My host is very irritable

He Yue looked at them hugging each other, looking pitiful and pitiful, without any sympathy. He beat them hard again, and only stopped when he heard the two begging for mercy.

Ling Jiabao looked at He Yue like this, leaning against the wall tightly, without any movement. He Yue looked at the prince and said nothing.

Because he has always been the beneficiary, he doesn't need to say much. Someone started to charge for him, and he just had to enjoy it. Although he didn't beat the original body, the original body also suffered many beatings because of him.

He Yue didn't let any of them go, so she spanked their young master a few times, and the young master started howling loudly.

When Wang Lan and Ling Zhi saw their precious son being beaten, they immediately ran over crawling.

He held Ling Jiabao tightly in his arms to prevent He Yue's whip from hitting his precious child.

He Yue didn't care about that and directly knocked the couple over with her strength. She then started to beat Ling Jiabao who was sitting on the ground.

The beaten Ling Jiabao cried out miserably: "Second sister, second sister, I was wrong. Please stop hitting me, please stop hitting me. I will give you all the good things to eat in the future, okay? Please stop hitting me..."

He Yue ignored his crying and slapped him a few more times before stopping. He Yue looked at the man whose face was covered with snot and tears, and yelled at him with disgust: "Go wash it off, don't disgust me."

It was already late at night. He Yue sat on the armchair where Ling Zhi used to sit, pointing at Wang Lan and giving orders: "You go and cook for me. Remember don't fool me, otherwise..." He Yue lashed the blue brick floor with the whip in her hand.

Wang Lan saw the cracks on the ground and immediately shut her mouth, ready to curse. She was not a fool. If this force hit her, she would be killed.

After He Yue finished giving the order, Wang Lan pointed at Ling Zhi who was staring at her and ordered, "Go and clean up this house for me. If there is even a speck of dust, I don't think you want to know the consequences."

Ling Zhi looked at the whip in her hand and shut his mouth wisely. He limped over to pick up the broom and started cleaning.

"Go and wash all these stinky socks and clothes for me. Wash all the sheets and quilt covers as well. Wash them by hand." He Yue stared at the crying Ling Qi.

Ling Qi became much more obedient after being beaten, and said in a trembling voice: "Sister, I... I can't finish washing..."

When He Yue heard Ling Qi calling her sister, she immediately flew into a rage: "Don't call me sister, I'm not your sister. I'm not your relative either, dad, I've never seen beasts like you. Can't finish washing, right? If you can't finish washing, let your good mother help you wash it."

Seeing that his parents listened to his second sister, Ling Jiabao tactfully picked up the rag that the little girl often used on the table and started wiping the table and bench.

When they were about to leave, He Yue stopped them again, pointed at Ling Zhi and scolded him, "Tomorrow morning, if you reveal something dirty in your filthy place again, let your precious daughter wash it for you."

After hearing what He Yue said, Ling Zhi showed a rare expression of shame and anger on his face. He murmured, "She...she's a grown-up girl. It's not good to ask her to wash that..."

Hearing this, He Yue picked up the kettle on the table next to her and threw it at her.

"Your ancestors, it's not good for her to wash that as a grown-up girl. Am I not a girl as well? Weren't you very happy when you let your aunt wash you? When you were standing by and giving instructions, why didn't you think of me as your daughter too? You beast..."

Ling Zhi felt ashamed and annoyed after hearing what He Yue said. The burns on his body hurt so much that he wanted to scream, but before he could scream, He Yue's whip hit his mouth. Ling Zhi bit his mouth tightly and dared not say a word.

"Remember, who will be beaten next time. If I hear you cry or scream, I will pull out your tongues." He Yue threatened the trembling people in a fierce tone.

Is it cruel? He Yue thinks it is not cruel at all. They usually beat little girls like this.

Once, the little girl did not make any mistakes, but because Ling Qi made a mistake, Ling Qi did not want to take the responsibility and was afraid of being beaten. So he pushed the responsibility to the little girl, and the little girl was beaten severely by the furious Ling Zhi with a rope. Moreover, the little girl could not shout out, because if she shouted out, he would beat her even harder.

After hearing what He Yue said, they all shut their mouths tightly, fearing that they would be beaten by the ferocious He Yue again.

Bing Yi leaned on her shoulder, smiling happily, and said to He Yue: "We should beat them like this, so that they will always use the little girl as a punching bag."

"Go and do your work. Are you still waiting for me to treat you?" He Yue looked at them with annoyance.

When they heard her roar, they immediately got busy. Ling Zhi grabbed a handful of flour and sprinkled it on his burns. He didn't dare to see a doctor. He knew very well how he usually treated Ling Nan.

When they were working, He Yue walked around with a whip in her hand. If they did something wrong, He Yue would whip them.

The few people who had originally wanted to do it perfunctorily did not dare to do anything after being beaten several times. When the cleaning was almost done, He Yue pointed to the several Chinese toon trees in the yard and said, "Clean the bark for me."

Ling Zhi and the others stopped what they were doing when they heard this, and were shocked: "The bark is like that, how do we wipe it..."

"You can't wipe it. Do you have pig brains? Can't you use a brush?" Snap, Snap, Snap, and he lashed him with a few whips.

"Yes...Yes..." Ling Qi immediately ran into the house and took a brush, then came to the tree and began to scrub the bark vigorously. While scrubbing, he cursed He Yue in his heart, "You stupid girl, wait for me. I will beat you to death when we go to bed..."

"Are you blind? Don't you see there are rat holes on the ground in the house? What's the use of you? You can't even afford to live in a building." He Yue looked at Ling Zhi who was cleaning the house, scolding and beating him.

Ling Zhi, who was cleaning the house despite the huge pain on his body, didn't dare to say a word. He Yue looked at him with disdain. "You are such a bully, bah!"

Soon, Wang Lan prepared the meal. When she served it to the table, He Yue immediately sat down at the table. She looked at the two plates of light vegetables with an unpleasant expression.

He Yue slammed the chopsticks on the table and shouted angrily: "I want to eat meat. From now on, kill one of my chickens every day, or I will beat you every day."

Wang Lan looked at the furious He Yue, her body shaking uncontrollably, fearing that she would be whipped by the whip. She said hesitantly, "The chicken is kept for laying eggs."

He Yue picked up a bowl and threw it on the ground: "Lay eggs? Lay what eggs? I have never eaten an egg since I was a child. Don't you know who the eggs are for?" After she said that, she glanced at Ling Jiabao beside her.