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Did he learn how to threaten? In the end, he was still Yun AoTian's servant, and was truly the same despicable and sinister! Han Yi'er did not want to hate anyone, but with Yun AoTian's threats, even Butler Li had started using such dirty tactics. She hated him! She was angry!

Little Xuan walked over with quick steps. Housekeeper Li carried a clay pot as he walked towards Little Xuan: "Little Xuan, take this to the servant's kitchen."

Butler Li was showing off, showing off for Han Yi'er who was not far away.

Knowing that she owed Little Xuan and had given her ten slaps, she wouldn't ignore Little Xuan. Furthermore, Little Xuan was so loyal and honest.

Looking at the steaming hot claypot, Little Xuan's face turned deathly white. She looked at Butler Li in panic, but Butler Li's expression was clearly very impatient.

Helpless, Little Xuan stretched out her trembling hands to grab the hot pot in Butler Li's hands. Just as she was about to touch it …

Han Yi'er quickly walked over and grabbed the hot pot with both hands …

"Yi'er?"

Since Little Xuan was looking at Han Yi'er in surprise and sadness, she forced out a smile. She owed Little Xuan this much, and moreover, this pot was meant to be carried by her.

Unfortunately …

He didn't know when he would be able to openly befriend Little Xuan. Perhaps, he wouldn't have the chance to be friends for the rest of his life?

Out of the corner of her eyes, she saw the satisfied smile on Housekeeper Li's face and the trace of a smile formed on the corner of Han Yi'er's mouth. She was smiling at the pain one step at a time, trying hard to smile as well …

He turned around and walked towards the servants' dining room. He could no longer suppress the scorching pain in his hands …

He took in a breath of cold air, and an uncontrollable desire to shout out loud welled up in his throat.

He forcefully swallowed the groan of someone on the verge of a breakthrough, but he still couldn't help but let out a stuffy groan.

The boiling clay pot's ears were burning with a heat that could not be described with words. His fingers seemed to be glued to the handle as they gradually melted.

His body was tormented to the point of being miserable.

Ye Zichen frowned deeply. The cold sweat on his forehead seemed to be causing his body to gradually weaken …

Bear with it, your hands are already scalded, you mustn't let the casserole fall to the ground.

I can't let my tears flow either. I definitely can't let Butler Li see me as a joke. Heh, facing the torture of this master and servant pair, I will make them feel even more proud if they lower their heads and cry!

Without mentioning Yun Ao Tian, did Butler Li not have a daughter as old as him? Would he feel that it was right when his child was bullied like this when he worked outside?

Why didn't he think of others as well? Was it just because he was easy to bully? No parents?

That's right, anyone's parents would make their child be bullied? Since she was young, she would always be called a fatherless child, never once telling her mother about this. They shouted even louder, because they knew that they would never be the ones to make decisions.

How much did he want to be cared for by his parents? Available...

Heh, wasn't all of this brought by that beast father? Not bad, after the Yun Family honed themselves to train for a bit, they had even more reason to take revenge on their father …

At this moment, although Han Yi'er's head was covered in cold sweat and her hands were in unbearable pain, she could no longer feel any pain when she thought of her father. What if her father hadn't abandoned her mother? Would an outstanding girl like Han Yi'er have a glorious life?

And now …

Yet, her world was so dark and without light …

Ye Zichen quickly walked towards the servant's dining room. The scorching heat made his fingers hurt, while his whole body felt like it was about to fall down.

Persistence! Persistence! He absolutely could not let the claypot fall to the ground! There was a faint taste of blood in her mouth. Unknowingly, Han Ying'er had already bit her lips, but she did not feel any pain.

Five more steps …

Three Steps...

One Step...

Han Yi'er placed the hot claypot on the table firmly. Her body swayed slightly as her heart beat violently, causing her to feel dizzy.

His hands were burning hot. He just wanted to soak his hands in cold water to quell the pain.

The surrounding maids were all stunned. Little Xuan looked guiltily at Han Yi'er, while Butler Li gradually caught her.

She smiled faintly. Although she couldn't utter a word, her expressive eyes told Butler Li, "What is this bit of torture?"

Butler Li's smiling expression gradually turned gloomy. Han Yi'er cast a glance at Butler Li before walking slowly towards the bathroom …

The moment she arrived at the bathroom, she couldn't help but reveal a pained expression. Her face was so pale, and her hair was drenched with sweat.

The palms of his originally white hands had now turned crimson, and his ten swollen fingers were filled with blisters, as if they would burst with the slightest force.

Immersed in the cold water, he could feel the pain in his heart gradually recovering …

"Yi'er." Little Xuan walked into the bathroom with tears in her eyes.

Han Yi'er, who was originally suffering from the pain, revealed a genuine smile. Why is this silly Xuan crying? He was simply stupid and adorable.

"Don't... Crying … "Alright." He forced out a hoarse voice to comfort Little Xuan.

"Wu!" Little Xuan hugged her tightly. At that moment, she felt that this hug was really warm. Her head was tightly pressed against Little Xuan's. Tears of sadness welled in his eyes.

These two children with similar backgrounds were licking each other's wounds …

The bathroom door opened and Butler Li walked in. When he saw Han Yi'er's victorious smile, he was furious. It seemed like she had not suffered enough!

"Xiao Han, if you have enough rest, go wash the dishes." At this moment, his gaze wanted to kill Han Yi'er.

Little Xuan looked nervous as he said, "Butler Li, let me help Yi'er wash the dishes, her hands …"

Han Yi'er endured the pain and tugged on Little Xuan's arm, stopping her plea.

No need to beg!

Wasn't it just washing the dishes? What did that little wound on his hand count for?

"What is it? It's just washing the dishes. " Han Yi'er forced out a word from her throat before an indifferent expression appeared on her face. She had changed, she had really changed …

In the past, she would definitely not reveal such a fiendish expression, nor would she want to hurt anyone. However, in this Yun Family mansion, swallowing her anger would only result in endless humiliation and cruelty.

Even if her body was smashed to smithereens, the person who harmed her would not feel satisfied. This was the instinct of a hedgehog, it was also the instinct bestowed to her by Yun AoTian!