Mr. Yan, wake up! Your wife isn't a delicate little flower.

"etc!"

Qin Ruosu's greatest skill is using tears as a weapon.

They use a delicate appearance to mask their vulnerability and evoke pity from others.

Before she could even start crying, Cheng Xihe stopped her.

Cheng Xihe kicked the coffee table in front of him.

"Sizzle!"

The table legs scraped against the floor, making a harsh sound.

Cheng Xihe stood up and grabbed the gemstone necklace: "You slandered someone, why are you crying?"

"Xihe, that's enough, do you have to make things so ugly?" Qin Jian couldn't stand Qin Ruosu's tearful appearance and wanted to say a few more words to her.

Cheng Xihe remained unconvinced: "I said she didn't mention you, right?"

Turning around, Cheng Xihe looked coldly at Qin Jian: "What do you mean by forcing Xiaxia to admit her mistake without even asking her?"

Are you putting on airs at home?

You've done this kind of thing a lot before, haven't you?

Qin Jian's expression grew increasingly grim, and his anger was building up.

However, Cheng Xihe showed him no mercy: "I'll ask you one question: how can you do this to my deceased mother?"

"I haven't held anything against you for what happened before. Do you really think we two sisters are pushovers?"

Cheng Xihe walked up to Qin Jian.

Even though she was shorter than Qin Jian, her presence was no less imposing.

Long, slender, pale fingers pointed at Qin Jian's chest, tapping it several times: "Ask yourself, do you still have a conscience?"

"Xiaxia, let's go."

"Okay." Qin Shengxia jogged to catch up.

Cheng Xihe took a couple of steps with the necklace in his hand, then turned to look at Qin Ruosu: "Since you don't like it that much, I'll take it away."

Qin Ruosu's expression changed instantly, but she dared not say anything more.

Ignoring the unpleasant looks from the others, Cheng Xihe led Qin Shengxia upstairs.

Qin Yebai, who was hiding in the corner, quickly got up and slunk back to his room.

"elder sister."

Back in Qin Shengxia's room.

As soon as Cheng Xihe sat down, Qin Shengxia rushed over, hugged her waist, and knelt on the ground, crying, "Sister, I didn't steal anything, no one believes me..."

"I know."

Cheng Xihe patted Qin Shengxia's head: "I believe you. They've done this many times before, right?"

"Um……"

Sniffling with grievance, Qin Shengxia's face was covered in tears: "Dad used to never listen to me either, he would just slap me."

I've been framed like this countless times since I was a child.

At first, Qin Jian tried to smooth things over, thinking it was impossible.

As the incidents repeated themselves, she realized that no matter how many mouths she had, she couldn't explain herself clearly.

In the end, even if Qin Ruosu openly targeted her, Qin Jian didn't take it seriously.

I felt it was something she should do.

"Don't be afraid."

Cheng Xihe took out a few tissues and wiped away her tears: "From today onwards, in this house, you don't need to worry about their moods."

"If anyone bullies you, I'll kill them."

"But, Dad..."

Qin Shengxia looked at Cheng Xihe cautiously.

With a cold sneer, Cheng Xihe said, "What's there to be afraid of? Qin Jian is the one who should feel the most guilty!"

"Sister, it's so good to have you here!" Qin Shengxia pouted, tears still streaming down her face.

After offering a few words of comfort, Cheng Xihe stood up and said, "Since you're not comfortable staying at home, pack your things. I'll take you to stay somewhere else."

"Now, now?" Qin Shengxia's eyes were filled with astonishment.

Nodding, Cheng Xihe said naturally, "Of course, I have plenty of places to live, there's no need for me to stay at home and suffer."

Anyway, she had disliked Qin Jian for a long time.

"But……"

Qin Shengxia hesitated for a moment, then met Cheng Xiping's calm gaze and agreed: "Okay! Shall we move out tonight?"

"Okay, tonight then."

Cheng Xihe handed Qin Shengxia a tissue: "Wipe your face, go wash it, and pack your things."

"OK!"

Sniffing, Qin Shengxia smiled and said, "I'll go get ready now."

She pulled a suitcase out of the walk-in closet and began packing her things, her eyes filled with anticipation for the life ahead.

Living with my sister is at least better than being mistreated at home!

Seeing that Qin Shengxia's emotions had finally stabilized, Cheng Xihe said, "You pack first, just take the important things, I'll come and call you in a bit."

"Okay, sister!"

After patting Qin Shengxia's head, Cheng Xihe left her room.

As soon as he stepped outside, Cheng Xihe's smile vanished instantly.

Qin Ruosu stood awkwardly at the door of Cheng Xihe's room, looking like she had been bullied.

"What kind of expression is that?"

Cheng Xihe's eyes were cold. "At a time like this, are you still pretending?"

"Xihe..."

"You're so noisy."

Cheng Xihe interrupted her spellcasting and pressed, "Are you here to apologize to my sister?"

"No, I..."

"Snapped!"

Before Qin Ruosu could finish speaking, Cheng Xihe slapped her across the face.

She glanced at Qin Ruosu: "Why are you here in front of me if you're not here to apologize? Are you trying to provoke me?"

"Xihe, that's not what I meant, I just..." Qin Ruosu was at a loss, wanting to explain, but she became more and more flustered.

"what!"

As soon as Cheng Xihe raised his hand, Qin Ruosu quickly covered both sides of her face: "No, don't hit me."

"With your face so close to mine, what else could it be but a beating?"

Cheng Xihe reached out and gently patted the back of her hand that was covering her face, his eyes cold.

Swallowing hard, Qin Ruosu said, "Xihe, I've come to see you..."

"If it's not an apology, I don't want to talk to you."

Cheng Xihe stared at Qin Ruosu: "You've done such a wrong thing, are you still going to be stubborn and refuse to apologize?"

"this……"

Lowering her head, Qin Ruosu gritted her teeth in hatred.

That damn Cheng Xihe, I really want to kill her.

"Oh, so you hate me?" Cheng Xihe keenly noticed her change.

When someone intends to kill another, the surrounding atmosphere will change.

Cheng Xihe keenly noticed it.

Reaching out and grabbing Qin Ruosu's chin, Cheng Xihe's gaze was cold: "Tell me, what exactly do you want to do?"

Cheng Xihe never used to beat the weak.

Especially girls like Qin Ruosu who only know how to act weak all day long.

Such a person is not without malice.

But in the face of absolute power, all the tricks and schemes will be exposed.

Qin Ruosu pointed to her pocket: "Necklace..."

"Oh, you threw it in my sister's room, so it must have been given to her, right?" Cheng Xihe scoffed.

Qin Ruosu panicked: "No, this is mine. My dad bought it for me. If you do this..."

"Am I afraid of Qin Jian?"

Cheng Xihe still had a smile on his face.

Qin Ruosu was filled with regret.

She shouldn't have listened to her mother down there and come looking for Cheng Xihe.

Qin Ruosu, trembling with fear, dared not speak again.

"It's not impossible to want it."

As Cheng Xihe finished speaking, Qin Ruosu looked up at her and asked, "What are the conditions?"

"Knock knock knock"

"Xiaxia, open the door."

Standing by the door, Cheng Xihe knocked on it with his other hand.

"Sister, shouldn't we...?"

Qin Shengxia opened the door with a smile, but her smile vanished the moment she saw Cheng Xi and Qin Ruosu opposite her…