Many years ago, she had some history with Feng Yunan’s father, Feng Sheng, but that was all in the past.

After Feng Yunan took over the Fengtian Group, he went through a series of drastic changes and pushed the company to a new peak.

But that was not what she was concerned about. What she was concerned about was: [Does he love you?]

A trace of bitterness flashed across Qiao Ruoxi’s eyes. She twisted her fingers and pretended to be very happy. “Mom, Feng Yunan and I are truly in love. He is very good to me. His grandfather also likes me very much.”

Su Hui nodded. [That’s good.]

As a mother, she had no other wishes. All she wanted was for her daughter to find happiness.

The next weekend, the two children did not need to go to school. Qiao Rongjing and Jiang Yan’s son, Su Jixiang, went out to play.

After taking care of her mother’s breakfast, Qiao Ruoxi took her medicine and went out to buy groceries.

However, before she could enter the house, she heard Qiao Rongjing’s cries coming from the yard.

Qiao Ruoxi stepped into the courtyard and saw Su Jixiang standing there. Her nose was bleeding and her face was covered in blood.

Jiang Yan was teaching Qiao Rongjing a lesson. “You little bastard, look at how much blood you’ve lost from beating up Ji Xiang. Huh? I’ve always been so good to you. You ungrateful thing, even hitting your cousin. See if I don’t teach you a lesson today.”

Slap! Slap!

Jiang Yan slapped Qiao Rongjing several times.

The vulnerable Qiao Rongjing fell to the ground.

“It wasn’t me. I didn’t hit him. He fell down by himself.”

Qiao Rongjing did not forget to defend himself.

“You still don’t want to admit it? Ji Xiang is my darling. I haven’t even laid a finger on him since he was born. You little bastard, you actually dared to hit him. You even lied after hitting him? If Ji Xiang said you hit him, then you hit him. You little brat, you must be tired of living.”

Jiang Yan hit him with the broom, each hit harder than the last.

Her mother, Su Hui, kept trying to beg for mercy, but it was useless. In order to protect the child, she could only throw herself onto the ground and protect Rong Jing with her body.

Jiang Yan hit them hard and broke the broom, but it was still not enough to vent her anger.

“Stop!”

Qiao Ruoxi ran in and pushed Jiang Yan away immediately. She also threw herself over to protect her mother and brother. “Stop hitting them. If you hit them again, they will die.”

As soon as Jiang Yan saw the blood on her son’s face, her heart was filled with hatred. She saw a stool by his feet and without thinking, she grabbed it and wanted to throw it at them.

Qiao Ruoxi closed her eyes and protected her mother and brother.

She thought that she would not be able to escape the pain today. However, she only heard a groan and did not feel the pain that she had expected.

Qiao Ruoxi opened her eyes and turned her head slightly. When she saw who was protecting them, she was shocked speechless.

Feng Yunan.

How could it be Feng Yunan?

The stool in Jiang Yan’s hand fell and shattered into pieces, but she realized that she had hit the wrong person.

‘Who is this man who suddenly dashed in?’

Feng Yunan stood up and straightened his back. His whole body was covered with a layer of hostility.

A dull pain came from his back and the man’s frown deepened.

Fortunately, he had blocked the stool in time. Otherwise, how could Qiao Ruoxi’s small body stand it?

“Who are you? Who said you could poke your nose into our business?”

Jiang Yan stared at the man’s back curiously. Just looking at his tall back, she found it quite intimidating.

Feng Yunan turned around and stared daggers at Jiang Yan.

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