son mess with me. I'm suspended for investigation now. You can just wait to die with me!" Liu Deming's eyes were bloodshot. He grabbed Yang Daiying's hair and dragged her into the inner room.
Yang Daiying felt as if her scalp was about to be pulled off, and a huge panic engulfed her. She cried to Liu Ya for help like a madman, but Liu Ya just looked at her blankly until the door was closed.
Liu Deming beat Yang Daiying with both punches and kicks until her face was covered in blood, but he kept cursing.
Liu Ya listened to the constant begging and cursing coming from the house. She silently ran back to the small room where she lived, which had no light at all, and began to pack her things.
Her intuition told her that this family was about to fall apart...
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