Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, Han Yichen’s complexion turned even darker.
"Is that so? Why is it that I rember that every ti Ziyan dirtied her clothes, you asked Ruochen to wash them for her? That’s not all. You even made her bring all kinds of traditional dicines that could have made Ziyan feel better. Regardless of whether it was raining or it was winter. You just asked Ruochen to follow Ziyan like she was her little maid instead of her elder sister! And when I objected, you said that the two of them were sisters and this was how it was for every other family, now that it is Ruochen’s turn, suddenly, your own words don’t count?"
"How is that the sa?"
"What’s the difference? You tell , what is the difference? If you do not explain this matter to well, Old ng, then don’t bla for not giving you any face. You are the one who did not want it in the first place. All these years, just because I have never lost my temper with you, you think that I am not a man who can control you, is that right?"
Han Yichen admitted that he was a rather patient man, but it did not an that he would not raise his hands if he were to find out that his children were being bullied. In the past, he used to stay quiet because his children were the first to run ahead and safeguard ng Yunhan.
"You..." ng Yunhan was finally scared. She knew that Han Yichen was a good man, but that did not an that he did not have any kind of temper. If he were to get angry, then he would surely make things difficult for her.
She stamred for a while before saying, "At that ti, Ziyan was sick—"
"Then isn’t Ruochen feeling sick as well? I rember Ziyan was feeling well today. Since that is the case, then she can help her sister, as it happens in most families."
Han Yichen had cleared his stance at once. If ng Yunhan still refused, then she would see how Han Yichen would deal with her.
Han Ziyan, who understood the matter, was now feeling nervous. Why did she have to repay Han Ruochen? Han Ruochen was the one who owed her. She did not want to wash Han Ruochen’s dirty clothes. It was so dirty; how could her father even suggest a thing?
"Ziyan, Ziyan! Co out right now." Not even looking at ng Yunhan, Han Yichen shouted while looking at Han Ziyan’s bedroom.
When Han Ziyan heard his voice, she was so anxious that she was circling the room. She did not want to go out, but if she did not go out, then what would her father think? Han Ziyan was so anxious that she wanted to dig a hole and bury herself in it so that her father would not be able to find her.
"You... why are you shouting for Ziyan to co out? I will wash Han Ruochen’s clothes? alright? Now calm down." ng Yunhan was also furious; she did not expect Han Yichen to be this determined.
ng Yunhan was extrely reluctant to wash Han Ruochen’s clothes, but she was even more reluctant to let Han Ziyan wash Han Ruochen’s clothes. She could only take the task. She went to the yard and picked up Han Ruochen’s pants and undergarnts that she had thrown in the laundry basket. With a disgusted look, she picked it up and muttered angrily to herself, "She is such a lazybones. Even worms would refuse to grow on her. Such a small matter, and she had to seek help for such a small thing. She is such a lazy girl; who would dare to marry her? You can continue to dote on her, can you look after her for the rest of your life?"
Even though she was not willing to wash Han Ruochen’s clothes, she still did not want to stay silent. She wanted to grumble and tell her husband that he was being the one in the wrong.
However, as soon as she finished speaking, Han Yichen said, "Oh, so you think that this is being lazy?" He did not waste her breath and turned to look in the direction of Han Ruochen’s room and shouted, "Ruochen, rember, from now on, you don’t have to help Ziyan at all. She will settle her matters on her own, or your mother will take care of her."
"I understand." Han Ruochen’s muffled voice resonated through the door.
Obviously, she had heard everything that happened between ng Yunhan and Han Yichen.
"You... you... Both of you, father and daughter, are bent on bullying , right? Yichen, are you going to give a way out or not?" ng Yunhan was very angry. She raised the pants in the air and wanted to dump Han Ruochen’s clothes on the floor.
"Try and dare to throw those clothes!" Han Yichen glared at his wife. "It will beco dirtier if you throw it on the floor, and you still have to wash it. You have to rewash it if you throw it on the floor. If you don’t wash it, or did not wash it thoroughly, fine, you can ask Ziyan to co and wash it for Ruochen."
Han Yichen was fully aware of ng Yunhan’s temper; there was no way he could use any kind of reasoning with ng Yunhan. If he wanted to deal with ng Yunhan, then he would have to beco as unreasonable as ng Yunhan. If he wanted ng Yunhan to listen to him, then there was only one way to deal with her, and that was by dragging Han Ziyan.
"Fine! I understand. I will wash the clothes of your precious daughter, alright? Will that do?" Han Ruochen was burning with anger as she dumped the clothes back in the laundry basket. Looking at his wife, who had finally restrained his temper, Han Yichen snorted. "Don’t try to act sneaky with or else I will deal with you and Ziyan."
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