ion.This is insane!He muttered a curse under his breath as he pulled away from her lips. She narrowed her long eyes, her cheeks flushed from lack of oxygen, her mouth agape and unable to close from h...Du Caiyi's anger surged. Seeing Rong Hengduo actually raise his head and glare at her, she raised her hand and slapped him again. Her long nails scraped across his delicate face, leaving a red mark and a thin streak of blood that oozed out slightly. Rong Hengduo didn't cover his face; he just tightened his lips and continued to stare at her with wide eyes, growling.

"Don't you talk about my mother!"

Du Caiyi snorted angrily. "I insist on saying it, do you think you're someone important You tell me to keep quiet and I will Your useless mother has done nothing good for my family's Qikeng. Instead, she has only pushed him back. Ever since Qikeng married her, he's been unlucky. He had a stable home but Rongling took it away from him. Your mother is a jinx, she ruined my family's Qikeng and gave birth to you, another unlucky son..."

"Don't you dare say anything about my mother!" Yong Hengduo roared, his eyes starting to gleam with animalistic rage.

Du Caoyi didn't care; she was just an eight-year-old child, and he wasn't worth her attention.

“What are you yelling at me for!” She slapped him again. “If it weren't for your mother being such a loser and so useless, how could our family have lost the position of head How could we have been defeated and reduced to the position of managers, losing all our power Later, if it weren't for your useless mother, who couldn't even control her own husband, how could Qikeng collude with the He family How could he be seduced by He Ya How could he, despite already being the head of the family, have been pulled down from that position and finally die tragically in a foreign land! Your unlucky mother, she's a scourge who brought you into this world, and you are just the second scourge!”

"I said, no talking about my mom!" Young Dong clenched his tiny fists.

Du Caiyi saw this and let out a cold snort. "What, are you going to hit someone Oh, then go ahead, hit me right in the face, and let the people of the world see clearly what it means to be 'filial' to one's grandmother."

Rong Hengdu was panting heavily, gasping for breath, not moving!

Du Caiyi laughed sarcastically. "Why aren't you fighting Aren't you very capable Go ahead, fight!"

Rong Hengduo's eyes turned red, he was forced to do this!

There's no grandma who would pressure her own grandson like this!

Ke Du Cai Yi could be even more ruthless. Her heart turned black when she dealt with Rong Fei Wu's one woman after another. When Rong Ling appeared, it narrowed; when Rong Ling took the position of the head of the family, it became even narrower; when her son fell into disgrace, it twisted; and after her son died, it went mad!

"You're a coward!" she said, her eyes filled with disgust. "You're such a lackey, despised by everyone. It must feel good to cling to Rong Ling and Lin Meng's legs, being their dog, right It must feel good to be their lapdog. You're ungrateful scum! Your own father was killed by those two scumbags, and you still grovel for them to take you in, kneeling before them, making a spectacle of yourself for everyone to see. You're laughingstock! Those two are despicable, but you're even more despicable than them, so low that you're not even as good as a dog!"

Tears, finally, burst from Rong Hengduo's eyes.

Though he was strong, he was still just a child, an orphan longing for family. Du Caiyi had been wrong before, but he had endured it all because she was his only grandmother, one of the few relatives he had left in the world. But when he tried so hard to maintain this familial bond, to compromise and endure, his family cruelly mocked him, insulted him, beat him, even his beloved mother was dishonored. He couldn't bear it, he just couldn't!

He can be insulted by anyone, belittled and called worse than a pig or dog. But don't let his family do it, no, please don't...

Tears, once the dam is broken, are hard to control and flow freely.

Du Caiyi felt a surge of anger at the sight, but instead of pity, she only felt a strange sense of pleasure, an indescribable joy.

Now, you feel hurt, right But have you ever thought about me The pain in my heart is far heavier than yours!

“Who are you putting on this show for!” she exclaimed, jabbing his forehead with a scornful finger. “I’m not your family, your real family is Rong Ling and Lin Meng. You should go cry to them! You heartless thing, all these years, you’ve only ever given me the cold shoulder. I'd rather raise a dog than you. A dog at least knows how to guard my door and listen to my commands to bite people! What about you You can’t even handle small tasks! I told you how important this matter with Aunt Gu was, how it concerns your very future, but you pretended to understand nothing and lied to me! Where do you think you got the nerve to treat me like your grandmother You let outsiders scheme against me, and you, you ungrateful wretch!”

When it came to the pain, Du Caiyi's anger erupted like a volcano, spewing from her core. Thinking about her clansmen's lack of face this morning, Rong Fei Wu's humiliation of her, and her aunt's disregard for their past and betrayal, her mind "buzzed" as if something had exploded, everything becoming chaotic. All that was left was anger, resentment, and hatred!

Raising both arms, she didn't hesitate to punch Rong Hengduo, beating him while cursing. She vented all her resentment towards others onto Rong Hengduo.

Rong Hengduo silently shed tears, silently endured. A pair of eyes that had once seemed so clear and bright, shimmering with a cold light like stars, were now utterly dim, as if clouds had covered the entire night sky. He clenched his fists tightly, biting his lip, preventing himself from letting out even a groan.

Hit it, hit it. He saw through it all, everything. Things you shouldn't have expectations for, from the beginning, you should just let go of them. Some things, once laid bare at the start, shouldn't be foolishly chosen to deceive yourself, or foolishly try to salvage and make up for. Because some things simply aren't worth it. Uncle is right, when you need to give up, just give up. Grasping too tightly is simply self-inflicted suffering, utterly absurd. It was his fault, it was his fault...

Rong Hengduo endured Du Caixin's punches, grabs, and scratches without putting up any resistance. He silently bore her insults while tears streamed down his face, allowing the last vestiges of his foolish fantasies and feelings to wash away along with the salt-laden, bitter tears.

Du Caixin had fought and scolded, she was tired, panting heavily and stopped. Rong Hengtuo, on the other hand, was also tossed around by her like a lost dog. His hair was pulled out in clumps like a chicken coop, his face scratched raw as if bitten by a cat, his exposed arms and legs twisted and torn as if gnawed by dogs, his clothes were in disarray as if he had escaped from a refugee camp.

Du Caiyi was stunned for a moment before realizing the extent of what she had done!

This was her first time doing something so crazy!

This is her grandson, she beats him, that's just natural! When she was little, she saw the maid at home beat her son much worse than this, she used a stick. How can this compare to that!

When she thought about it this way, she didn't feel guilty anymore!

And, after beating him up like that, she felt much better in her heart. She thought that this ungrateful grandson was so disrespectful and took advantage of her, he deserved to be punished like this! If he wasn't good in the future, she would beat him again!

A seed with a tendency for domestic violence was planted in her heart, and she didn't even realize it!

She raised her hand, smoothed down her messy hair, and adjusted her clothes. She even took out her bag, pulled out a makeup mirror, glanced at her face, touched up her makeup, and then coldly said ——

"Go home!"

She still had some shame left, beating her own grandson into this state. Naturally, she couldn't let anyone see him like this. The afternoon lesson couldn't continue, and Rong Ling's place was out of the question for now. They would rest for a day and revisit things tomorrow.

She was calculating this way in her heart, opened the car door, went around to the front, and got into the car, taking the driver's seat. Just as she fastened her seatbelt, Rong Hendu suddenly pushed open the car door, which he had already quietly pulled open a bit, and leaped out with all his might.

“Bang bang!” Du Caiyi couldn’t believe her eyes. She shouted loudly, but Rong Hengduo was gone in a flash like a rabbit, leaping far away. His appearance immediately drew the attention of many passersby, and several people turned their eyes to her. One even pulled out his phone and started making a call, as if he were going to report it!

Du Caiyi's heart skipped a beat, her eyelids twitching. The hand that had been resting on the car door quickly retracted. She couldn't go chasing after Duo Duo like this, otherwise, if someone saw her, she would be embarrassed!

Thinking about the child's slow pace, she clenched her teeth and endured her anger. She crouched down and closed the back door tightly before reversing the car out onto the road. Then she stepped on the accelerator and sped after him. But after she turned the corner, where could she see Rong Hengduo's figure

Where did that kid run off to

She frowned, slowed the car down, and strained her eyes to look left and right. After several minutes of searching, she guessed that the little punk might have gotten in a cab and driven away. That seemed quite possible; otherwise, it wouldn't make sense for him to disappear so quickly. The area around the school was known for having plenty of taxis. But where would that little punk go if he got into a cab Would he go to his grandfather’s place or…

Humph!

As soon as Du Caiyi thought of Lin Meng and Rong Ling, she had no fondness for them whatsoever, only hatred!

Well, that dead kid can go wherever he pleases. Rong Fei Wu and the others wouldn't be able to do anything about her. She, as a grandmother, teaching her grandson is perfectly natural. As for Rong Ling and his wife, they better not interfere. If they dare to meddle, she'll make them look bad. Anyway, her last hope—the position of aunt-in-law—was also taken by Lin Meng, so she doesn't need to pretend anymore or endure anything. Whoever makes her uncomfortable, she won't let them have an easy time!

She really threw in the towel!

With a huff, Du Caiyi gave up looking and drove straight home.

To say that this grandmother's heart is truly ruthless, she doesn't even think about what if Rong Hengduo wasn't taking a car. What if he was kidnapped by someone, or something else happened to him Rong Hengduo is only eight years old, how old is that Kidnappers in China are so vicious, utterly heartless and extremely rampant. She really isn't afraid that her grandson will be kidnapped and never come back!

This woman, she's bold and ruthless!

Rong Hengdu hid behind the ice cream freezer, watching Du Caiyi's car disappear around the corner as quickly as it had arrived. His eyes dimmed again. He sniffed and stood up.

"Kids, did the person who caught you leave"

The kindly old man selling ice cream behind him asked. That ragged little boy had suddenly rushed to his face just now, saying that someone was going to catch him and asking him to help hide him. He didn't think twice and agreed, letting him crouch behind the freezer, and he also helped cover for him.

This little guy was beaten like this, and he was crying so miserably. I don't know how cruel the person who caught him would be. The old man said with concern.

"Kid, would you like me to call the police for you"

That's just the old man who sets up a stall on the roadside, and even someone he wasn't very close to, like his boss, cared so much about him. But his own grandmother...

Rong Hengduo felt a moment of heartache and shed two tears. However, he shook his head in refusal.

"Thank you, grandpa. I'm going home now!"

"Oh, alright then. Be careful on your way."

Rong Hengduo let out an "hmm" and walked out. It could be said that he was going home, but where could he go He couldn't go to the family house; his grandmother might still be waiting for him. His grandfather was probably at the company right now, but he couldn't go there either. In this state, he couldn't be seen by his grandfather, nor by the clan members or his relatives. Although he was disappointed in his grandmother, he didn't want her to be blamed because of him. This could be considered the last sliver of compensation for his deliberate concealment this time!

Then, where could he go

Looking around, a feeling of desolation washed over him like a monstrous wave, knocking him down. He told himself not to cry, that crying was a sign of weakness, but tears flowed uncontrollably. At that moment, he had the illusion that "the world is vast yet there's no place for me," an illusion that almost crushed him.

He walked numbly, under the blazing sun. Unconsciously, he stooped, burdened like a frail old man of seventy or eighty. People on the roadside glanced at him, some with curiosity, some with astonishment, and some remained indifferent after looking. Nobody came to ask, because this was simply the society where personal affection had grown increasingly cold.

He walked for a long time, to the point where he no longer cried, but his heart felt dry and parched. When he reached this point, he stopped, tiredly stretched out his small hand, and beckoned for a taxi. A car or two screeched to a halt, quickly pulling up beside him.

"Where are the children going"

He didn't reply. He mechanically opened the back door of the car and got in.

When the car door was shut, it made almost no sound, giving off a weak and lifeless feeling. The driver looked at it uneasily, stood up slightly, and stretched out his long arm to push the car door again. Finding that the car door was tightly closed, he retracted his hand and asked.

"Little ones, where are you going"

Rong Heng muttered a string of words, then turned his eyes away from the person in front of him and looked out the car window.

He saw sympathy in the driver's face, and it pierced his heart!

He is fine, he doesn't need sympathy!

The driver noticed that the child didn't seem willing to talk much, so he didn't try to force his enthusiasm onto him. He stepped on the gas pedal and drove straight to the destination. That place was a villa area, where wealthy families lived. Although this child looked disheveled, the quality of his clothes clearly showed that they were expensive. It was estimated that this child came from a noble family. Children from rich families are different from other children. He wouldn't try to get close to him either, he would just do his best to send this little VIP to his destination.e into his embrace. He held her tightly with one arm around her slender waist.She was in his arms, still crying without any image, as if the world were coming to an end. He didn't say anything to comf...