"I have an appointment tonight, so I won't be eating at home. You guys can make something to eat. If you don't want to cook, go out and eat. Come back and ask me to reimburse you."

Because they were going to have lunch at Pei's house, Zhao Dafa simply gave the nanny a day off.

“Thank you, Dad!”

After watching Zhao Dafa's Xiali car drive away, Zhou Hui lowered her head and told her daughter, "Xiao Wen, you see, as long as your uncle Zhao is happy, we will have a good life."

Liang Xiaowen nodded heavily.

…

Two days later in the afternoon.

"Brother, where are you going?"

Seeing Zhao Yun about to go out with a basketball, Liang Xiaowen, who was sitting on the sofa watching TV, immediately ran over.

"What do you care about me? Go watch your TV!"

Zhao Yun put on his sneakers and went out.

Liang Xiaowen was not discouraged by Zhao Yun's bad temper, and followed him out the door like a little tail, "Brother, are you going to play with Pei Ziheng? I'll go with you."

As he said this, he took the basketball that Zhao Yun had placed in the basket and held it in his arms.

Although Zhao Yun was impatient, he didn't say anything.

If he didn't take Liang Xiaowen out to play, Liang Xiaowen would go to his father to complain and he would be scolded again.

Riding his bicycle, Zhao Yun went to Pei's house first.

"Pei Ziheng!"

Seeing Liang Xiaowen sitting in the back seat of Zhao Yun's car with a bright smile on her face, Pei Ziheng curled his lips slightly.

Liang Xiaowen was a little flattered.

Pei Ziheng had always ignored her, but today he actually smiled at her.

On the way to school, Liang Xiaowen couldn't help but look back at Pei Ziheng from time to time, feeling sweet in her heart.

Pei Ziheng is smart, has good grades, and is good-looking. There is no girl who doesn't want to play with Pei Ziheng, and she is no exception.

…

The school gates are locked during the summer vacation, but this does not pose a problem for Zhao Yun.

With a pack of cigarettes and a bottle of liquor, the gatekeeper let a few people in.

After entering the school, Zhao Yun and his friends dumped their bicycles on the ground and ran to the playground happily chasing the basketball.

Apart from Liang Xiaowen, there were a total of four people playing ball together.

Zhao Yun and Pei Ziheng, plus Zhao Yun's two followers, Xiahou Dun and Liu Chan.

Zhao Yun and Pei Ziheng are in one group, and Xiahou Dun and Liu Chan are in another group.

"Pei Ziheng, pass the ball to me!"

When the basketball was in Pei Ziheng's hands, Zhao Yun moved towards the basket while shouting.

Liang Xiaowen sat on the bluestone slab under the basketball hoop, holding her chin and watching four people play basketball.

Pei Ziheng dribbled the ball while avoiding interceptions from Xiahou Dun and Liu Chan. After noticing that Zhao Yun and Liang Xiaowen's positions overlapped, he decisively raised his hand and threw the basketball over.

"Bang!"

The basketball passed over Zhao Yun's head and hit Liang Xiaowen's head squarely.

Liang Xiaowen screamed and cried without stopping, covering her head.

Zhao Yun cursed the national quintessence, grabbed his hair in annoyance, and was about to go over to coax Liang Xiaowen, but was stopped by Pei Ziheng.

"Go buy some popsicles and use them to cool Xiaowen's forehead to reduce the swelling."

"oh!"

Zhao Yun regarded Pei Ziheng's words as an imperial decree. He turned around and ran out of the school.

Pei Ziheng walked in front of Liang Xiaowen and bent down slightly, "Does it hurt?"

Looking at the boy's face that was too beautiful to be real, Liang Xiaowen didn't have time to react before she heard the boy's cold warning:

"If you dare touch my sister again, I promise the ball that hits you won't be a ball anymore."

…

When Zhao Yun came back after buying popsicles, Liang Xiaowen was no longer on the playground.

"I'm leaving."

Upon learning that Liang Xiaowen had left, Zhao Yun didn't care and distributed the popsicles in his hand to the three of them.

After eating popsicles, they played basketball for a while until the sun set. Then they rode their bicycles home in the twilight.

As expected, Zhao Yun was questioned by Zhao Dafa as soon as he returned home.

"Xiao Wen went out with you, why didn't you think highly of her? Xiao Wen got a big bump on her forehead."

Zhao Yun glanced at Liang Xiaowen who was applying ice to her forehead and snorted, "I didn't ask her to go. She insisted on going with me."

Zhou Hui asked, "Xiaoyun, Xiaowen said Pei Ziheng deliberately hit her with a basketball in order to seek justice for Guoguo. Is that true?"

Zhao Yun sneered, "Bullshit, your shooting is not that accurate, can you hit someone if you want?"

Zhao Dafa felt that what his son said made sense. Even athletes cannot guarantee that they will not make mistakes, let alone an ordinary child.

"Xiao Wen, Ziheng probably didn't do it on purpose."

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"He did it on purpose!" Liang Xiaowen shouted.

Although Zhou Hui also felt that Pei Ziheng should not have the ability to accurately control the basketball to hit people, the injury on her daughter's head was real, and she couldn't help feeling resentful while feeling heartbroken.

"Even if it wasn't intentional, Ziheng from their family hurt Xiaowen, so he should give an explanation."

Seeing that no one believed what she said, Liang Xiaowen was almost going crazy.

"Why don't you believe me? Pei Ziheng threw the ball at me on purpose. He also said that if I bully Guoguo again, he will throw something else at me in the future!"

"I don't."

Pei Ziheng's aggrieved voice came from the door.

The Zhao family looked over and saw Shen Mingzhu leading Pei Ziheng to their door.

Zhao Dafa hurriedly stood up and invited the mother and son to come into the house and sit down, and asked the nanny to make tea.

"Brother Zhao, Sister Zhou, I'm so sorry. I just found out that Ziheng accidentally hit your Xiaowen while playing basketball."

Shen Mingzhu placed the fruits and snacks she brought in front of Zhou Hui, and then asked about Xiaowen's injuries. "Is she seriously injured? How about going to the hospital for a comprehensive checkup?"

"No, it's no big deal." Zhao Dafa replied politely.

"Xiao Wen, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, please forgive me."

Liang Xiaowen did not accept Pei Ziheng's apology, "You hit me on purpose!"

"Auntie Zhou, Uncle Zhao, it was my fault for hitting Xiaowen, but I didn't mean to do it."

Pei Ziheng's pretty little face was full of guilt, his dark eyes were watery, as if he was about to cry in the next second.

In comparison, Liang Xiaowen cried and made a fuss, and was quite arrogant and unyielding.

Zhao Dafa had always liked Pei Ziheng very much, and he only hated that the child was not his own. The balance in his heart immediately tipped towards Pei Ziheng.

"Oh, it's just a small matter. It's inevitable for children to bump into each other when they play together."

This sounds familiar.

Oh, this is what Zhou Hui said when Liang Xiaowen bullied Guoguo a few days ago.

Glancing at Zhou Hui's face that looked like she had swallowed a fly, Shen Mingzhu felt secretly happy.

You will only feel the pain when the knife pierces your body.

Before leaving, Pei Ziheng gave Liang Xiaowen a sinister smile in a place where no one could see.

See, no one believes you.

Liang Xiaowen was so angry that she burst into tears.

…

Although Zhao Yun tried his best to defend Pei Ziheng in front of Zhao Dafa and Zhou Hui, he still had doubts in his heart.

Pei Ziheng is afraid of heat and usually doesn't like to go out, but this time it was Pei Ziheng who took the initiative to suggest playing basketball.

In the study.

Zhao Yun looked up from time to time at Pei Ziheng who was reading seriously across from him, and finally couldn't help but be curious, "Ziheng, let me ask you something."

Pei Ziheng didn't even raise his head, "Liang Xiaowen is right, I hit her on purpose."

Zhao Yun was stunned. (End of this chapter)