Martial arts have become extinct worldwide, yet I am forced to have a large family.

Who is this middle-aged woman?

Why is there so much hostility towards Xu Huanhuan?

Yang Xian frowned slightly.

But Xu Huanhuan acted as if nothing had happened, and even replied with a smile:

"Aunt Lan, it's been years, but you still haven't gotten rid of your gossipy ways."

"If Uncle Wang knew that you secretly bring other men into the house every few days when he's not home, I wonder if he'd break your legs?"

"You!" Aunt Lan's face suddenly changed, and her hand pointing at Xu Huanhuan trembled with anger.

impossible!

How did she know about this?!

"You good-for-nothing! You have such a foul mouth; you can't just say whatever comes to mind!"

Aunt Lan's voice became shrill.

"Am I talking nonsense?" Xu Huanhuan tilted her head and blinked innocently.

"I still remember the time you cheated on Uncle Wang years ago!"

"I just wonder, is your precious son really Uncle Wang's biological son...?"

"You brat! You good-for-nothing! I'm going to strangle you today!" Aunt Lan was completely enraged. She didn't care about her image anymore and charged at Xu Huanhuan with her claws outstretched.

Yang Xian frowned, and without thinking, he stepped in front of Xu Huanhuan, casually raising his hand and waving it.

"Snapped!"

After a crisp sound, Aunt Lan was sent flying by an invisible force, rolling several times on the ground before coming to a stop.

"You...you dare hit me!" Aunt Lan covered her swollen cheek, her eyes filled with malice.

"I'm hitting you because I'm looking down at you, my eyes indifferent. Get lost!"

"You..." Aunt Lan wanted to say a few more harsh words.

But the next second, Yang Xian walked towards him expressionlessly.

Aunt Lan's remaining words were stuck in her throat.

She scrambled to her feet and ran away as fast as she could.

Only after the figure disappeared at the alley entrance did Xu Huanhuan turn her gaze away and look at Yang Xian.

Why did you help me just now?

Her voice was soft and sweet, with a touch of playfulness.

"Are you afraid I can't beat her, or... have you secretly fallen for me?"

As she spoke, she extended her index finger and gently poked Yang Xian's chest.

Yang Xian subconsciously looked down at her.

This mischievous little devil can even act like a little girl, being coquettish.

They're... kind of cute.

"Stop flattering yourself." Yang Xian cleared his throat. "I just can't stand people who act like they're old and have such a foul mouth."

"Really?" Xu Huanhuan tilted her head, clearly not believing the explanation. "Or... are you worried I'll lose my temper and kill her? Afraid I'll get into huge trouble, right?"

Yang Xian fell silent.

Finally, he nodded almost imperceptibly.

For this kind of gossipy shrew, it's enough to teach her a lesson and make her remember it.

If someone actually dies, then the trouble will be huge.

In this era, if a martial artist kills an ordinary person, the consequences are not just a few years in prison; they can be extremely serious.

"Pfft." Xu Huanhuan chuckled, her big eyes curving into beautiful crescents. "Oh dear, I'm not as stingy as you say!"

"Whether you're stingy or not, you know best in your heart," Yang Xian replied irritably.

"Don't worry, don't worry!" Xu Huanhuan waved her hand dismissively. "She's very sensible! But judging from her expression, she definitely won't let this go. I'll give her a good beating next time I have the chance!"

Yang Xian: "..."

So you're not even going to act anymore, huh?

He was too lazy to argue with this little devil anymore; as long as no one got killed, that was fine.

Xu Huanhuan got back on the motorcycle and put her helmet back on.

Yang Xian sat down as well, and couldn't help but ask, "Speaking of which, why was that person so hostile towards you just now?"

"She's been like this since she was little."

Xu Huanhuan started the motorcycle, the sound coming from under her helmet.

When I was a child, I always thought that I was disliked because I had a mother but no father to raise me.

"Later, I accidentally discovered that she was secretly bringing other men home, and I slowly understood why she was always finding ways to target me."

The best way for someone who has done something wrong to feel at peace is to criticize someone who seems even worse than themselves.

It seems that proving others are more wrong than oneself can alleviate one's own guilt.

They can even stand on the moral high ground and attack others with a clear conscience.

"However, I'm not so easy to bully!" Xu Huanhuan's tone suddenly became light and cheerful, with a hint of smugness.

"I knew she was terrified of snakes, so when we were little, I would often catch a few small, non-venomous snakes and secretly throw them into her house."

"After I threw it away, I didn't leave. I just squatted outside her house and waited until she came home!"

"That scream was simply the most delightful sound in the world! Hehe!"

Yang Xian: (⊙⊙)

Good guy!

So this girl was a demon from a young age!

No wonder they love playing pranks so much now!

As they spoke, the motorcycle gradually slowed down and eventually stopped in front of a brick house.

The house looks quite old.

At the entrance to the courtyard, an elderly woman with a hunched back was squatting on a small stool, washing vegetables in a large basin.

"Grandma! Grandma!! I'm home!"

Xu Huanhuan took off her helmet and fell off the vehicle.

The voice was clear and loud, filled with barely suppressed excitement.

The old lady who was washing vegetables paused and slowly raised her head.

Those somewhat cloudy eyes narrowed, as if trying to make out the figure in front of them.

"Huanhuan? You are... Huanhuan?"

"Grandma, it's me! It's Huanhuan!" Xu Huanhuan ran to the old woman's side and squatted down as well.

"Oh my! Huanhuan! It really is you!"

Grandma quickly wiped her hands on her apron, her eyes shining: "My good child, it's been years since I last saw you, you've grown into such a beautiful young lady! Let Grandma take a good look at you... Grandma has missed you so much!"

"I miss you too, Grandma!" Xu Huanhuan's eyes also reddened.

"You silly child, why didn't you tell me you were coming back?" Grandma scolded playfully, then looked behind her. "Where's your mother? Didn't she come back with you? How have you been doing abroad these past few years? Has it been tough for you?"

After entering the Xu family, Xu Huanhuan was explicitly told that she was not allowed to have any further contact with her birth mother's relatives.

To avoid worrying the two elderly people, her mother only told them that Huanhuan had gone to live abroad with her.

"Mom...Mom's busy with work, so she didn't come back this time." Xu Huanhuan forced a smile. "As for abroad...she's doing alright!"

"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back." Grandma nodded with relief, then her gaze fell on Yang Xian standing to the side. "By the way, Huanhuan, who is this...?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Huanhuan immediately stood up and grabbed Yang Xian's arm:

"He's my boyfriend!"

"I brought him back specifically to see you!"