Chapter 12 (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy TranslationEditor: EndlessFantasy Translation

On the other side, Tingting ran all the way to Song Wei’s house and shouted out of breath, “Elder Sister Weiwei, Song Xiaoyu… Song Xiaoyu is being beaten up!”

As Song Wei was too young and beautiful, Tingting really could not address her as an aunt and only regarded her as an elder sister.

When Song Wei heard her, she immediately ran outside. Once she arrived outside the kindergarten, she saw Liu Quan picking up stones from the bank and throwing them into the water. Her son was constantly flailing in the water.

Song Wei’s eyes instantly turned bloodshot. She took three steps forward and swung her long leg with astonishing strength. Liu Quan’s body was unstable, and he fell headfirst into the river.

Following that, Song Wei quickly went into the water and held Song Xiaoyu in her arms. She laid him flat on the grass at the side and pressed on his chest. Not long after, Song Xiaoyu coughed twice and spat out a large mouthful of water. He was breathing like a fish that lacked oxygen, and tears were still flowing out from the corner of his eyes. He looked very pitiful.

Liu Ye grabbed Song Wei’s sleeve and did not let go. “Bad woman, how dare you kick my dad? I’ll beat you to death.”

Song Wei unceremoniously pushed the devilish child into the river as well with a backhand push.

Qin Xiao arrived with Tingting a bit later. Song Wei saw him and raised her hand to gesture to him. “Come over and take a look at Lil’ Jiu.”

With that, Qin Xiao hurriedly lowered his head to check on Song Xiaoyu then heaved a sigh of relief. “He’s fine, he’s fine. Lil’ Jiu has spat out the water he drank, but he must be really frightened this time. Master, you…”

At this moment, Liu Quan was dragging Liu Ye toward the bank. As he walked, he cursed, “Song Wei, you b*tch, I’ll…”

Before Liu Quan could finish, Song Wei raised her leg. With a bang, he was once again kicked into the river without being able to resist. Liu Ye escaped the disaster and climbed up the bank while crying, cowering at the side and not daring to make a sound.

Liu Quan drank a mouthful of water and staggered up from the river. Just as he was about to curse again, his vision was blocked. Song Wei held his head and pushed him into the river again.

The burly man was held down by a weak woman. No matter how he struggled, he could not break free. Only his hands were flailing wildly.

Song Wei’s expression was cold. “One, two, three… Twenty… Twenty-nine, thirty.”

At the thirty-first second, Song Wei let go of Liu Quan’s head. Liu Quan suddenly raised his head and panted heavily. Despite that, before he could even catch his breath, Song Wei pressed down again.