Chapter 908: Don’t Let Aunt Han Live Here
Ye Hao looked at the half of the child’s face which was b.l.o.o.d.y red as well as the faintly perceivable fingerprints.
Suddenly, he looked extremely bad, and the veins on his arms stuck out.
“Who did it?” He roared angrily, meanwhile casting knife like look at Han Xue and Han Qing not far away.
“I did.”
Xia Jingshu said aloud at this time.
Seeing that her son was going to beat them, she would like to see if he would even beat his own mom.
Ye Hao looked at his mother, the fury in his eyes turning into shock. He was shocked that his mother, who was always kind and friendly, should lay her hands on four-year-old Xixi.
“Mom, how can you beat your own granddaughter?” Ye Hao went to his mother’s side angrily, his tone of questioning full of fury.
Xia Jingshu caressed her chest. Because of agitation, she was somewhat short of breath.
“Why can’t I? The good daughter you taught now dare to drive people out of here. So will she ask me her grandmother to get out someday?”
“Mom, what are you talking about?” Ye Hao said angrily.
Xia Jingshu gave a cold hum.
“What I am talking about? Ask your daughter what she has just said.” Xia Jingshu was furious beyond control. The thought that such a little child would ask others to get out agitated her.
She also had much love for Xixi in the past few years. Now, however, the child was not with her, and even confronted her often. She did not respect her at all.
Ye Hao stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears from her daughter’s eyes. Seeing how sad her daughter was, his heart twitched painfully like having a convulsion.
“Baby, tell dad what happened?”
Ye Hao tried to calm himself down.
Xixi, who had just cried so hard, looked at her father while blowing her nose at the same time. After a while, she pointed at Han Xue and said amid sobs, “Dad, I don’t want Aunt Han to live in our house. You just said that the castle is mine. I don’t want them to live here. I tell them to go, not to live here.”
Xixi said while crying. Her look of being wronged seemed pitiful. She lay on her father’s shoulder, tears and runny nose all left on his clothes.
Ye Hao’s heart was twisted as if being cut by a knife. The child’s words made his heart ache.
He patted the child on the back, turning around and walking towards Han Xue, his wife by name.
There was no love for this woman in his eyes, nothing at all.
“Han Xue, I have warned you not to abuse Xixi. You forget that, don’t you?” Ye Hao’s voice was very cold and freezing lights s.h.i.+ned out of his eyes. “Since you can’t do what you have promised before, please pack up and leave.”
Han Xue stood still there, her face quite pale under the light, her hands firmly grasped. She looked at her husband, who she tried hard to please but was still very indifferent to her.
“I didn’t.” She shook her head and said angrily, “I haven’t abused Xixi. I can swear to G.o.d.”
Ye Hao said, “If you haven’t abused Xixi, then why does she hate you so much and want you to get out of here?”
Ye Hao did not believe that his daughter would hate this woman out of no reason. Though his daughter was somewhat spoiled by him. She was not a bad child.
Han Xue frowned irritably. She glanced at Xixi on Ye Hao’s shoulder. This little thing, she really didn’t know how she offended her for her to always go against her.