Mr. Shang, please be passionately in love after marriage.

The atmosphere became tense. Ultimately, Cen Jiansheng was at fault for having an illegitimate daughter, so he naturally couldn't say much about An Suqin's accusations.

"You're a bad person!"

In the quiet atmosphere, Cen Chen's mournful cries suddenly came from upstairs. An Suqin, who loved her son dearly, immediately ran upstairs without finishing her meal upon hearing the noise.

Cen Jiansheng rubbed his temples, sighed, and followed.

"You're a bad person, I hate you!"

In the toy room specially built for Cen Chen, the floor was covered with a soft carpet, and various toys occupied the corners.

Cen Chen stood in the center of the toys, wiping away tears, his little body sobbing.

Cen hope stood opposite him, somewhat confused as to why he suddenly started crying.

"Chenchen!"

An Suqin pushed open the door and hugged Cen Chen, who was wailing. Seeing his mother, Cen Chen cried even harder in her arms.

Cen Jiansheng came up from behind, "What's wrong?"

An Suqin gently patted her son's back, her gloomy eyes sweeping over Cen hope beside her, her tone sharp: "You'll have to ask your good daughter about that. Who knows if she bullied Chenchen while the adults weren't around?"

Cen hope had always known that An Suqin didn't like her, so hearing her words only made her laugh.

"Ms. An, Cen Chen is six years old, and I am twenty-eight. I wouldn't stoop to his level."

The meal was incredibly boring. Cen hope looked up, her gaze fixed on the camera opposite her, and said in a cold tone, "If you're really worried and think I've bullied your son, you can check the surveillance footage."

From beginning to end, she had no idea why Cen Chen suddenly started crying.

She went upstairs, and before she could even say two words, he started crying.

An Suqin's eyes flickered.

Cen Chen sobbed, pushed An Suqin away, and went to Cen Jiansheng's side. He hugged his leg pitifully and said, "Daddy, she pushed me and pinched my arm. It hurts so much..."

As she spoke, her body trembled with fear.

It doesn't sound like a lie.

Cen Jiansheng knew that his son had been spoiled since childhood, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was fearless. This was the first time he had ever seen him so scared that he was trembling.

Cen Jiansheng picked Cen Chen up and stroked his little face. "Don't be afraid. Tell Daddy properly, did your sister really pinch you or push you?"

Cen Chen's long eyelashes fluttered. He first glanced at An Suqin, and then looked at Cen hope.

Mom said that this is the bad older sister; as long as she's around, the older sister can't come home...

Cen Chen didn't answer, but just pouted and cried even harder, almost unable to breathe.

Cen Jiansheng was naturally heartbroken. As for the surveillance footage, he was too lazy to check it. Cen Chen was the son he had watched grow up, so his heart naturally leaned towards him.

"Cen hope!"

He handed Cen Chen to An Suqin, his eyes filled with disappointment. "Chenchen is your younger brother, only six years old. You finally come to our house, and he's trying to share his toys and play with you. Yet you pinched him and pushed him. Apologize to your brother."

Cen hope looked calmly at Cen Chen, who was still crying, without saying a word.

A six-year-old child is a better actress than her.

"I told you, check the surveillance footage."

She wouldn't admit to something she didn't do.

Cen hope didn't want to stay there any longer, so she turned around and left the toy room.

"you……!"

Seeing her still so defiant, Cen Jiansheng's anger instantly escalated from three parts to seven. "I knew it! Your mother spoiled you!"

Cen hope paused, stopping in her tracks.

Why bring her mother into this?

She turned around again and strode over to An Suqin. An Suqin was startled by her actions. "What do you want to do...?"

Without saying a word, Cen hope pulled Cen Chen down and grabbed his collar.

"Mom, Dad..."

Cen Chen was only six years old and was usually spoiled by his family, but he was not familiar with Cen hope. When she grabbed his collar, he felt a little scared.

Cen Xi is usually mild-mannered, but that doesn't mean she won't hold grudges against others.

She stared at Cen Chen's tear-filled eyes, her voice unyielding: "I'll ask you one more time, did I really push you, pinch you?"

Cen Chen was so frightened that he forgot to cry.

He just kept crying and hiccuping, unable to say a word.

An Suqin pretended to hug her son back, and said in a tearful voice, "You've already stolen Ningning's marriage, why are you still bullying Chenchen like this? Cen Xi, just tell me, whatever you and your mother want, I'll give it to you, Ningning and I will give it all to you..."

This scene directly provoked Cen Jiansheng.

His wife and children are not for Cen Xilai to lecture.

"You wicked girl!"

He raised his arm, his hand poised to deliver a powerful slap to Cen hope's fair cheek.

"XiXi—"

A gentle, mellow voice came from afar, followed by a series of steady footsteps.

Cen Jiansheng's hand froze in mid-air, his palm stiff.

Unbeknownst to many, Shang Hanzhou had somehow ended up at the Cen family's residence.

The man's black shirt collar was loosely unbuttoned at the top, revealing a section of his cool collarbone. His sleeves were also rolled up a bit, revealing his muscular forearms with clearly visible blue veins.

He slowly went upstairs.

Long-legged, he walked to Cen hope's side and naturally put his arm around the girl's soft waist.

His cold face showed little expression, but his deep, dark eyes, as dark as if carved in black, were imposing, silently fixed on Cen Jiansheng.

Cen Jiansheng's hand trembled, but he finally clenched it into a fist and then let it fall.

He chuckled, "Hanzhou, what brings you here? Xixi told us before that you weren't feeling well and wouldn't be coming today."

As the slightly sweet scent of bergamot wafted over, Cen hope's back suddenly tensed.

Shang Hanzhou held her waist very tightly.

She fell silent for a moment, not expecting him to come over, even though she hadn't told him about it.

Shang Hanzhou lowered his gaze with his thin white eyelids and smiled faintly: "Since Xixi is back, I naturally have to stay with her."

"That's great."

Just moments ago he was furious, but now Cen Jiansheng could only awkwardly rub his hands together.

He glared at An Suqin, signaling her to quickly carry Cen Chen away.

An Suqin gritted her teeth, said nothing, and carried Cen Chen back to the room.

"Hanzhou, since we're already here, let's go downstairs for dinner together."

The anger that had been on Cen Jiansheng's face was no longer visible, and he chatted with Shang Hanzhou with ease.

Shang Hanzhou didn't even flinch, his cold voice remaining flat: "No."

They didn't even bother to explain their reasons for refusing; they simply used two words.

Cen Jiansheng, still smiling, saw the two downstairs.

"Next time you come back with Xiaoxi, be sure to let me know first, and I'll ask the kitchen to prepare more of your favorite dishes."

The all-black Maybach was parked right in front of the villa, without even wasting time going into the yard.

Cen hope got into the car and drove away. Even after they were out of sight, she could still see Cen Jiansheng standing at the door. She gave a sarcastic smirk.

"Did you cry?"