Chapter 1166 Who Is the Little Bastard?

"My aunt for life?"

Xiaojie couldn't help laughing at Jian Yiyun's words.

"Lady Jian, it's not that I don't call you aunt for the rest of your life, but if my uncle doesn't let you be her wife for the rest of your life, what can I do about it?"

"You..." Jian Yiyun was immediately too angry to answer Xiaojie's question.

But little jie was as eloquent as a little adult:

"Also, when it comes to upbringing, I think auntie, you should see if you have upbringing first. This is not where you come from. Why are you running to the entrance of the courtyard and making such a fuss?"

"Damn. Little bastard, are you putting a face on your nose?"

Jian Yiyun immediately became furious, one hand on his waist, the other pointing at Xiaojie and scolding:

"What are you? A man who doesn't even have a father doesn't even know which wild man your mother is pregnant with. How dare you teach her a lesson..."

"Snap!"

A sharp stick hit Jian Yiyun's face, which was hit by a small stick picked up by the angry Xiaojie.

"Reverse, reverse, all reverse!"

Jian Yiyun shouted loudly:

"Even if this bastard doesn't know to respect his elders, he still dares to fight with them. Today, I won't teach you a good lesson on behalf of huiting. I won't be called Jian Yiyun!"

As Jian Yiyun spoke, he grabbed the stick from Xiaojie's hand and hit him on the head.

"Xiaojie!"

Jiang Nuan exclaimed. He ran up, grabbed Xiaojie, and turned around.

Xiaojie split the stick in Jian Yiyun's hand, but Jiang Nuan didn't throw it away as soon as she turned around, and the stick hit her on the back.

"Madam!"

Alan shouted, and the security guard standing in the pavilion ran out and quickly grabbed the stick from Jian Yiyun's hand.

Jiang nuan's teeth trembled in pain, and her face turned pale in an instant. She turned around and stared at Jian Yiyun, who had been stripped of the stick.

"I'm teaching that little bastard a lesson. I'm not going to hit you."

Jian Yiyun looked at Jiang Nuan's angry face and quickly explained,

"You have to bear it for her, and I can't help it."

Before Jiang Nuan could say anything, Xiaojie had already broken free of her hand and then pounced on Jian Yiyun with extreme anger on his face.

Jian Yiyun was startled by Xiaojie's actions and quickly backed away, but her high heels didn't move fast. Xiaojie ran up and grabbed her wrist and put it to her mouth to bite.

Since he was a child without a father, Xiaojie could not touch the pain in his life. No matter how optimistic the child was, the pain without a father was still a wound he could not avoid.

The Wenren Jia never talked about his father in front of Xiaojie as if everyone thought he was normal without a father.

However, this Jian Yiyun didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and repeatedly mentioned in front of Xiaojie that Xiaojie was a wild seed, and said that hui ting had not taught her children well.

"Ah--"

Jian Yiyun was bitten by Xiaojie and cried out in pain, raising his other hand to hit jie on the head.

"Stop!"

Jiang Nuan gave a loud cry, and Jian Yiyun's hand was caught by the security guard, standing in the air without a chance to fall.

"Little bastard, little bastard!"

The furious jian yiyun was controlled by the security guard, but she raised her foot and kicked Xiaojie in the stomach.

"Xiaojie, let go of her wrist."

Jiang Nuan came over to persuade Xiaojie, and the security guard kicked Jian Yiyun twice before she stopped kicking Xiaojie.

Jiang Nuan took Xiaojie to one side and found that his teeth were clenched to death, and his eyes were staring at Jian Yiyun like sharp swords.

Obviously, the words "Bastard" were the last words Xiaojie wanted to hear.

"Well, how dare you hit people in broad daylight?"

Jian yiyun pointed at Jiang Nuan and shouted,

"Aren't you the hostess of the Wenren Jia? How do you manage the servants? I just came to wait for my son and daughter-in-law, and you actually let little bastard and security guard beat me up and bite me. Is this how the hostess of the Wenren Jia acts? Huh?"

Jiang Nuan knew that Jian Yiyun was very quarrelsome, and she was not in the mood to quarrel with anyone, so she did not intend to pay attention to her noisy posture.

So, she looked at the angry Jian Yiyun and said faintly:

"If you like to bark, just bark at the door. I don't care. If the Management office asks, I'll just say it's a wild dog."

After Jiang Nuan said this, he took Xiaojie and turned to walk into the hall door. He did not look back at Jian Yiyun, who was standing at the courtyard door with a red and white face.

And Jian Yiyun was really angry, because Jiang Nuan actually said she was a wild dog.

"Gu Nuan, if you can, stand with me and tell me everything."

Jian yiyun stood at the entrance of the courtyard and shouted,

"Who's a wild dog? Ah, who are you scolding? Huh?"

Jiang Nuan pretended not to hear Jian Yiyun's question, took Xiaojie's hand and walked into the hall door, then asked Ah Ying to close the hall door, and at the same time, closed all of Jian Yiyun's words outside the door.

"Madam, are you all right?"

Ah Ying hurried over, rubbed Jiang Nuan's back and asked softly:

"Madam, are you hurt on your back?"

Jiang Nuan straightened his back, shrugged his shoulders, and said,

"I don't think there's any skin damage. It's just a pain in my back. I think it's red."

"What about your abdomen?"

Ah Ying asked with concern:

"Madam, do you feel anything wrong with your stomach?"

Jiang Nuan took a closer look and shook his head.

"It's nothing different now. After all, the stick landed on his back and was still a little far from his abdomen."

Hearing what Jiang Nuan said, ah ying was relieved and said quickly:

"Yes, the stick fell under your shoulder, far from your abdomen. If it landed on your waist, it might be troublesome."

Jiang Nuan nodded and quickly started talking about Xiaojie's clothes to check his lower abdomen because Jian Yiyun lifted her high heels and kicked Xiaojie in the abdomen.

"Xiaojie, do you feel uncomfortable there?"

Jiang nuan saw that Xiaojie's lower abdomen was only a little red, and there was no swelling, no signs of skin damage, so she quickly asked.

"No,"

Xiaojie shook his head, looked at Jiang Nuan, and said softly:

"Sister-in-law, don't run up like that in the future. I'm a man. I should block the knife and stick for you. Where can you block it for me? It should be me protecting you, not you protecting me."

Jiang Nuan smiled with relief and praised him quickly.

"We, Xiaojie, have grown up. We all know that men should protect women. It seems that we will soon become men."

Xiaojie smiled at Jiang Nuan's words and blushed, "I wish I could become a man soon so that I could protect my sister-in-law."