"We're here! How did we get here so quickly!" Han Chengshan's face was filled with terror, and his whole body was trembling like a leaf. Just thinking about his older sister's "special care" made his hair stand on end.
Han Chengshan clung desperately to the car door, looking as if there was some treasure on it, refusing to get out.
Seeing this, the bodyguard sighed and reached out to pull him down, saying, "Young Master, stop dawdling. You're going to die sooner or later anyway, so just go home!"
The bodyguard was starving; she hadn't eaten all day. All she could think about was getting this troublesome young master home so she could enjoy a delicious meal.
"Sis, please put in a good word for me! My sister listens to you the most!" Han Chengshan looked at the bodyguard sister with pleading eyes.
"Come on, how could I possibly have the ability to make the Second Miss listen to me? You really overestimate me!"
Han Chengshan lingered in front of the car, refusing to go inside. Just then, a car slowly drove up from a distance and stopped right in front of him. The door opened, and the person he feared most got out.
She possessed long, beautiful legs, a slender and graceful figure, and a gentle, delicate face, as beautiful as a fairy from a painting. However, in her hand, she held a gleaming kitchen knife!
"Sister, put the knife down! Let's talk this out. Put the knife down first—" Han Chengshan shouted in terror, his voice sounding like a pig about to be slaughtered.
"Awooooo—"
Han Chengshan let out a pig-like scream as the cleaver slashed at him again and again. Although it was only the back of the blade that was used, the force was astonishing. He could hardly believe that his sister's seemingly weak arms could unleash such powerful strength!
"Sister, it hurts! It really hurts!" Han Chengshan cried out in pain.
"Sister, that's enough! Stop chopping! You're going to break my bones! All I did was not bring you the blanket. You wouldn't kill your own brother over such a small thing, would you?" Han Chengshan tried to defend himself.
"Ha!" Han Rou let out a cold laugh, turned the blade to the side, and slapped Han Chengshan's buttocks hard with the flat side of the knife: "Besides these, do you have anything else to say?"
"Awoooooo—" Han Chengshan's cries became even more pitiful.
"Sister, you can't humiliate me like that! Don't spank me!" Han Chengshan cried out, "Aww—Sister, it's all my fault, tell me what I did wrong, I'll admit it, please don't hit me—"
Han Chengshan was incredibly frustrated. He had thought he was luckier than Tang Shan, at least his grandfather wouldn't beat him, and the kind of thing that happened—being hung from a tree and whipped for three days and three nights—wouldn't happen to him. But he forgot that he had an older sister who was even more ruthless than Tang Shan's grandfather!
If you anger this seemingly gentle but actually incredibly violent older sister, she might hang you up and whip you for three days and three nights, or even ten days and ten nights!
"I'm asking you, why didn't you wait for me at school to walk home together? Where did you go all by yourself?" Han Rou's eyes were icy, and her voice was filled with chill.
Han Chengshan's eyes darted around as he frantically began to concoct a suitable lie in his mind, one that could both deceive his sister and make her stop.
Oh right, didn't I become a hero for saving someone?
"Sister, you really can't blame me! I went to rescue someone! I did manage to rescue them, but my shoes and phone were stolen, and then I went to the police station, which is why I was delayed for so long before I got back," Han Chengshan said, trying to sound calm.
Han Rou's eyes turned cold, and she increased the pressure on her hands again.
The sound of the cleaver slapping against my buttocks was crisp and loud.
"Ouch—Sister, I really didn't lie to you! You can check if you don't believe me. That child's parents even said they wanted to come and thank me! The police even said they'd publish a commendation for me! I'm a great hero who did a good deed and helped others! You don't even commend me, and you even hit me! Is there no justice in this world? Ouch—"
"Sister, how come you've gotten so strong? Please stop hitting me! I'm your own brother! What if you hurt me?"
"You deserve it if you break it! That'll teach you to behave!"
"Grandpa, Grandpa, save me! My sister's gone mad! She's going to kill me!"
When Han Chengshan saw Han Fei get out of the car, he stretched out a hand towards Han Fei, desperately trying to reach him, and shouted for help.
Seeing that his hand was about to touch him, Han Fei slowly took a step back to create distance.
Han Chengshan's eyes were filled with disbelief. His outstretched hand fell limply to the ground as he wailed, "Grandpa, you can't just leave me to die! My sister is going to beat me to death! I'm your most, most, most beloved little third son!"
Han Fei glanced at him casually: "Do you have some misunderstanding about me? I don't remember you being my most beloved little third brother. At least my little third brother wouldn't lie to his older sister."
"Grandpa, I really didn't lie to my sister, I really saved someone! If you don't believe me, you can investigate. You've really wronged me. I didn't go out and cause trouble after school!"
Hua Chi kindly reminded him, "My dear disciple, you did go to save someone, but think back carefully, did you go to save a child who fell into the water, or someone else?"
"This..." Han Chengshan's mind began to struggle: Could it be that Grandpa and his sister already know something? Impossible, my shoes were stolen, and I wasn't on my body. They have no idea where I went!
Han Chengshan took a deep breath and insisted, "I went to save the children who fell into the water. They will come to thank me tomorrow. Anyway, I didn't do anything immoral. I did nothing wrong, and I don't deserve this beating!"
Han Rou sheathed the knife and put it in her bag.
Seeing this, Han Chengshan thought that his sister believed him and decided not to hit him anymore.
Han Rou mentally commanded the artifact spirit: "Give me a spiked club."
The cleaver spirit's voice was eager and excited: "Alright, little cleaver, transform into a little wolf in an instant!"
Han Rou slowly pulled her hand out of her bag, revealing that she was holding something.
"A stick?" Han Chengshan's eyes widened.
But the moment the other end of the stick was completely pulled out of the bag, Han Chengshan screamed: "A spiked club!"
"Sister, I was wrong, I was really wrong!"
Han Chengshan took off running, but dared not go far. He hid about ten meters away from Han Rou and repeatedly bowed to her, saying, "Sister, if you're going to die, at least die knowing why. What did I do wrong? Why do you hit me whenever you see me? You're going to give me psychological trauma!"
He turned to Han Fei and shouted, "Grandpa, aren't you going to do anything about this! My sister is going to hit me with a spiked club, this is no joke. If she hits me, I'll be dead! You'll be burying your child!"
Han Fei calmly wiped his bald head: "Sorry, I don't have any gray hair."
Hua Chi added insult to injury, "My dear disciple, you don't have black hair either."
Han Chengshan touched his bald head, looking miserable: "I clearly did a good deed, why did I get beaten when I got home! Is there no justice in this world?!"
Boom! The thunderclap came at just the right time, startling Han Chengshan.
Hua Chi chuckled, "My dear disciple, your grandfather and sister are both heartless. Perhaps I, as your master, should offer some guidance. Have you ever been to that internet addiction school?"
Han Chengshan's heart skipped a beat.
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