Time moved faster and faster.

It was almost the middle of May. There were only ten days left until June. Next month was Xiao Li and Bruce’s wedding…

Of course, June was also when Ji Yinbing and Yan Nuo held their wedding.

Yan Nuo’s new house had been decorated. Ji Yinbing planned to move out of the apartment and move into her new house. She had lived in the apartment for many years and had many things, so she called Zhuang Long.

“I’m moving today. Are you free? Can you help me move?” Ji Yinbing asked Zhuang Long as she packed her things.

When Zhuang Long picked up the phone, he was in the laboratory. The third simulation uterus had failed, and Zhuang Long and Ji Yinbing were developing the fourth simulation uterus. One day, they would succeed. After hanging up the phone, Zhuang Long recorded the data before leaving.

He rented a small van that could fit many things. Zhuang Long drove himself to Ji Yinbing’s house. He parked the van below Ji Yinbing’s house and took the elevator upstairs.

Ji Yinbing’s house was on the sixth floor. This building only had two floors of residents.

Ji Yinbing’s house was on the right. The neighbor opposite her was a young couple with a young daughter. Zhuang Long pressed the doorbell and waited for Ji Yinbing to open the door. He heard the door behind him click. Zhuang Long looked back.

He saw a little girl with braids. The little girl was cute and beautiful and wore a small white dress. She stood at the door and looked at Zhuang Long curiously.

Zhuang Long also looked at her and thought to himself, “This should be the pitiful little girl whose parents are always arguing.”

He gave the poor thing a friendly smile.

The little girl called him uncle.

Zhuang Long asked her, “How old are you?”

She said, “Seven years old.”

The little girl was smaller and looked like she was five years old. Zhuang Long nodded. At this moment, the door behind him opened. Ji Yinbing leaned out and saw Zhuang Long leaning sideways, so she looked behind him. When she saw the little girl, Ji Yinbing smiled and asked her, “Mo Li, have you had lunch?” When she spoke to the child, Ji Yinbing’s tone was no longer cold.

Mo Li shook her head. “Mom’s doing it now,” she said.

Mo Li was about to walk out to play with them when a man’s curse suddenly sounded behind her. “Get in! I’ve told you many times not to talk to strangers!” Little Mo Li trembled in fear. She looked at Ji Yinbing and Zhuang Long timidly before returning to the house and closing the door.

Zhuang Long entered Ji Yinbing’s house and asked Ji Yinbing, “Has that man always spoken like this?” It was not right to speak so roughly to his seven-year-old daughter.

Ji Yinbing nodded. “This family often quarreled. Her father is more controlling.”

Zhuang Long nodded and did not say anything else.

After all, this was someone else’s family matter.

He helped Ji Yinbing pack her things. Ji Yinbing had a lot of things that could only be packed in more than ten storage bags. “I’ll help you carry them down first. Check again and don’t leave anything behind.”

“Okay.”

Zhuang Long carried a big bag downstairs. He placed his things in the car and locked it before going upstairs. The moment he walked out of the elevator, he heard Ji Yinbing’s neighbour’s family arguing.

The couple was arguing so fiercely that Zhuang Long heard the sound of things hitting the ground and wall.

He frowned.

Ji Yinbing dragged a bag to the corridor and said, “I’ve dragged everything out. I’ll go down and guard it. You carry it.”

“Okay.”

In the house, the little girl’s scream suddenly sounded. She screamed and roared in English, “Daddy! Mommy! Can you stop arguing…”

“Shut up!” It was the voice of little Mo Li’s father.

Little Mo Li fell silent for a moment before suddenly crying.

Zhuang Long and Ji Yinbing looked at each other. Ji Yinbing said, “Call the police.”

Zhuang Long nodded.

Ji Yinbing took out her phone and was about to call the police when Little Mo Li’s mother’s scream suddenly sounded in the house. She shouted, “Mo Li!”

Little Mo Li’s cries suddenly became shrill.

This was not just crying. She seemed to be injured.

Without a word, Zhuang Long walked past Ji Yinbing and arrived at the door. He flew up and was about to kick the door open…

“I’ll do it,” Ji Yinbing said.

Zhuang Long obediently moved aside.

Ji Yinbing used to train with Xiao Fengyi and the rest. She had always been very skilled. She only kicked the door of little Mo Li’s house twice. The two of them walked into the house together and saw that Mo Li was injured. Her forehead was bleeding from the cup.

The family was still fighting when the door was kicked open. They only turned their heads to take a look before continuing their argument.

Mo Li’s mother hugged Mo Li and denounced Molly’s father. “You bastard! How dare you hit the child! I want to divorce you!”

“Bitch!” Molly’s father flew into a rage out of humiliation. “How dare you divorce me? Bitch, I’ll beat you to death!” He rushed over to hit Molly’s mother.

Mo Li hugged her mother and screamed.

Zhuang Long responded and kicked the man. The man did not expect Zhuang Long to suddenly attack and was kicked two steps back by Zhuang Long before his waist hit the table. Mo Li’s father’s expression changed and he targeted Zhuang Long.

Ji Yinbing protected Mo Li and her mother behind her and took out her phone to call the police.

After the call, she walked to Zhuang Long’s side and pressed Mo Li’s father onto the table. Zhuang Long was filled with anger. He tilted his head and said to Mo Li with a deep gaze, “Come here!”

Molly stopped crying. She stared blankly at Zhuang Long, not daring to make a sound.

Zhuang Long raised his voice and said, “Little Mo Li, come here and pick up the cup on the ground. Do the same to your father! An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. Only then will he know how scary you are.”

Mo Li, Mo Li’s mother, and Ji Yinbing were stunned.

Ji Yinbing reminded Zhuang Long, “Zhuang Long, don’t be like this.”

Zhuang Long turned a deaf ear to her reminder. He suddenly roared at Molly, “Coward! You don’t even have the courage to take revenge. How can you protect your mother!”

Mo Li burst into tears from Zhuang Long’s roar.

Zhuang Long was in a bad state, and Ji Yinbing realized it. Not knowing why Zhuang Long suddenly became so violent, Ji Yinbing could only roar at Zhuang Long, “Zhuang Long! Shut up! Do you know what you’re doing! You’re teaching a child to commit a crime!”

The word crime completely woke Zhuang Long up.

He came back to his senses and stared blankly for a while.

What was wrong with him?

How could he instigate a seven-year-old child to commit a crime!

He looked up stiffly and saw little Mo Li hiding in her mother’s arms, looking at him fearfully. He opened his mouth, his throat and mouth dry. Zhuang Long’s lips moved a few times before he apologized to little Mo Li. “I’m sorry, sweetheart.”