In An's backyard, in addition to the various flowers, plants and trees planted by someone who paid a lot of money, there are two dogs locked up in a red house made of wood that looks very suitable for the garden. An Jing's hair was still dripping. As soon as he opened the back door, he felt as if ice had formed on his head, and it was so cold that it was smoking. He "touched" the door in front of him with his chin and sneezed loudly. He hesitated whether it would be better to rush out directly or go back to the room and wrap up his down jacket... But soon, the dog's crazy roaring and whimpering came from the backyard, and he couldn't think about it anymore. He ran all the way to the red house and saw Liang Qiuyi whipping the dog with a special whip. Two teddy dogs were tied up, and Liang Qiuyi whipped them wildly without any danger. The two dogs were whipped one after another by her, and they could do nothing but roar and struggle. In the clean cabin, under the dim light, the human face was blurred by the light, and the big moist eyes of the two dogs looking towards him became more and more clear. After he entered the door, they kept struggling towards him. "mom." An Jing's voice trembled slightly.
Even though he had seen this scene many times, he still couldn't calm down. Closing his eyes, he grabbed Liang Qiuyi's wrist and said, "It's too late. Let's go back and wash up." After being spanked, Liang Qiuyi's anger was almost gone, and her son was the only one who could calm her down. Seeing An Jing's dissatisfied look, she dropped the whip in her hand and gathered the black fur around her body. Her face was finally no longer so ferocious, "Let's go." When mother and son returned to the house from the backyard, they happened to see An Tu, who had changed into brand-name casual clothes and repacked his outfit. Liang Qiuyi trotted forward and grabbed Antu, "It's so late, where are you going?" Antu shook her off impatiently, "A few bosses asked me to discuss something. I'll go meet them." "What are we talking about? We can't talk during the day, but we have to go out in the middle of the night?" Liang Qiuyi's voice became sharp. Antu ran out of the door quickly, "You don't even understand the company's latest cooperation projects." ——"Go to bed early and don't wait for me tonight." An Tu disappeared. Liang Qiuyi looked at the door that slammed shut with an angry expression, "Am I a ghost? He ran so fast." He ran so fast because he was afraid that you would continue to lose your temper. Mother herself knew it. An Jing silently took Liang Qiuyi's arm and led her upstairs, "Mom, I'll accompany you up." Mom was in a bad mood and Dad had to go out in the middle of the night, but he couldn't blame her. Every time my mother was in a bad mood, my father would run outside and wait for her to feel better before coming back. Sometimes for a few hours, sometimes for a few days. At first, my mother would make a fuss, but as soon as she found out that there was a fuss, my father would go out and he would come back. When I went out, my mother followed me. My father was present in every high-end hotel in Jincheng. My mother also became a regular customer in these hotels. She looked around again and again. Over time, the family got used to it. My mother gradually lost the energy to go out and look for her. Liang Qiuyi was wearing high heels. Now she was tired and felt an excruciating pain in her heels. Just as Ye Xiuxiu's figure flashed across the hall downstairs, she gave her an order, "Bring me a pair of slippers." Ye Xiuxiu heard it, but pretended not to hear it. She quickly walked in the opposite direction to the shoe cabinet. Seeing this, An Jing said, "Mom, I'll get it for you." Liang Qiuyi grabbed him and shouted louder, "Ye Xiuxiu."
Ye Xiuxiu was shocked and had no choice but to cover her hands. She turned around and went to the shoe cabinet to grab a pair of Liang Qiuyi's cotton pads and dragged them over. She leaned over and placed them neatly at her feet. Liang Qiuyi proudly raised one of her feet and said, "Help me change my shoes." "Madam." Ye Xiuxiu's face froze and she was stunned for a moment. This is not her job. Moreover, she couldn't help Liang Qiuyi put on her shoes while she was squatting down. It was too insulting. But Liang Qiuyi didn't care if this was Ye Xiuxiu's job. She just felt that she was very disgusted that the servant didn't move when she asked her servant to do it, "Idiot, take off your clothes." Ye Xiuxiu still didn't move. Liang Qiuyi kicked her on the shoulder, "Take off your shoes, don't you know how?" Ye Xiuxiu's shoulder was kicked by a high heel. Her vision went dark and she was kicked to the ground. There was an excruciating pain in her shoulders, and her head was buzzing and dizzy. She had never experienced such an insult. She turned over and wanted to pounce on Liang Qiuyi. If she couldn't beat her to death, she would scratch her face and make this mean woman suffer. But she thought faster. When she was about to get up and pounce on Liang Qiuyi, she saw An Jing. After realizing that she pounced on him now, she would not be able to get any favors from her. Even with Liang Qiuyi's vicious look, she might lock herself up at home and give her a beating, and she would be in trouble when the time comes. She gritted her teeth, sat down on the ground again, lowered her head, endured it in silence, and calmed down. When Liang Qiuyi kicked Ye Xiuxiu, Anjing's breath was stagnant and he couldn't react. When Ye Xiuxiu got up and sat down again, he finally opened his mouth with difficulty, "Aunt Ye, are you okay?" He supported Liang Qiuyi and tried to help Ye Xiuxiu up, but was slapped away by Ye Xiuxiu. Liang Qiuyi had a bad temper and always hit An Ran, but he had never hit An Jing since he was a child. An Jing, who she has never beaten, naturally does not allow others to beat her. With deep anger, Ye Xiuxiu slapped An Jing's arm loudly with all her strength. Liang Qiuyi's eyebrows rose, and she was so angry that she wanted to kick Ye Xiuxiu again, "Ye Xiuxiu, do you dare to hit my son?!" This time, An Jing reacted quickly and stood in front of Ye Xiuxiu, "Mom, stop kicking." There was an obvious accusation hidden in the young man's troubled words. He had tried very hard to accept that his mother would go to the backyard to shoot persimmons and oranges when she was unhappy, but he could not accept her bullying a servant in such a domineering manner. Aunt Ye is a domestic helper, not a slave. He had never seen his mother treat a servant like this before. What happened today?
While An Jing was confused, he let go of Liang Qiuyi. He leaned over and helped Ye Xiuxiu again, "Aunt Ye, I...I will help you up." He wanted to apologize to Ye Xiuxiu, but found that he couldn't say "I'm sorry". 1314