Lin Xiangwan frowned and scrunched her reddened nose from crying. She raised her hand and slapped her son on the head. "Is this how you should behave? How old are you, and you're already being naughty?"
Qin Yutong felt her head buzzing, her vision blurred.
Darn it, she finally understood why Ranran always seemed so slow-witted. It was because of their mother's beatings. "Mommy, next time you hit me, go easy..."
"Go easy? If I go easy, you will be even more rebellious!"
"I will definitely behave next time!"
Lin Xiangwan rudely grabbed her child's head and kissed their face hard. "We'll see how you behave!"
"Ok...ah..."
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Qin Muchuan, having finished signing a contract, went nonstop and boarded the last flight back to B City. By the time he arrived home, it was already past midnight.
Without even changing his clothes, he quietly went straight to his daughter's room.
As soon as he opened the door, the bright light invaded his vision.