This violent scene completely frightened all the parents and students around. Ye Fengwu was too violent, they had never seen such a guy before.
"It's your turn now." Ye Fengwu faced those parents and students, his tone was still frighteningly cold.
"Dad, I'm scared, I'm scared..."
"Woo... I want to go home..."
At this moment, those little students who had just insulted Qin Jingsi all burst into loud cries, and even two of them were shaking all over in fright.
At this moment, their young minds finally realized that Qin Jingsi, who had always been bullied by them but never dared to talk back, had a dad like a demon.
"Let's go apologize, let's go apologize."
One parent hurriedly pulled his child to run towards Qin Qinghan.
Seeing this, how could the others dare to be slow, they all pulled their children and ran towards Qin Qinghan.
"Jingsi's mom... I'm sorry, I didn't educate my child well, please forgive us, don't let your husband hit us..."
One parent was so scared that tears were about to flow out, he kept nodding and bowing to Qin Qinghan and her daughter.
One after another, five or six parents came to apologize and beg for mercy in front of Qin Qinghan, for fear that Qin Qinghan would be angry and let her husband hit them again.
Qin Qinghan had mixed feelings. She had never imagined that these people would have a day to apologize to her. This was all because of Ye Fengwu, a man who had forcibly entered her life.
After all, Qin Qinghan was kind-hearted. She said expressionlessly, "You can go. I hope you really will educate your children well in the future."
"Yes, yes, we will definitely discipline them well."
...
After speaking, these parents left in embarrassment.
"I'm really sorry, our child..."
At this time, the sordid-looking parent who had just informed on Liu Fu in front of him also came to Qin Qinghan.
However, just as he was halfway through his words, his collar was grabbed by a big hand from behind.
"I said, one loss, two wins." An interested voice with a hint of chill came from behind him.
The sordid man's body shuddered violently, he was so scared that he almost peed his pants. Just now he said one loss, two wins, how did it become three wins now?
Woo woo...
Seeing this, the sordid man's son immediately sat down on the ground in fright.
Although the sordid man was hateful, his child was still young after all, so Qin Qinghan felt a little distressed and advised, "Forget it, it will leave a shadow on the child."
The sordid man didn't expect Qin Qinghan to plead for him, so he said with a bitter face, "Big...big brother, yes, my son is still young and ignorant. If you hit me, it will leave a shadow on my son."
However, Ye Fengwu just sneered, "A shadow? When your son was humiliating my daughter, did he ever think about what kind of shadow it would cast on her?"
With that said, both the sordid man and Qin Qinghan were left speechless.
Jingsi was only seven years old, but she had to endure everyone's ridicule and humiliation every day. Ye Fengwu couldn't even imagine how huge the shadow was on Jingsi's psyche.
And the real culprit for all of this was not these people who ridiculed mother and daughter, but...himself.
Ye Fengwu then lowered his head and looked at the little boy sitting softly on the ground, and said lightly, "Little bastard, do you know why your dad should be beaten? Because... you did something wrong. Your dad didn't fulfill his responsibility as a father to lead you onto the right path."
With that said, Ye Fengwu backhandedly slapped the sordid man in the face.
Likewise, his jaw dislocated and half of his teeth fell out.
Qin Qinghan covered Jingsi's eyes with her hand, and turned her own face to the side.
"Let's go, let's get away before the police come," Ye Fengwu patted Qin Qinghan on the back and said flatly.
The little boy, however, seemed to have forgotten to cry because of Ye Fengwu's words. He seemed to realize that his father was beaten because he had done something wrong.
After Ye Fengwu took Qin Qinghan mother and daughter away in the car, Liu Fu finally crawled up and then called the police.
"Hello, I'm the principal of Chengnan Elementary School. Someone was beating people at our school."
"What? Say it again, who are you?"
"Principal..."
"Principal what?"
"Principal!"
"Principal what?"
"Damn you, I lost all my teeth, I can't speak clearly. Just come and catch the guy quickly."
"You dare to scold people..."
...
In the car, Ye Fengwu was frowning as he drove the Chevrolet, with Qin Qinghan and Jingsi hugging each other in the back seat.
Through the rearview mirror, Ye Fengwu could see the sour tears in Qin Qinghan's eyes, but what surprised him was that little Jingsi raised her hand to wipe away her mother's tears.
"Mom don't cry, I'm not wronged." Jingsi said tenderly.
"Uh..."
With that said, Qin Qinghan collapsed instantly. She covered her mouth with both hands, not wanting to cry out, but the hot tears kept streaming down uncontrollably.
For eight years, Qin Qinghan had been living under the ridicule and humiliation of everyone, but what pained her most was that her daughter suffered the same treatment as her.
Ye Fengwu clenched the steering wheel tightly, the guilt in his heart grew stronger. He secretly vowed that from today onwards, anyone who dared to humiliate his woman and daughter even a little bit, he would turn them to ashes.
"Why did you send the child to such a school? Thinking of the grievances Jingsi suffers every day, I hate that I didn't blow up the school." Ye Fengwu gritted his teeth. There was obvious resentment towards Qin Qinghan in his tone.
Hearing that Ye Fengwu actually had the idea of blowing up the school, Qin Qinghan immediately frowned, and even Jingsi looked a little apprehensive towards Ye Fengwu.
Then Qin Qinghan said unpleasantly, "Can you please not say these things in front of Jingsi?"
This was the first time Qin Qinghan had been so firm in front of Ye Fengwu.
Hearing this, Ye Fengwu also realized that he had broken his word, so he quickly shut up.
At this time, Qin Qinghan lowered her head and said to Jingsi, "Jingsi, we won't go to that school anymore. Mom will transfer you to Haihua Elementary School where no one knows us."
However, Jingsi pursed her lips and said, "But the tuition there is very expensive, we can't afford it. It's okay, mom, Jingsi is not afraid of them anymore."
In the driver's seat, listening to Jingsi's mature mentality at such a young age, Ye Fengwu felt even more heartbroken.
"Mom made a big business deal today, we won't lack money anymore," Qin Qinghan said gently.
Hearing this, Jingsi's big eyes lit up and she said excitedly, "Really?"
Qin Qinghan smiled stiffly and nodded, but her eyes were still filled with worry.
Only then did Ye Fengwu understand that the reason Qin Qinghan had not found a good school for Jingsi was because she was trapped by money.
...
After the family of three returned to the 60-square-meter home, Ye Fengwu found that Qin Zhi and Yang Yufu were not at home.
So Ye Fengwu asked, "Where are your parents? It's almost dinner time, did they go out to buy groceries?"
Qin Qinghan shook her head and said, "They probably went to play mahjong. They won't be home for dinner."
Hearing this, Ye Fengwu's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he said unpleasantly, "The whole family relies on you alone to work and support them, yet they still gamble."
Ye Fengwu was distressed about Qin Qinghan and didn't realize that this sentence would make Qin Qinghan uncomfortable, after all, they were her parents.
However, Qin Qinghan was good-tempered after all. She said, "They are all neighbors, they won't lose much money."
But Qin Qinghan didn't tell Ye Fengwu that her parents basically lost every time they gambled. Every month they took away 3,000 yuan from her, sometimes even more. This, coupled with her monthly mortgage and providing for the family, meant that her pressure had never eased.
This was also why she had always wanted Jingsi to go to Haihua Elementary School, but had never been able to fulfill that wish, because Haihua Elementary School was an upscale private school with annual tuition fees of over 100,000 yuan.
Ever since Qin Qinghan returned home, the worry in her eyes had never faded. She looked at Ye Fengwu and said complicatedly, "You beat someone today. They will definitely call the police. Soon, the police may come to the door."
Ye Fengwu sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette for himself, and laughed, "It's a bit troublesome, but don't worry about it. Right now, I have more important things to care about."
As he spoke, Ye Fengwu's expression also became serious.
Seeing this, Qin Qinghan's heart tightened, but soon after, Ye Fengwu forced a bitter smile and said, "What are we having for dinner today? I'm starving, didn't even eat lunch!"

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ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!