When he snapped out of his daze, his expression darkened instantly: "Si Nian, what do you mean by this? Explain yourself. Is this really necessary? What good does stirring up such a big fuss do for you? Why do you have to be so insufferable?"
Si Nian listened, then laughed mockingly. "In your eyes, I’ve always been this insufferable, haven’t I? What’s so strange about that? Did you really think a personality that hasn’t changed in over a decade would suddenly shift because of Lin Sisi? Is she even worth it?"
Fu Yang choked on his words, his lips twitching.
In the past, if he had called Si Nian insufferable, she would have covered her face and run home crying.
But now, she seemed to wear it like a badge of honor.
When had she become so shameless?
Si Nian picked up Yaoyao, who was beside her, and had no intention of entertaining him further. "Since we’re not close, I won’t bother playing host. Make yourself at home."
With that, she turned to leave.
Fu Yang had always been the type men fawned over since childhood.
Now, being brushed off so casually by Si Nian, his face twisted like a bitter gourd.
He grabbed her arm in a fit of anger. "Si Nian, don’t push your luck!"
Si Nian was wearing heeled shoes and holding a child in her arms.
Fu Yang’s sudden tug made her loosen her grip.
She wasn’t particularly strong, and with her other hand holding a bag, Yaoyao nearly slipped from her arms.
The bag fell to the ground with a sharp clatter.
Yaoyao, though young, could read the tension in the air.
Fu Yang’s face was as foul as garbage, and the near fall terrified her. She burst into loud, panicked sobs.
The commotion immediately drew attention from outside.
Before Fu Yang could react, a sharp pain shot through his nose as a fist sent him flying backward.
The hospital erupted into chaos.
Instead of receiving good news from Fu Yang, the Si Family was met with the shocking update that the Fu Family was rushing to the police station.
The reason? Fu Yang had bullied Si Nian and her daughter in the hospital, only for Zhou Yueshen to catch him in the act. The two men had brawled and were subsequently arrested.
Truthfully, the police had no idea how to handle the case.
One was the son of a high-ranking military official, a major in the army.
The other was a former legendary military commander and regiment leader—someone multiple higher-ups would fight tooth and nail to recruit.
Neither was someone they could afford to offend.
All they could do was notify their families.
Of course, Fu Yang was clearly in the wrong.
Who told him to pick on a defenseless woman and her child?
Zhou Yueshen protecting his wife and daughter was only natural.
So Fu Yang had it coming.
The news left not just the Fu Family but even the Si Family stunned, frozen in disbelief.
…
Honestly, even Si Nian was baffled.
She hadn’t even seen it happen—one moment, the two men were talking, the next, they were throwing punches.
The brutal, bone-crunching fight had left her shaken.
Before she could even speak, Zhou Yueshen had landed a punch so powerful it sent Fu Yang flying.
And Fu Yang wasn’t small—though not quite 190 cm, he stood well over 185 cm.
Having grown up in the military under Father Fu’s strict training, his combat skills were far beyond the average man’s.
Yet Zhou Yueshen had beaten him black and blue without breaking a sweat.
Truly, no protagonist could ever hope to defeat the ultimate antagonist.
Despite Fu Yang’s pitiful state, after hearing Zhou Yueshen’s account, the police labeled Fu Yang as nothing more than a spoiled, wealthy brat who preyed on vulnerable women.
What else could they think? Si Nian was undeniably beautiful.
Fu Yang, at his age, was bound to be impulsive.
Seeing such a stunning woman, the young master’s predatory instincts must have kicked in, leading him to lay hands on her.
Little did he know, her husband wasn’t someone to be trifled with.
The moment he saw his wife being harassed, of course he’d teach the offender a lesson…
The onlookers showered Si Nian with sympathetic glances.
A female officer even stepped in to comfort her, gently reassuring her, as if worried the incident might leave lasting trauma.
Si Nian: "……" Honestly, she was just confused.
When the Fu Family arrived at the station, they weren’t unreasonable. Upon learning their son had instigated the conflict and frightened the child, they were mortified.
Seeing the teary-eyed little girl in Si Nian’s arms only deepened their guilt.
If word got out, the Fu Family would never live it down.
First, Lin Sisi stole the dowry of 3,000 yuan, framing Si Nian into a rural marriage.
Now, Fu Yang was bullying a single mother and her child!
People would think the Fu Family abused their power.
What was meant to be a reconciliation had only made things worse.
As high-ranking military officials, Father Fu and Mother Fu handled the matter with flushed faces, humiliated beyond words.
They offered compensation and begged for leniency, hoping to avoid a scandal. The police, out of respect for Father Fu’s status, reluctantly agreed.
Mother Fu pressed a thick red envelope into Si Nian’s hands, her voice thick with shame. "Nian Nian, we’re so sorry. We never expected Fu Yang to act so rashly, hurting you and the child. Please accept this as a small token of our apology. Use it to buy the little one something nice—she must have been so frightened. Given how well I’ve treated you in the past, I hope you’ll let this go."
Si Nian weighed the hefty stack of cash in her hands: ……She wanted to refuse, but the amount was simply too tempting.
Fu Yang had crossed a line, and she was furious.
But Zhou Yueshen had already settled the score.
If possible, she’d rather avoid further entanglement with this family.
After all, they were influential—antagonizing them would only bring trouble for her and Zhou Yueshen.
Fortunately, unlike the Si Family, the Fu Family wasn’t foolish enough to shift blame.
Fine. She’d be the bigger person and let it slide.
With a nod, she accepted.
Mother Fu was overcome with gratitude. A scandal would ruin Fu Yang’s future.
Despite everything, Si Nian hadn’t held a grudge and was willing to forgive.
This girl had a generous heart.
Mother Fu studied Si Nian’s delicate, radiant features and the adorable, well-behaved child in her arms.
A flicker of envy passed through her eyes.
She was a good girl—raising someone else’s child with such devotion.
A woman who treated children so kindly couldn’t possibly be malicious.
Even her own daughter had grown fond of Si Nian lately.
Si Nian was beautiful, graceful, academically brilliant—excellent in every way.
What a shame she and the Fu Family were never meant to be.
