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He clearly remembered Yang Zhi's instructions. With a single slap, Miss Xu was scolded two hundred and ninety-three times. Young Master was scolded ninety-eight times, which added up to a total of three hundred and ninety-one words!

Fatty Chen had a lot of experience in teaching others a lesson. He leisurely slapped Xu Ying's mother, Li Qingfang, with average strength, if not for him having experienced the black fist's arm strength, this woman would probably faint with her face covered in blood after a few slaps.

Pow!

Pow!

Pow!

The clear and crisp slap echoed within the living room. Li Qingfang had initially tried to struggle but her two hands had been held tightly by the two black clothed guards and her legs had also been punched to the point where her joints were numb and she had no strength left in her body. She could only use her mouth to fight, but following Fatty Chen's slap, the curse in Li Qingfang's mouth slowly turned into begging for mercy.

The miserable cries for mercy and relentless slaps made the neighbors around them tremble. They all thought that this cute girl from the neighborhood, who usually didn't talk much, had actually found such a fierce boyfriend.

Even though it was just her stepmother, Old Xu was already dead. He was Old Xu's widow, after all!

Sitting on the sofa, Yang Zhi clearly felt the beauty in his embrace tremble. Looking down, the little girl Xu Ying who was hugging onto his arm looked at her stepmother in a daze. Her two small, tender hands pinched his sleeves.

Looking from the side, the little girl's eyes looked a little reluctant to part, a trace of pity in her eyes, and also hesitation. Yang Zhi sighed, he knew that this was a trial that the little girl wouldn't be able to pass, no matter what that woman did to her, she would still be her father's woman, and would also be her father's widow.

However, Yang Zhi did not plan to casually teach that lady a lesson. When Xu Ying turned to look at her with her mouth agape, her eyes seemed to be preparing to open her mouth and beg for forgiveness. A big hand grabbed onto Xu Ying's slim waist, and touched her smooth waist.

Xu Ying's body trembled as if she had been electrocuted, but when the words were about to reach her mouth, she forcefully swallowed it back. Her exquisite and cute face revealed a resentful expression, and she pouted her lips, as if she was complaining about his flippancy.

Yang Zhi smiled slightly, his face had long ago become as thick as a city wall. He took out his big hand, and while Xu Ying was feeling a little disappointed, he once again held onto Xu Ying's small hand and stood up.

"Girl, go and see what you have to take away.

"Yang Zhi pulled Xu Ying up from the sofa.

"Actually, there's something we have to take away, Uncle," when she heard that Yang Zhi was going to her room, Xu Ying's heart started beating faster. A blush was spreading across her red neck, gradually dyeing her cheeks red.

"I want to see it.

"Yang Zhi obviously knew what Xu Ying was shy about, but he still held Xu Ying's hand and walked towards her bedroom.

Under Yang Zhi's forceful request, Xu Ying was dragged to the bedroom door with hesitation.

Actually, this house had three bedrooms and one living room. Yang Zhi easily recognized that the room with the pink frame hanging on the door should be Xu Ying's bedroom.

"It's really nothing. Uncle, my stepmother probably threw my things away as well.

"When the two of them reached the entrance of Xu Ying's bedroom, the little girl pouted his pink lips and looked at Yang Zhi with resentment with his bright and clear night sky that was filled with stars, attempting to make his last effort.

Yang Zhi reached his hands out to open the bedroom door, and what entered his sight was a room that was filled with the smell of a pink girl. On the cute little bed, there were piles of pink-white patterned sheets.

Not all of them were moved away like the stepmother Xu Ying had imagined, not even a speck of dust was left behind. One must know that Xu Ying had already left home and ran away more than two months ago.

The little girl slowly walked into the bedroom and stared at the room blankly. Yang Zhi closed the door behind him and the two guards stood up to guard outside.

The well-trained guards looked at cattleseed who was sitting on the sofa and the corners of his mouth twitched.

In Xu Ying's bedroom, Yang Zhi was standing at the entrance, sizing up the room and Xu Ying. As for the little girl, Xu Ying, he had already walked to the front of the desk, where the computer was covered with a thin layer of gauze.

"Uncle, do you know?

This computer was my father's birthday present for me at the age of fourteen.

"Xu Ying slowly sat on a pink colored chair, placed both hands on the table and recalled her past here.

Her eyes gradually turned red, and a layer of mist circulated in her eyes. Her breathing also became rapid.

Xu Ying stood up and walked to the front of the wardrobe. Taking a deep breath, she opened two of the doors, inside were few pieces of clothes, and it was very different from the women's closets in Yang Zhi's image. Maybe it was because Xu Ying was still a little girl and lived in a relatively poor house, but the clothes inside were mostly summer clothes, and the winter clothes should be in the chest on top of the wardrobe.

"I bought these clothes myself.

When he was fourteen, his father said that girls had to be independent, and he was gradually getting busier as well. That's why he bought me a computer, and gave me money to buy my own clothes, because he knew that his stepmother had some feelings for me, "Only, he still loves that woman a lot …" Xu Ying's voice slowly became hoarse, and her nose twitched.

"Yang Zhi silently listened to the lecture, but when he heard up to this point, Yang Zhi could no longer hold back the pity in his heart. He stepped forward and pulled Xu Ying into her embrace," Don't cry, Uncle is here.

"Yang Zhi is nearly 1.8 meters tall, mighty and strong, while the little girl Xu Ying is still not fully grown yet, only a little over 1.6 meters. When Yang Zhi held the little girl in his arms, his chin was pressed against the little girl's head, feeling the softness of the soft jade in his arms, his green hair was smooth and light fragrant, Yang Zhi's big hands held onto Xu Ying's tender little hands, and held onto the little girl's flat stomach.

Being embraced by Yang Zhi, Xu Ying quietly fell into Yang Zhi's embrace, enduring the security Yang Zhi gave him and the warmth himself, just like how it was when he was young, when he was in the arms of a father.

Xu Ying's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and her face flushed red like the horizon. She closed her eyes and leaned into Yang Zhi's embrace in great pleasure.