Jiang Yuanxi cried and complained, but Mrs. Chen thought that the child had just fallen asleep and had a bad dream, so she didn’t take it seriously.

At that moment, Jiang Fengyuan walked in smiling from outside.

Jiang Yuanxi’s gaze fell on him.

“Come here, let your father see if our Yuanxi has grown up.”

Mrs. Chen smiled and said, “It can’t be that fast.”

The burly man grinned, “Madam is right.”

[It was my father who saved me.]

Father?

Jiang Fengyuan lowered his head and saw his daughter staring at him with bright eyes.

So, it was his daughter’s inner voice just now.

The general, decisive in battle, widened his starry eyes in shock.

He could hear his daughter’s inner voice.

Looking at his wife’s normal expression, it seemed that only he could hear it.

He suppressed a smile at the corner of his mouth and hugged his daughter in his arms to comfort her.

[My father’s appearance, really… ]

Jiang Fengyuan thought, his daughter was about to compliment him.

Is she going to praise him for being imposing and extraordinary?

But instead, he heard his daughter let out a sigh.

[Sigh, a real-life Beauty and the Beast. Fortunately, my mother is pretty.]

Jiang Yuanfeng: Has his daughter despised him?

Mrs. Chen stifled a laugh.

“By the way, where is Yuancheng?” Jiang Fengyuan suddenly asked.

The maidservants shook their heads; Young Master had disappeared yesterday.

Yuancheng?

Jiang Yuanxi was puzzled; the name sounded so familiar.

Combining it with her own experiences, Jiang Yuanxi suddenly had a bad premonition in her mind.

“Master, Madam, Young Master has returned and is kneeling outside the door.”

Mrs. Chen didn’t understand, but Jiang Yuanfeng’s expression darkened with anger.

He handed the child to Mrs. Chen and stormed out.

“Jiang Yuancheng!”

With an angry shout, Jiang Yuancheng, kneeling in the corridor, trembled in fear.

After a moment, Chun Tao rushed in anxiously.

“Madam, the Master has hung the Fourth Young Master on a tree.”

“What happened?” Mrs. Chen quickly asked.

Chun Tao gritted her teeth, thinking that now only Madam could save the Fourth Young Master, so she decided to take the risk.

“The Fourth Young Master accidentally broke the Master’s weapon, and that’s why… that’s why…” Chun Tao lowered her head, afraid Mrs. Chen would notice she was lying.

The Master loved his weapons like his own sons, but punishing his own son for it didn’t seem like the husband’s usual style.

Wasn’t this punishment a bit too much?

Jiang Yuanxi lay in bed, pouting and frowning, very angry.

[That’s not it, my beautiful mother, Fourth Brother deserves it, Dad should use a whip on him.]

[Like a wild dog drooling on my face, it’s all Fourth Brother’s fault.]

Mrs. Chen was confused.

Wild dog?

Where did the wild dog come from?

She continued to listen.

Recalling that “freezing” time, Jiang Yuanxi had a stomach full of bitterness.

[Fourth Brother secretly took me out. If I hadn’t come up with an idea to scream and get Dad and them to notice, I would have been eaten by wild dogs long ago.]

[This unfilial child should get a spanking to teach him a lesson.]

Mrs. Chen’s arms went soft, and she almost couldn’t hold herself up.

What Yuanxi said was all true.

After all, she was her mother, and Jiang Yuanxi didn’t want to see her beautiful mother worry or blame herself.

She reached out her small hand and grabbed Mrs. Chen’s sleeve.

[Don’t worry, mother, I’m very strong, I eat well, don’t worry about me.] Oh no, why can’t I control my limbs? I can’t hold on.

Mrs. Chen hugged her child.

After all, her daughter smelled sweet, unlike those ungrateful children who only caused trouble.

[Wow, my mother smiled.]

Jiang Yuanxi stared at her blankly.

[My mom is so beautiful, may Buddha bless me, please don’t let me turn out like my dad.]

Jiang Yuanxi silently prayed.

If she turned out to look like her dad, big and burly, she might as well hit a rock to die.

[I don’t know how my mother ended up liking my dad in the first place.]

Jiang Yuanxi rambled on, and Mrs. Chen pretended not to hear.

She waved her hand. “Call the Master and Young Master in.”

Since the Madam didn’t punish them, it seemed she had forgiven them.

Chun Tao and Chun Zhi quickly went out, afraid the Madam would change her mind.

In a while, Jiang Yuanfeng came in carrying Jiang Yuancheng like a chick.

Jiang Yuancheng had just been crying, his nose sniffing.

But before he entered, Jiang Yuanfeng had ordered him not to tell Madam about the incident.

“Kneel down!” Mrs. Chen’s cold voice commanded.

“Thud.”

“Thud.”

Two figures knelt on the ground, and Chun Zhi at the door hurried out and closed the door.

Jiang Yuanxi’s eyes lit up.

She didn’t expect her dad to be a henpecked husband.

Jiang Yuanfeng had planned to wait until his wife recovered before talking about the matter, but now, with his wife’s cold expression and even ignoring him, he knew she must have found out.

“Xin Niang, I… I was afraid you were unwell, so…”

Jiang Yuanfeng explained softly.

Mrs. Chen replied gently, “General, I want Yuancheng to kneel.”

Jiang Yuanfeng paused and then smiled, rubbing his nose.

Well, he was used to it.

“Jiang Yuancheng!”

Jiang Yuancheng shivered.

Every time his mother called his full name, he knew he was in trouble.

But he had already promised Jiang Hui not to tell the elders.

If he spoke up, Jiang Hui, that dog, would question him, and how could he keep his face?

“Mother,” Jiang Yuancheng whined, “I just wanted to show my sister the world, but halfway through, I got knocked out. My head still hurts.”

[Tsk, tsk, still lying now.]

Jiang Yuancheng quickly looked up. Who was speaking?

[He wouldn’t cry until he sees the coffin. No wonder people call him ‘Jiang Four Waste.’ He was sold and helped count the money. Ah, this person is my Fourth Brother.] Jiang Yuanxi seemed to feel some regret for him.

[I wonder if Dad and Mom can tell Fourth Brother is lying. Being a child is really hard, especially being a child who can’t speak.]

Jiang Yuanxi was anxious.

Jiang Yuancheng looked at the baby on the bed.

Is it… my sister?

How did my sister know his nickname?

Most importantly, he could actually hear his sister’s inner voice.

Looking at his parents’ expressions, they shouldn’t be able to hear it.

Ah, he was his sister’s chosen brother, blood is thicker than water.

Unbeknownst to him, both Mr. and Mrs. Chen could hear it, and they knew Jiang Yuancheng was lying.

Jiang Yuanfeng glared at Jiang Yuancheng. “You still dare to lie!”

[Ah, ah, my dad is mighty! He actually guessed it! ]

Jiang Yuanfeng was happy inside. His daughter complimented him, but he still pretended to be angry.

“Mother, I really didn’t lie.” Jiang Yuancheng argued.

Mrs. Chen smiled softly.

Jiang Yuancheng thought, “Mother is going to help me.”

“Hubby, just take him out and beat him to death.”

This son… it was better to get rid of him.

Jiang Yuanfeng didn’t hesitate. “Madam is right.”

Jiang Yuancheng opened his mouth in disbelief, staring at his parents.

What right? What’s right?

Jiang Yuanxi couldn’t help but laugh at the scene.

[Hahaha, stupid brother, still lying at this point. No wonder he ended up so badly.]

Three fatal blows, and Jiang Yuancheng surrendered.

“I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you, alright?”

“It was Jiang Hui. He told me to take my sister out, but halfway, he snatched her away, and then I passed out. When I woke up, I was in a small alley. I just got back today.”

[What small alley? Haha, Fourth Brother is really good at lying.]

Jiang Yuanxi had been listening for so long that she was really tired.

She yawned, closed her eyes, and instantly fell asleep.

Mr. and Mrs. Chen listened carefully, then turned around to see that their daughter had fallen asleep.

The little bun was soft and adorable, and they couldn’t bear to wake her.

So, they had to suppress their curiosity and vent their anger on the one kneeling in front of them.

“General, I see that Yuancheng’s martial practice has slackened. It’s a good time for you to come back and teach him.”

“Rest assured, Madam.”

Jiang Yuancheng sighed inwardly.

Others practice martial arts for practice, but his dad practiced martial arts like he was playing with his life!

“Mother!” Jiang Yuancheng cried out, hoping to restore some of the mother-son affection.

But his hopes were in vain.

Mrs. Chen turned over, lying on the bed, unwilling to look at this waste of a son.