Quick Travel: From Beginner to Master

After being beaten repeatedly in the underground garage, He Sichen calmed down for a while.

If you ask him to go east, he will not go west. If you ask him to beat the dog, he will not dare to chase the chicken. After washing the clothes, he will mop the floor consciously. He also takes the initiative to ask his parents to teach him how to cook. He is extremely obedient.

If an unsuspecting outsider saw it, they would probably think that this person is more than enough to select a model husband.

So, is this really the case?

Of course not.

He Sichen thought deeply for a long time in the room that morning, learned from the pain, and made up his mind to change his strategy.

He secretly contacted powerful foreign aid.

Two weeks later, the original owner's parents came to the He family.

They sat down and started scolding their daughter without even having time to drink.

The one with an old face and bushy hair was the mother of the original owner. She said: "Sichen told us that you refused to live a good life with him and were fighting against him all day long. Is this true or false?"

"It's true." Ling Liang admitted frankly.

The one with a stern look on his face and a back that is no longer as straight as when he was young is the father of the original owner. His brows are furrowed so tightly that he can almost kill a mosquito.

"He is your husband! If you have done anything wrong, you can sit down and talk to him. How can you beat him indiscriminately?!"

Father Ye glanced over, showing his majesty. His words were full of disapproval of his daughter's way of handling things and his partiality towards his son-in-law.

Ling Liang tilted his head to look at He Sichen, who was chuckling with joy. He was sitting next to his father-in-law. He noticed his wife's moody expression and quickly removed his snickering expression.

"Having said all that, what on earth are you here to do?"

Ling Liang smiled slightly and continued very rudely to the original owner's parents: "If you want to protect the interests of your son-in-law, let me continue to be the nanny of the He family by not fighting back or scolding you in the past."

He shook his head, "Don't think about it, such a thing is absolutely impossible."

"I'm just wondering, are you He Sichen's parents or mine, Ye Ziling's? Their own parents may not rush across provinces to another city just to make a phone call for their son."

"He came up and accused me of doing this and that. Do you understand why I hit him?"

Ling Liang suddenly paused, and he realized there was a flaw in his words.

So he hurriedly made up for it, "I'm sorry, you two, I just asked a stupid question. As my parents, you naturally know what conflicts there are between He Sichen and I."

"Especially you, my wonderful mother."

Ling Liang focused his gaze on Ye Mu and smiled at her.

But the smile was too sarcastic, and Mother Ye's face felt hot for a moment, and she turned away in embarrassment under her daughter's glaring gaze.

Ye's mother is more aware of her daughter's dangerous encounter with He Sichen than Ye's father.

How could she not be clear about it?

Because when the original owner went home to visit relatives, she once lifted her clothes in front of her and let her mother see her scars.

But even though the belt marks over the years were pressing one by one, and the scars from three cigarette butts on her stomach were clearly visible in front of her eyes, the mother remained silent for a moment and then advised her children to reflect on their mistakes in the marriage and continue to deal with domestic violence. The husband lives together.

"Ziling, I think this kid Sichen is really good. He's a talented guy and he makes a lot of money. He doesn't look like the kind of person who hits people casually. Is there something you didn't do well..."

Ye's mother's attitude also represents Ye's father's attitude.

After discovering that he could not get help from his family, the original owner seldom complained to them later.

Support from relatives is always the greatest confidence for a domestically abused person to resist domestic violence, but the original owner did not have such relatives, so she was completely isolated and helpless.

Now that my daughter was standing up on her own, they came over and tried to push her back down.

It was such a pair of parents at the original owner's stall.

If Ling Liang hadn't been worried about whether they were the parents of the original owner, Ling Liang would have kicked them out long ago, and he wouldn't have allowed them to say disgusting words here.

Father Ye couldn't see Ling Liang's displeasure, or he could see it but didn't care.

He had always had a bad temper. When he saw that his daughter insisted on going against them, he was furious and said: "Your mother and I have been here for so long, and you don't even give us a glass of water. Now you are just a parent." Don’t shout either.”

"Which child would always call their parents you, yours, are we strangers you don't know?!"

Ling Liang: "No. But it's almost the same."

Father Ye glared at him.

Ling Liang thought about the different treatment of the two sons and daughters of the Ye family at home, and couldn't help but sneered: "Don't you only have one son, Ye Songqing? How can I have the nerve to call you parents when I throw water away?"

Father Ye never expected to be blocked by his daughter with the words he used to talk about. His face turned red and he didn't know what to say in reply.

Ling Liang added: "Instead of focusing on the trivial matters of your daughter and son-in-law, you might as well care about Ye Songqing. After all... life is not easy for the pretty boy."

Before Ye's father could do anything, Ye's mother had already jumped three feet high, "He is your eldest brother, how can you, a younger sister, talk like that!"

"Brother, isn't he just a pretty boy? What did I say wrong?"

Ling Liang kept poking at her heart, "I'm 35 and have accomplished nothing. I went to study abroad and couldn't graduate even after seven years of studying. I have to rely on my wife and family to support him. If I were him, I would be so ashamed that I wouldn't be able to see anyone." Yes. You are the only one who is proud of him."

Mother Ye pointed at him and her lips trembled for a long time, unable to say a word.

Father Ye was quicker than her. He stood up with a "hula" and slapped Ling Liang with a palm like a leaf fan.

Ling Liang twisted his wrist impatiently, "What are you doing? The fact that your eldest brother is incompetent makes you angry?"

"Ye Songqing is in California. You can't control him, so you're going to vent your anger on me? I'm telling you, there's no way."

Father Ye's wrists were pinched until they were numb, and his daughter's voice continued in his ears, "I advise you not to go into the muddy waters of the He family. Since you chose to sit back and ignore me when I was tortured in the He family, now I want to You have no room to comment on how to treat them!"

"Even if I impulsively take a knife and kill them, that's my business alone."

He Sichen was horrified when he heard this. He tried to see the signs of his wife's lies.

But after watching for a long time, he concluded that his wife was not joking, she was serious.

Seriously... He Sichen swallowed hard, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw his parents slowly huddled together.

His daughter was so stubborn and completely different from the past. Father Ye's face was ashen and he couldn't accept it.

Ling Liang smiled coldly, "You have never paid attention to me in the past 30 years, and now you come to restrain me. Don't you feel that your hands are stretched too far?"