BOSS strikes: sweet wife with twin treasures

Chapter 588
After confirming that Qu Li was not there, Song Zhimeng felt inexplicably relieved.

Just when she was about to turn around and leave, she suddenly heard that domineering little fat man say arrogantly:
"You little trash, get the hell out of here! I'm the biggest here, so you all have to listen to me!"

Qu Yifan put his hands on his hips and spoke righteously:
"Your behavior is wrong, I'm going to tell your mother!"

"Hahaha, tell my mother to go! Anyway, no matter what happens, my mother will always stand by my side!"

The little fat man put his hips on his hips triumphantly, and pointed at Qu Yifan aggressively with his free other hand, almost poking him in the face:

"I only saw you and your father coming here just now. I guess you are a little bastard without a mother!"

It was just a casual sentence from the little fat man, but unexpectedly, it hit the most sensitive part of Qu Yifan's heart.

Although he is young, he has a very strong self-esteem.

What he hates the most is that others say he is a little bastard without a mother.

Therefore, upon hearing these words, Qu Yifan's face changed immediately.

However, he was relatively calm, suppressed his anger, pointed at the little fat man and said angrily:

"You nonsense, you nonsense! You apologize to me now!"

The little fat man didn't even look him in the eye:
"Apologize? I have grown up so much, others have always apologized to me. I have never apologized to others. Think beautifully!"

After throwing down these words, the little fat man turned around triumphantly and was about to leave.

But this time, Qu Yifan stepped forward very persistently and grabbed his arm:

"Stop, you have to apologize to me today!"

The little fat man was obviously a little impatient:
"You're a motherless bastard, bastard, little bastard!"

After cursing these words, he raised his fist and hit Qu Yifan heavily, causing him to fall directly to the ground.

After the beating, he seemed not enough to vent his anger, and kicked him forward again:
"Who are you? Why should I apologize? You are a bastard, and I won't apologize if I don't apologize!"

The word "wild species" obviously angered Qu Yifan completely.

He was half lying on the ground like this, looking up at the little fat man hatefully.

The little fat man put his hands on his hips, and walked in front of Qu Yifan with great air:

"Little wild species, you still dare to stare at me? No matter how much you stare at me, you are still a wild species!"

With a cold snort, the little fat man turned to leave.

At this moment, Qu Yifan suddenly got up and bumped into the little fat man.

The little fat man was hit and fell to the ground, and Qu Yifan straddled him directly.

The two little boys wrestled together in the next second.

Song Zhimeng was stunned looking at that.

Because Qu Yifan looked a bit flimsy, but his reaction was very sensitive, he fought as if he had been trained.

Although the little fat man was a bit bigger than him, his reaction was very slow and his movements were very slow.

The two fought back and forth several times, the little fat man's face was bruised by Qu Yifan, and even his clothes were torn.

Where has that little fat man seen this scene before!

After all, from the time he entered kindergarten to elementary school, he was the only one who bullied others.

This is the first time he has been beaten since he grew up!

Although the little fat man was used to being arrogant and domineering, he was still just a child. After being punched by Qu Yifan a few times, he sat on the ground and started crying.

The little fat man's mother was packing cakes for him to take home, when she heard her son's cry, she ran over in a hurry.

As soon as the little fat man saw his mother, he immediately threw himself into her arms. The villain first complained:

"Mommy, he hit me!"

The fat mother glanced at Qu Yifan, and was still a little skeptical in her heart.

After all, the kid looked only four or five years old, younger than his son, and much thinner.

But when she looked down and saw her child's face, her anger rose instantly.

She even rushed directly in front of Qu Yifan and pushed him hard:
"Stinky boy, what's the matter with you? How did you beat my son like this?"

Qu Yifan lost his footing and fell directly to the ground.

The fat woman was heartbroken when she heard her son cry, and became even more angry.

He rushed forward, grabbed Qu Yifan's wrist, pulled him up, and said angrily:

"Where are your parents? Where are your parents? It's too much! You beat someone at such a young age. If you don't give an explanation today, no one is allowed to leave!"

After seeing this scene, Song Zhimeng on the side felt a wave of nameless anger rising up.

When she was about to rush over to protect Qu Yifan in her arms, suddenly a tall figure rushed in and snatched Qu Yifan out of the woman's arms.

After Song Zhimeng saw this scene, she subconsciously took a few steps back, and she hid herself behind the huge landscape plants:
"Since Qu Li is here, Qu Yifan should be fine, right?"

Song Zhimeng didn't want to start a confrontation with Qu Li again, so she hesitated for a while, and was about to turn around and leave.

But before she took any steps, she heard a distorted voice behind her with suppressed anger:
"Qu Yifan, what's the matter with you? I taught you Taekwondo for self-defense, not for you to bully other children!"

"Daddy, I don't!"

Qu Yifan looked at Qu Li aggrievedly, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by that ferocious fat woman:
"How dare you say you didn't! Look how you beat my son? How dare you lie and say you didn't?"

Speaking of which, the fat woman turned her head to look at Qu Li, but she didn't seem to recognize that the one standing in front of her was the film king.

She looked at him angrily, and accused:
"Sir, you must give me an explanation today. If you don't give me an explanation, I will call the police immediately."

"Although both of them are children, your son's shot is too heavy! Can you see how my son was beaten?"

"The clothes on him are all torn, it's terrible! To put it bluntly, if he goes out like this in the future, others will think he has no tutor!"

The fat woman crackled and preached, and Qu Li's face changed slightly.

He turned his head to look at his son, squatted halfway in front of him, and said softly:

"Fanfan, why don't we apologize first?"

Perhaps in the eyes of adults, if this kind of matter is to be resolved, there must be someone who bows his head and calms down.

(End of this chapter)