Strange in public! Trying to conceive in private! Pampered and kissed every night.

Song Xinya sized up the man who had appeared at Jian Yi's house.

He was thin and wiry, like a dried bamboo pole, with dark circles under his eyes, hunched over, and exuding a listless and sinister aura.

Like the zombies in Plants vs. Zombies who have become sentient.

The man was also sizing up Song Xinya. She had a beautiful face, exquisite makeup, and was dressed in high-end luxury clothes. Her demeanor was noble, which was completely out of place in this old and dilapidated self-built house.

His tone was impatient: "You must have come to the wrong door. I don't know you, and you're not from around here. Get out of here."

He reached out to close the door.

When you're out in the world, you have to choose your own identity. Song Xinya: "I am Jian Yiyi's teacher."

The man stopped closing the door: "Oh, so it's a teacher from school coming for a home visit."

Song Xinya: "Can I come inside now?"

The man opened the door, which was half-closed: "Yes."

Song Xinya entered the house smoothly.

In the dim light of the living room, she saw Jian Yiyi's grandmother crying.

The cushions that should have been on the sofa were thrown on the floor, covered with the footprints of several men.

On the chipped floor, shards of glass were scattered everywhere.

Song Xinya could tell that a fierce argument had taken place here earlier.

The man looked at the crying grandmother and said, "Don't cry, Jian Yi's homeroom teacher is here."

Grandma wiped her eyes, looked up and saw Song Xinya, and exclaimed in surprise, "Teacher Song!"

Jian Yiyi's grandmother always attends her parent-teacher conferences, as she knows Jian Yiyi's homeroom teacher.

Grandma knew that Song Xinya was not Jian Yiyi's homeroom teacher, but she didn't expose her.

"Teacher Song, what brings you here?"

Song Xinya placed the two boxes of gifts she was carrying on the table: "A friend gave me two boxes of Six Walnuts. My child doesn't like to drink it, and since I was passing by today, I thought I'd give them to Yi Yi to drink."

Grandma: "Thank you, Teacher Song, you're so kind."

Song Xinya looked around the room: "Where's Yi Yi?"

Grandma: "She went to the library to look up information today."

The gaunt and gloomy man muttered, "Why go to the library instead of selling tofu at the market? What's the point of girls reading so many books? As long as they can do laundry, cook, and have children, that's enough."

He seized the opportunity to say, "Since Jian Yiyi isn't home, Teacher Song, you've come all this way for nothing. You should go home now."

Grandma glanced at him and said, "Shuibing, Teacher Song has come all this way, go and pour her a cup of hot tea."

Jian Shuibing: "Why are you pouring hot tea? I just smashed the kettle. You're really getting senile; you don't even remember what happened five minutes ago."

He turned to look at Song Xinya: "Teacher Song, Jian Yiyi always stays at the library for a long time, and we don't know when she'll be back. Don't waste your time here, let's go."

The dark wooden door was pushed open with a hoarse, heavy sound; Jane Yi had returned.

When she saw Song Xinya, her eyes lit up: "Teacher Song!"

The girl ran happily toward Song Xinya, her high ponytail billowing in the air in a clean and gentle youthful arc.

"Teacher Song, I have a physics problem that I can't solve. I've looked up a lot of information in the library, but I still don't quite understand it. Could you explain it to me?"

Just as Song Xinya opened her mouth to say "okay," Jian Shuibing's scolding voice cut in: "What are you doing with physics problems? Go to the market and sell tofu! Because you weren't here, nobody's selling tofu today, which means I've missed out on earning tens of yuan. Tens of yuan is enough for me to buy several packs of cigarettes!"

Jane bent down to pick up the broken pieces on the ground, without much reaction.

Clearly, similar reprimands have occurred many times.

Jian Shuibing muttered under her breath, "Look at other people's kids, they dropped out of junior high and went out to work and earn money. Look at you, I raised you all these years, spent so much money, and you haven't given me a single penny back. You're still thinking about going to college every day, and then you'll just have to spend my money again. You're such a money-loser!"

Grandma shouted, "Stop talking! Don't say that in front of others!"

Jian Shuibing: "It's because you've always protected her that she's so willful, continuing to go to school instead of dropping out to work and earn money for me!"

People who fail are particularly good at making excuses for themselves.

They blame everything and everyone else, but never themselves.

He's a coward outside, but a king at home.

The less capable a man is, the more he likes to act like a tyrant at home and physically abuse the women in his family.

Jian Shuibing looked at Jian Yiyi, who was squatting on the ground tidying up her things, and scolded her even more fiercely: "Every time I talk to you, you don't listen. You're always like a silent gourd. Your mouth is useless, and your tongue is useless too. You're so quiet you can't even fart!"

He raised his hand and patted Jane Yi's head.

Song Xinya reached out and grabbed his arm, forcefully throwing it backward.

Jian Shuibing stumbled backward and fell to the ground.

Song Xinya kicked a shard of glass under his buttocks.

Jian Shuibing plopped down on the shards of glass, the sharp edges tearing through his clothes, slicing his skin, and digging into his flesh!

He screamed in agony, his mouth agape: "Ah—"

He certainly has a mouth and a tongue, and he shouts quite loudly.

Jian Shuibing, clutching her backside, stood up from the ground and pointed at Song Xinya: "You..."

Song Xinya: "I used too much force, I didn't mean to."

Grandma: "Teacher Song is a good person, she definitely didn't do it on purpose."

Jian Yiyi: "Teacher Song exercises regularly, so he has a lot of strength."

Jian Shuibing pointed at her grandmother and Jian Yiyi, gesturing back and forth: "You're all siding with outsiders. Anyone who didn't know better would think she was your family."

"Luckily, I searched high and low beforehand and managed to get Jian Yiyi's tuition fees, otherwise I wouldn't even have money to go to the hospital for a butt checkup."

Jane turned sharply to look at him: "That's my tuition fee, my senior year tuition fee! How could you take it to gamble!"

Jian Shuibing: "You should quit that lousy school as soon as possible and drop out to work. Not only will it not cost you any money, but you can also earn money for me every month to help me pay off my gambling debts."

Jane lunged forward, reaching into Jane Shuibing's pocket: "Give me my tuition! That's what my grandma and I earned selling tofu!"

Jian Shuibing: "This is outrageous! You even dare to rob your father! I've been too good to you, you little brat!"

He reached out and slapped Jian Yiyi across the face.

*Slap!* Song Xinya slapped him first!

She didn't hold back at all, swinging her arm in a wide arc, and slapped Jian Shuibing hard across the face, leaving a bloody red handprint!

Jian Shuibing was spun around on the spot after being hit, and slammed her head against the door with a loud thud, raising a large bump on her forehead.

While he was still completely bewildered, Song Xinya stepped in front of him, took the opportunity to reach into his pocket, and pulled out a wad of cash.

After regaining her senses, Jian Shuibing glared at Song Xinya with bloodshot eyes: "So this time you're going to use that 'I didn't mean it' trick again?"

Song Xinya: "No need, I've already called the police, they'll be here soon."

Jian Shuibing: "You broke into my house, hit me, and you dare to call the police?"

Song Xinya had deduced from the conversation between Jian Shuibing and Jian Yiyi that Jian Shuibing was a gambler.

What kind of conscience can someone who is addicted to gambling, even using their children's tuition fees to gamble, possibly have? They must have done a lot of illegal and disorderly things.

"Those who organize gambling or make a living from gambling will not only be subject to administrative penalties, but if the circumstances are serious, they will also be held criminally liable. Why would I call the police? Of course, it's to arrest you."

Startled, Jian Shuibing turned and ran outside.

He ran to the door, but then he felt resentful. Being beaten and scolded by a woman in his own home, how could he ever act tough again?

Gamblers think differently from normal people; they are easily angered, prone to wishful thinking, and impulsive.

Jian Shuibing turned around and went back, picked up the long knife that was used to cut tofu and slashed at Song Xinya.

The cold blade gleamed with a chilling light; if it struck a person, it would surely tear their skin and flesh apart.

I'm going to teach that bitch a lesson today!

Suddenly, bang—, a chop to the neck landed on Jian Shuibing.

Ruthless, unstoppable, and incredibly powerful.

Jian Shuibing rolled her eyes and collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud.

Song Xinya saw Qin Yuhe's face.