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Cheng Boming was being held by the collar by Cheng Qiuyi, swinging his arms in an attempt to throw a few punches at her. Unfortunately, his short arms flailed in the air like a monkey, looking quite comical.
Cheng Qiuyi found his words amusing. "Wait until you have the ability to say that. You're just a coward who doesn't dare to speak up when someone hits you, and you still have the nerve to call yourself a member of the Cheng Family."
"You!" Cheng Boming felt humiliated by her words, his chubby face turning red in the darkness of the night. "Just wait! When I grow up, I will definitely teach you a lesson!"
"I'll be waiting," Cheng Qiuyi said disdainfully as she dragged him out of the dark alley, while Cheng Boming struggled all the way.
When Liu Shuhan saw Cheng Qiuyi come out holding a child, she walked over and asked, "Why did it take so long? Who is this kid?"
Hearing Liu Shuhan's voice, Cheng Boming struggled even more fiercely. "Pretty sister, save me! This woman... she's not a good person! Pretty sister, help me!"
"Cheng Boming." Cheng Qiuyi finally let go of his collar and warned him harshly, "If you move again, I'll break your legs. Go ahead and try me."
Cheng Boming trembled in fear and obediently lowered his head, not daring to make a sound.
Liu Shuhan was quite surprised. She had heard Cheng Qiuyi mention Old Master Cheng's instructions before. "Cheng Boming? Isn't he at school?" It was indeed unfortunate for this child; one parent was on the brink of death while the other was in prison. He was not even ten years old yet, and his future was uncertain.
"Who knows how he got out," Cheng Qiuyi said with a frown of disgust. "He ruined my good mood for the entire evening. Let's go home first; I'll send him back to school later."
"I'm not going back to school!" Cheng Boming suddenly clung to Liu Shuhan's waist and wouldn't let go. "There's not a single good person at school! They only know how to bully me! If I stay in that hellhole any longer, they'll torture me to death!" He looked up at Liu Shuhan with tear-filled eyes. "Sister, my dad won't see me, and my mom is in prison because of this bad woman... I have no home now... Sister, please take me in... I'm begging you..." As he spoke, he actually started crying.
This sturdy little chubby boy had quite a loud voice, drawing the attention of passersby on the street.
Cheng Boming was a bit chubby, and he bore some resemblance to Cheng Qiuyi. Liu Shuhan felt a pang of reluctance to refuse him, so she gently patted his head and comforted him softly, "Alright, alright, no school today. Don't cry, little one. You're a little man; real men don't cry. It's quite shameful."
Cheng Boming wiped his tears with the back of his hand and cautiously asked, "Really?"
His eyes were almost identical to Cheng Qiuyi's, and as he looked at Liu Shuhan with such a pitiful expression, her heart softened. "Really, really. Does it look like your sister would lie to you?"
Cheng Qiuyi, with a stern face, pulled Cheng Boming away from Liu Shuhan. "No way, he has to go back to school tonight."
Cheng Boming pouted and started crying again. "You bad woman, let me go! You just want me to die! Sister, save me..."
People on the street had already begun to gather around them. Liu Shuhan awkwardly tugged at Cheng Qiuyi's sleeve. "Let's go home first; this is the middle of the street..."
Cheng Qiuyi thought about it and decided to drag Cheng Boming home. Along the way, Cheng Boming tried several times to act cute and reach for Liu Shuhan's hand, but each time he was firmly slapped on the back of his little chubby hand by Cheng Qiuyi. "You've got some nerve; you dare touch my woman?"
Cheng Boming covered his swollen hand and looked at Liu Shuhan with a wronged expression, silently pleading for her sympathy. Liu Shuhan pretended to scold Cheng Qiuyi. "Come on now, is it appropriate to talk to a little kid like that?"
Cheng Boming proudly stopped crying and smiled. "Sister, I'm not a little kid; my name is Cheng Boming. I've seen you before; you can call me Boming from now on. My mom calls me that too." He used his short, chubby fingers to wipe his nose clean, trying to act mature but failing miserably.
Liu Shuhan couldn't muster any fondness for his troublesome mother and feared that if she ignored him, he would cause more trouble. She could only respond perfunctorily, "Yes, Boming is not a little kid; he's a little man. Little men shouldn't cry easily."
For some reason, Cheng Boming felt quite fond of Liu Shuhan. After her encouragement, he quickly wiped away his tears and snot but was so vigorous that even the tip of his nose turned red.
Outside, the light was dim, and Liu Shuhan couldn't see Cheng Boming's condition clearly. It wasn't until they got home and turned on the lights that she realized he was hurt quite badly.
According to Cheng Qiuyi on the way, the kids who beat him were just middle school students. Young children often lack restraint when they act. Cheng Boming's face was bruised and swollen, his eyes puffy, and he had numerous injuries on his body. His school uniform was tattered and unrecognizable. Fortunately, they discovered it early; otherwise, Cheng Boming might have faced serious consequences. It's impressive that Cheng Boming could endure so much; despite his injuries, he was still making a fuss with Cheng Qiuyi along the way. They truly are a family, sharing the same temperament.
"How could they beat you up like this? Those people are outrageous!" Liu Shuhan, who had also been bullied as a child, couldn't stand seeing others being mistreated and wished she could grab those kids and teach them a lesson.
Cheng Qiuyi seemed to be unable to bear it any longer and dragged the dirty Cheng Boming into the bathroom. "Don't come out until you're clean."
Their home didn't have any clothes for children, so Liu Shuhan thought of lending her black sports outfit to Cheng Boming. That outfit was originally bought by Cheng Qiuyi when she dragged Liu Shuhan along for jogging. Liu Shuhan had only managed to wear it for two days before giving up, leaving it in the closet. It was a plain black sports outfit that wouldn't look out of place on a young boy.
Cheng Boming didn't want to leave a bad impression on Liu Shuhan or let the detestable Cheng Qiuyi see him make a fool of himself. He washed himself thoroughly until he smelled nice before coming out. As soon as he emerged, he leaned against Liu Shuhan with a grin, his chubby face scrunching up in delight. "Sister Shuhan..." He wanted to leap into her arms but hesitated because of the fierce Cheng Qiuyi sitting nearby. He felt that this wicked woman could do anything and shrank back timidly, not daring to act too freely.
Liu Shuhan carefully applied medicine to the various cuts and bruises on Cheng Boming's face and body but still felt uneasy. "Qiu Yi, should we take him to the hospital? With so many injuries, what if something serious happens..."
"He's not that fragile," Cheng Qiuyi dismissed her concern. "When I practiced martial arts with my master as a child, I sustained far worse injuries than this. If he can't endure such minor wounds, it's all because of Cheng Tianhong's pampering."
Cheng Boming stared at her with bulging eyes like a frog and received a sharp smack on the head from her in return. He dared not express his anger and covered his forehead, nearly crying from the pain.
"Cheng Boming, who were those kids that hit you? Do you know them?" Liu Shuhan asked.
"They're just petty bullies taking advantage of their connections! They think they can bite me now that the Cheng Family has fallen! Bah!" Cheng Boming spat angrily. Despite his young age, he didn't even realize where he had learned such harsh words.
Cheng Boming was cursing but didn't know any specific details about those kids. Liu Shuhan could only remind him to be more careful and protect himself in the future. He seemed pleased by her concern. "Sister Shuhan, you're really nice."
Liu Shuhan turned her face away sheepishly; little one, you really are too young to understand.
Cheng Qiuyi impatiently said, "You've taken a shower and applied the medicine, now let's go. I'll take you back to school."
"I’m not going back!" Cheng Boming, the chubby boy, agilely clung to the sofa and refused to let go. "If you take me back, it’s like sending me to my death! Those people will beat me to death; I won’t go back!" He turned to Liu Shuhan for help, "Sister Shuhan, save me! I don’t want to go back!"
"Alright, alright, just take your time and tell me," Liu Shuhan signaled Cheng Qiuyi with her eyes and asked Cheng Boming, "Who wants to beat you? Tell your sister, and she’ll help you get even."
"It’s those kids from the uncles my dad knew before!" Cheng Boming complained to Liu Shuhan. "They used to cling to me, and now they either mock me or beat me up. Sister Shuhan, you have to teach them a good lesson for me!"
"What?" Liu Shuhan was furious. "These little brats have no reason to bully others like that!"
"Exactly!" Cheng Boming echoed.
"Don’t listen to this kid's nonsense," Cheng Qiuyi said coldly from the side. "Like father, like son; this kid is best at spinning tales."
"You’re the one spinning tales!" Cheng Boming retorted defiantly. "They all say I’m a bastard and that my mom is a seductress. A bunch of worthless scum! They don’t even know what nonsense they’re talking!"
As soon as he said this, Cheng Qiuyi and Liu Shuhan exchanged glances, both falling silent.
In fact, Cheng Boming was quite innocent. The grievances of the previous generation had dragged him into this mess; as a child without support, he naturally became an easy target for everyone, especially those who had been oppressed by the Cheng Family in the past.
Cheng Boming was still in elementary school; what did kids who couldn’t even fully understand Pinyin know? It was all taught by adults.
When the wall falls, everyone pushes; the shift in public opinion was indeed too swift.
A slap landed on Cheng Boming's face as Cheng Qiuyi calmly said, "Once you enter my home, you must follow my rules. Keep your filthy words to yourself. If I hear another word from you, I'll sew your mouth shut."
Liu Shuhan sighed lightly, "You should stay here tonight. Tomorrow, Sister Qiu Yi will take you to school to talk to the teacher. If anyone bullies you again, you need to tell the teacher, understand?"
Both Cheng Boming and Cheng Qiuyi looked at each other with disdain.
"Who is her brother!"
"Who wants such a cheap brother?"
Liu Shuhan initially wanted Cheng Boming to stay in the guest room where she used to live, but was firmly rejected by Cheng Qiuyi. "No way."
"But no one else is staying there. What's wrong with letting him sleep for one night?"
"I said no means no. Let him sleep on the sofa, or he can go back to school. Choose one."
Cheng Boming nodded vigorously, embodying the spirit of someone who knows how to read the situation. "I'll sleep on the sofa!"
Cheng Qiuyi revealed her first smile of the night towards Cheng Boming, thinking that at least he knew how to be sensible.
That room may have been empty, but it was still Liu Shuhan's former space, filled with her scent. How could they let this little pervert Cheng Boming take advantage of it?
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