Chapter 663: Chapter 663 – Heartache for Jiang Yang_1 Chapter 663: Chapter 663 – Heartache for Jiang Yang_1 “Xin Xin, please look after Jiang Yang for me.” Nan Fei, her eyes red with rage, snapped a thin willow branch from the roadside tree and lashed out without holding back.
“Since your parents don’t know how to teach you manners, I’ll take the honor today.”
The willow twig was thin and flexible. Fuelled by her anger, Nan Fei whipped Wei An, leaving a red mark each time. Wei An, who had never been scolded or hit growing up, cried out in pain.
As he wailed, he spat out curses.
Nan Fei whipped him two or three times before she dropped the branch to check on Jiang Yang. Seeing a wound on Jiang Yang’s forehead, where a stone had sliced the skin and left him bloody, she wished she had whipped Wei An even more.
“Jiang Yang!” Nan Fei bit her lip, her heart aching.
“Nan Fei, Jiang Yang!” Dai Xin hadn’t expected things to turn out this way. She used her handkerchief to press against the wound on Jiang Yang’s forehead. Seeing the little boy, who couldn’t even let out a cry from the pain, made her heart clench.
Their granduncle, who adored his grandchildren, would be heartbroken if he knew.
“Hmph!” She glared at Wei An with disgust.
Nan Fei struggled to hold back her tears. Jiang Yang, with a lost look in his eyes, called out weakly, “Sister Nan Fei?”
“Jiang Yang!” Nan Fei’s heart ached even more.
The little brother that she adored and protected, despite their family’s poverty and hardships, was now hurt.
“Him, the jerk!” Jiang Yang pointed at Wei An, who was rolling around on the ground, wailing. He wanted to fetch a basin of water to help Sister Nan Fei, but then realized this was not their home.
“Sister Nan Fei.” The little boy’s eyes dimmed.
“It’s okay, once you’re better, you can help Sister Nan Fei.”
“Huo Bei Jiang, the jerk.”
“I get it, you want jerk Huo Bei Jiang to help me, right? Good! I’ll call him shortly.”
Nan Fei didn’t hesitate any longer. She had to take Jiang Yang to the hospital right away. She bent down to carry Jiang Yang but was stopped by Tang Qian and her gang who had rushed out of the house upon hearing Wei An’s cries.
“You stop right there.” Seeing her son crying so miserably, Tang Qian’s heart ached. She knew he must have been done wrong by someone.
She examined the three standing there critically, “You must be Jiang Nan Fei, right? You’re the one who mistreated my son?”
As soon as her words finished, Lu Dongxin exclaimed dramatically, “Aunt, look at all those bloody marks on my cousin’s body! God! This is just… it’s too cruel!”
Tang Lan also disapproved. She wondered how a young girl who seemed so nice could be so narrow-minded and ruthless, even with a child.
Nan Fei sneered coldly. She had only struck him three times, and mainly on the fleshy part of his behind. How could there be so much blood? Her biggest regret now was not hitting him more times.
“Auntie, look.” Lu Dongxin pulled down Wei An’s trousers, revealing his behind. “My cousin is really miserable.”
And indeed, there were bloody marks.
“Mom… it hurts so bad! Help me kill that bastard, help me get revenge.” Now that reinforcements had arrived, Wei An’s cries grew even louder.
Fury clouded Tang Qian’s judgement and she raised her hand to slap Nan Fei, but was stopped by Dai Xin.
“Aunt Tang! Listen to me. Let me explain, it’s not what it looks like.”