Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

“Xiao Cheng, you…”

When they left the restaurant and were about to board the carriage, Third Brother Fu spoke up, wanting to advise him.

However, before he could say anything, Gong Cheng dashed off like a gust of wind. He pointed at someone’s back as he ran.

!!

“Stop right there, An Jiuyue! Stop right— Ah!”

Unlucky people were just like him. Before he could do anything to the person he hated, An Jiuyue knocked him down.

An Jiuyue had just returned from Ding Nuo Academy and was on her way to buy something to cheer up the two children. They wanted to accompany her on her trip, but she refused.

However, as soon as she stood still, she felt a murderous aura charge at her from behind.

Her instinct was to knock the other party down, of course.

She looked at Gong Cheng, lying on the ground with his hands tied behind his back, howling in pain. She looked up at the clear blue sky.

How unlucky do I have to be to run into this guy here? Didn’t they say he’s sick and can’t get up?

She recalled that the Gong family had sent someone to inform Yan Nuo about it. Yan Nuo then reported it to her.

How can someone who is too sick to get up be wandering outside? And he even wants to attack me?

It seems like I need to gain a deeper understanding of the phrase “terminally ill”. Otherwise, I’ll be easily deceived.

No wonder Qian Jiyun didn’t even frown when he heard Gong Cheng was too sick to get up. So that’s how it is. He’s good at lying, but Qian Jiyun won’t fall for it.

“Let go… Let go, let go… Ah!”

Gong Cheng wanted An Jiuyue to let go, but she refused. He cried out in pain when she exerted force on him.

Smiling at Gong Cheng, she said, “Oh? Isn’t this Young Master Gong who is too sick to get up? Why? Is your bed on the streets? The Gong family truly has a unique tradition.”

“You… You, you…” Gong Cheng was so furious that he almost suffocated from anger.

It was an exaggeration to say he was too sick to get up. He wanted his second brother to come to the Gong Residence to visit him, but he did not.

It had now become an excuse for An Jiuyue to mock him.

“An Jiuyue, just you wait! Second Brother will see your true colors one day. When the time comes, don’t even think about staying in the Prince Zhan Yun Residence! Go back to where you came from!

“Don’t think I don’t know that you want to use those two little things to stay by Second Brother’s side. Believe me, you won’t succeed!

“Those two little things are not my second brother’s children. If someone hadn’t brought them to my second brother’s residence, he wouldn’t have been mocked for them for so long.

“Second Brother won’t care about them. He wants to use them—”

“What did you say?!”

An Jiuyue paid no attention to anything else he said except one: Zheng’er and Rong’er were not Qian Jiyun’s children!

What the hell? Where did Qian Jiyun get the audacity to lie to me?!