Chapter 60: Making Trouble (Part 2)

  "I don't know! I really don't know!" Shen Qin tightly grasped the door frame, her body trembling nonstop, refusing to let Zhang Yun enter. "I haven't been in contact with Mr. Fang for a long time, really! Really! You have to believe me!"

  Zhang Yun didn't think Fang Jianlin would be staying at Shen Qin's place either, after all with his personality if he were there, he would have come down to answer the door and dragged her away long ago. Moreover, no matter how charming Shen Qin was, she was old and faded, and Fang Jianlin had a personality that liked new things and got tired of old ones, so why would he stay at her place? But Shen Qin's behavior was too suspicious, her eyes kept glancing into the room, and there was an unmistakable tension on her face. This made even someone as insensitive as Zhang Yun feel suspicious, could it be that Fang Jianlin was really in her bed?

  Thinking of this, Zhang Yun's anger suddenly surged up, and she was about to catch her in the act, not caring about anything else. She pushed Shen Qin away with one hand and rushed into the house, just wanting to rush upstairs to catch them in the act. Unexpectedly, she was violently pulled back by Shen Qin.

  It seemed that the weak and feeble Shen Qin had somehow mustered up a great deal of strength, pulling her towards the edge of the dinner table with all her might, while shouting in a loud, tearful voice, "Madam Fang, don't! Spare us...!" A sinister and venomous smile spread across her face.

  Zhang Yun was stunned, "What are you trying to do, you shameless woman?"

  "I want to kill you!" Shen Qin whispered softly in her ear, Zhang Yun's body stiffened, a chill ran up from the soles of his feet. "As long as you're dead, I can naturally enter the Fang family, and my daughter will be the legitimate young lady of the Fang family. Your son and daughter are the ones who should be ashamed, I'll drive them out of the Fang family, let them lose their reputation, let them be like a street rat that everyone shouts at. Let them spend their whole lives in poverty and hardship..."

  "How dare you!" Zhang Yun suddenly struggled free, and slapped Shen Qin fiercely. "You can forget about it! Even if I die, you this cheap goods don't even think about entering the door."

  As soon as Zhang Yun mentioned his own child, he was thoroughly enraged, the anger in his heart burning more and more fiercely, as if he wanted to tear Shen Qin into pieces. But Shen Qin suddenly picked up a fruit knife from the dinner table.

  Zhang Yun's eyes had already been ignited with anger, and as she watched Shen Qin approach her with a sharp blade, the fierce energy in her bones was also stirred up. Without regard for anything, she rushed forward, snatched the knife from Shen Qin's hand, and stabbed it fiercely into Shen Qin's chest.

  "Ah——" Shen Qin let out a mournful cry.

  "Ah——murder——" Another shrill cry rang out in time, waking up the crazy Zhang Yun. She stared blankly at the knife in her hand stained with fresh blood, looking incredulously at Shen Qin who had fallen to the ground softly, a strange and satisfied smile on her face, she mouthed to her——

  You're done for!

  Just now when the two were wrestling into the house, the door was not closed at all. Those onlookers didn't follow them in, but they were all peeking their heads in at the doorway. When someone shouted, people rushed in immediately. What they saw was such a shocking scene.

  Xue Shenqin's clothes and Zhang Yun's hands were stained with blood, looking terrifying. Especially on Shenqin's chest, a fruit knife was still stuck in it. Someone immediately called the police.

  "Mom... mom..." The girl cried until she was hoarse. "What's wrong with you? Please, please help us call an ambulance! Please!"

  A little girl knelt in the pool of blood, constantly kowtowing to the crowd. It made onlookers feel heartbroken, although being a mistress is immoral. But isn't the punishment too severe? And what about the child, who is innocent?

  The wind direction changed again. Everyone looked at Zhang Yun, who was pale and fell to the ground with anger, and several enthusiastic people even couldn't wait for the police, almost directly sending her to the Public Security Bureau.

  "These words are misspelled, recite them again." Fang Zixuan expressionlessly pushed the notebook to Fang Zipeng.

  He hadn't even gotten the word out of his mouth, just made a shape with his lips, when he caught her moving her hand towards the ruler on the table. He had to swallow the dirty word whole, and shot her a resentful glance before continuing to recite vocabulary against his will.

  Of course, while reciting, I muttered to myself, "Are you done yet? The teacher didn't even force me to recite, why do you make me recite? I've already finished my homework......"

  "It's now 8:45, you have fifteen minutes to memorize these words, and then you'll have an hour to play games. If you keep dawdling, don't blame me for not reminding you." She remained unmoved.

  Fang Zikpeng has also been scared by her recently, and he sincerely admires her abnormal learning ability. Although he is dissatisfied with the significant reduction in gaming time, he still listens to her.

  Since moving to Zhang's house, every night after dinner, Fang Zixuan would arrive at his room on time, sit in front of him and watch him do his homework. She somehow managed to get her hands on the content of his daily assignments and wouldn't let him slack off for a moment, going through each item one by one. Finishing his homework wasn't enough; he also had to review and preview, even though the main subjects were only Chinese, math, and English. Despite this, she still managed to torment him half to death every day. The most terrifying thing was that if he showed any resistance, he would be subjected to a beating with a ruler or forced to copy texts as punishment.

  Fang Zikong had just entered junior high school, and the learning in junior high was vastly different from elementary school. He wasn't a good student when he was in elementary school, never listening attentively in class, always causing trouble everywhere, and his grades were always mediocre. When he got to junior high, studying became even more difficult, but fortunately, he had an older sister who was a top student, and every time before exams, she would help him focus on key areas and review intensively, so that even if he slacked off all day, he could still manage to get average grades.

  Originally thought that the days could be mixed so lightly, but did not expect Fang Zixuan to get an inch and advance, and he was managed to death. Fang Zipeng is not a person who can bear grievances. From small to large, no one has ever taken care of him. His family has never been willing to take care of him. Except for Old Man Zhang looking at him with disapproval and whipping him a few times, even his parents are habitually indifferent to him. The teacher knows his identity and dares not move a finger against him. He is always let loose like a cow eating grass, ignoring this thorny student.

  In the Fang family, although they didn't have time to take care of the children, Zhang Yun also hired many private tutors for her siblings. Each one was a top-notch gold medal teacher, but these two siblings were so mischievous that it was unbelievable. Not a single tutor could last more than a month, and later Zhang Yun gave up on this idea as well, completely letting them develop freely.

  Fang Zixuan is carefree and easy-going, spending his days hanging out with friends outside, until he gets into a car accident. Fang Zipeng, on the other hand, spends all day cooped up in his room playing games, wasting time and money day and night.

  The shadow of a home tutor had long since disappeared from the Fang family, until recently when, at the suggestion of Old Man Zhao, Fang Zixuan began to study French on her own and they specially hired a French language tutor who comes over every week to teach two lessons.