Foolish Kindness 09

When Fang Ning saw his nemesis again that day, he gritted his teeth. But the moment Fang Zhiyi forced him down onto a stool, he immediately jumped back up—it hurt!

Shao Zhijie was startled by Fang Ning's sudden leap.

Shao Qianjun, however, seemed to understand what was going on. With a smile on his face, his gaze unconsciously drifted toward his own son. It seemed this brat hadn't had a good beating in a while...

Shao Zhijie felt a chill run down his spine and turned to look at his dad.

Clenching his buttocks, Fang Ning accepted Shao Zhijie's reluctant apology with a bitter face. Then came the part where he had to eat standing up. He could only watch as Shao Zhijie served food to his little sister, occasionally shooting him a smug look that made Fang Ning grind his teeth in anger.

Shao Qianjun also confirmed his suspicions. The Fang Zhiyi before him, despite coming from an ordinary family, was definitely not a simple character... His speech and demeanor gave off the aura of someone in a position of high authority.

The meal was very pleasant.

When Fang Zhiyi and his family said their goodbyes, Shao Zhijie was a bit reluctant to part with Fang Ting. He even thought about pestering his dad to give him a little sister, completely unaware that his dad was already pondering what kind of bamboo cane would feel best in his hand.

Fang Ning hadn't expected that on his very first day of reflecting on his mistakes at home, there would be a lively spectacle.

"Big brother! There's something wrong with that renovation company you found," Fang Wenxia rushed into Fang Zhiyi's house, not even caring that she had bumped into Liu Mei.

"What's wrong?" Fang Zhiyi was lying there lazily.

"The materials they're using are no good!" Fang Wenxia said. "And the waterproofing they did is completely flawed!"

Fang Zhiyi looked surprised. "That's impossible, right? That's my good buddy!"

"Call and ask him! Even if it's cheap, they can't just slap things together to fool us, right?"

Fang Zhiyi immediately nodded. "Alright! How dare they bully my sister? This isn't over!"

Seeing his attitude, Fang Wenxia sighed in slight relief.

"Hello, it's me. What's going on? Oh, oh, okay, is that so? Fine!" Fang Zhiyi put down his phone, looking deeply troubled.

"What did he say?" Fang Wenxia asked anxiously.

"They said the materials you wanted are temporarily out of stock. They only have the premium kind. Otherwise, to meet the deadline, they'll just have to make do with what they're using now."

"How can that work? Big brother, these are your people, you have to think of a way for me!"

Fang Zhiyi looked torn. "I told them that too. But they mean that unless you add a little extra money, they'll give you the premium materials at cost price."

"This, well, this..." Fang Wenxia couldn't make up her mind for a moment. She didn't even consider that Fang Zhiyi might be the problem; after all, her eldest brother wouldn't do such a thing.

"Fine! If we have to pay extra, we'll pay extra!" Fang Wenxia finally gritted her teeth and made the decision.

Fang Zhiyi asked her to stay for dinner, but she was clearly unhappy and left in a hurry.

Fang Ning had been sitting to the side the whole time, frowning in thought. Seeing Fang Zhiyi looking at him, he immediately looked away.

"Did you understand that?"

Fang Ning shook his head.

"If you can't even figure this out, you'd better go back to studying. Why are you trying to mix with the tough crowds?" Fang Zhiyi said disdainfully.

Fang Ning bit his lip. "Dad, are you intentionally messing with Auntie and her family?"

Fang Zhiyi raised his eyebrows. "Hey, hey, hey, watch it, or I'll sue you for slander! What do you mean 'intentionally'? Huh? Am I that kind of person?"

"Then I can't figure it out." Fang Ning rubbed his backside. Although he had been beaten yesterday, strangely enough, he didn't hate Fang Zhiyi like he used to.

"With that brain of yours, whenever you do something, you only think about messing with people. Sure, so what if you mess with your aunt? Is it for revenge?" Fang Zhiyi scoffed.

Fang Ning rubbed his butt and scratched his head, still completely baffled.

It wasn't until his aunt came for the second time. This time, because the ceiling materials had been installed on the floor, Fang Wenxia's whole family came over. She sat on the sofa, fuming: "Big brother, tell them I'm not using them anymore! What kind of buddy is that! They don't know how to renovate at all!"

Fang Zhiyi asked in confusion, "Are you sure you didn't draw the design blueprint upside down? This... installing a ceiling on the floor is a bit ridiculous..."

"I don't care, I'm not using them anymore!" Fang Wenxia lost her temper. "Big brother! Can you stop making friends with just anyone?"

"Okay, okay, okay." Fang Zhiyi nodded, then took out his phone and made a call.

"My sister says she's not renovating anymore! How do you guys do things? That's my family! My own flesh and blood!"

After a brief exchange, Fang Zhiyi put down the phone. "Sis, they said it's fine if you stop the renovation now, but you'll have to pay for the demolition and the materials."

"What!"

Fang Zhiyi looked aggrieved. "I really didn't know, it's all my fault..." He gritted his teeth and took out two thousand yuan in cash. "You guys know I lost my job. This is all the money I have right now. Take it as compensation from your big brother."

Looking at the money Fang Zhiyi was handing over, Fang Wenxia gritted her teeth and reached out to take it. "Big brother, tell them to hurry up and redo it. We'll renovate! We've already come this far, we have to finish it no matter what!"

"Sigh, it's all my fault. What kind of friends did I make!" Fang Zhiyi said indignantly.

Fang Ning remained deep in thought.

That was until Li Xiaojun once again broke a vase. It was the one his mother had brought with her when she got married.

Liu Mei was furious, but facing Li Xiaojun, she only gritted her teeth and panted heavily. Even this look terrified Li Xiaojun.

"Fang Ning! Why didn't you watch your little brother!"

Fang Ning was dumbfounded. What did this have to do with him? But he glanced at Fang Zhiyi and obediently stood up. That beating had reined in a lot of his rebellious spirit.

"What's wrong with you, arguing with a child? Isn't it just a vase?" Fang Zhiyi spoke up first.

That single sentence successfully redirected the firepower onto Liu Mei. Muttering under her breath, Fang Wenxia pulled her son to her side.

Liu Mei's face darkened completely. "What do you mean 'just a vase'? That was part of my dowry! It's broken!"

"He didn't do it on purpose. Sister-in-law, stop yelling, you're scaring Junjun." Fang Wenxia's words successfully ignited Liu Mei's fury.

"I'm scaring him? Is there anything he's afraid of? I can see it clearly now, there isn't a single good thing in your Fang family!"

"What did you say!"

Fang Zhiyi didn't intervene. Instead, while they weren't paying attention, he secretly slipped a hundred-yuan bill to Li Xiaojun. Li Xiaojun's eyes lit up, and Fang Zhiyi gave him a thumbs up. Li Xiaojun proudly puffed out his chest.

"Hey! You're pulling my hair!"

"I've hated the sight of you for a long time! You bitch!"

The two women started fighting. Fang Zhiyi immediately told Fang Ning to take Fang Ting outside to play, and Fang Ning obediently did so.

Then, the only ones left in the room were Li Xiaojun, who was enjoying the show, the helpless Li Jianguo, the idle Fang Zhiyi, and the two battling women.

The stalemate lasted for a long time before Liu Mei finally lost. She started crying and screaming about how poorly Fang Zhiyi treated her, how the Fang family ganged up to bully her, and so on. Fang Wenxia didn't back down either, cursing with every word imaginable.

In the end, Liu Mei once again threw out those two words: Divorce!

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