"Yan'er?" Mrs. Zhang walked over worriedly. It was the first time she had seen Meng Wengan in such a sorry state. She instinctively glanced inside the house, recalling that Meng Chongxi was paralyzed and unable to come out, and felt a bit relieved.
At least with him paralyzed, Yan'er wouldn't get beaten.
This was her immediate thought, but she quickly dismissed it, feeling that such thoughts weren't good.
Qiann Yan let go of Meng Wengan, who climbed up from the ground and was about to hit her.
No choice, she had to teach this cowardly dog who was fierce at home but meek outside, a good lesson.
"Stop hitting, Yan'er, stop hitting..."
"You'd better behave." Qiann Yan threw away the stick in her hand, her gaze cold as she glanced over the cowering Meng Wengan on the ground.
Meng Wengan was truly scared.
Mrs. Zhang knew Meng Chongxi was paralyzed and couldn't get up, so she wasn't as afraid. She hurriedly went to cook, not saying a word about Meng Wengan getting beaten up.
