Chapter 161: Hitting Cheng Huai on the Head

Words : 1306 Updated : Sep 27th, 2025

After chatting with Cheng Lie for a while, Yun Shifei was about to head home. Unexpectedly, just as she stepped out of Cheng Lie’s room, she ran into Cheng Huai, who had just woken up. Cheng Huai yawned as he walked out. Upon seeing Yun Shifei, he paused for a moment and then chuckled, "Shi Fei, here to see Xiao Lie again?" Yun Shifei nodded and obediently greeted, "Hello, brother." "Hello." Cheng Huai smiled warmly, stepping closer as he reached out to pat Yun Shifei’s head. But Yun Shifei reacted as if touched by electricity, swiftly shrinking back. Cheng Huai’s hand froze mid-air, and the smile on his face faded slightly. "Shi Fei seems to be keeping her distance from me." "We’re not close, to begin with," Yun Shifei replied. She didn’t like Cheng Huai. After being warned by Sun Xiaoqi, she felt no need to force herself to endure any discomfort, especially since she was still a kid. Cheng Huai was a few years older than her, so he probably wouldn’t dare do anything to her. But inside, Cheng Huai felt a twinge of annoyance. Look how close she was with Cheng Lie, always spending long hours in his room. With him? She deliberately kept her distance. What’s that supposed to mean? Unable to suppress his irritation, Cheng Huai took two steps forward, and Yun Shifei instinctively backed away. In the hallway, it was just the two of them. Yun Shifei started feeling stifled, anxious, and deeply scared. Cheng Huai wasn’t someone to be trifled with. Especially now, with that strange smile lingering on his face, as if scheming something particularly horrifying. "Shi Fei, do you know that this kind of attitude makes your brother very disappointed? Brother hopes you can be a bit closer to me," he coaxed, as if placating a child. "You can hang out in Xiao Lie’s room, so why not in mine? I even got you a gift." This kind of sweet talk might work on little kids, but Yun Shifei’s heart was pounding in her throat, and she felt suffocated. "I need to go home. If I get back late, my dad will worry." "Uncle Yun’s gone to the office today, hasn’t he?" Cheng Huai easily exposed Yun Shifei’s lie. He realized she wasn’t as foolish as he had initially thought. His hastily made-up story wasn’t enough to fool her. But so what? Little girls were the easiest to trick. Based on his years of experience, a few more sugary words, and she’d reluctantly start believing him. "My dad’s home today," Yun Shifei lied smoothly, her expression not betraying a hint of hesitation. "It’s fine. Just come to my room and check out the gift your brother got for you—it’s a beautiful doll." "I don’t like dolls." "There are also pretty dresses." "I have plenty at home." Cheng Huai: "..." He sensed that Yun Shifei had changed. She wasn’t as easy to deceive anymore. "Brother, I’m leaving now." Yun Shifei waved her hand and quickly headed toward the stairs. "Wait." Cheng Huai reached out and grabbed Yun Shifei’s arm. Yun Shifei’s body went rigid. Surely he wouldn’t try anything here at home, right? Zhao Haishuang was downstairs, and Cheng Lie was in his room. If she screamed, they should be able to hear her. "Sister, where are you rushing off to? Brother still has something to talk to you about. Come, let’s chat in my room." "I don’t want to go." "You can spend so much time in Cheng Lie’s room—what’s wrong with coming to mine? Let’s have a proper talk." After being rejected by Yun Shifei so many times, Cheng Huai’s patience was wearing thin, and he was getting angry. Yun Shifei tried pulling her arm back, but Cheng Huai’s grip was too strong for her to break free. Just then, the door to Cheng Lie’s room opened. The boy stepped out and silently gazed at the two of them. Cheng Huai glanced at Cheng Lie and said in a low voice, "This has nothing to do with you—go back." He looked at Cheng Lie the way one might look at a fool. But Yun Shifei looked at Cheng Lie as if he were her savior. Even though she wasn’t sure if he could help her, at that moment, he was her only source of security. Cheng Lie walked toward them. Cheng Huai barely spared him a glance, utterly dismissive of his presence. Who would’ve thought— The next moment, Cheng Lie picked up a nearby ornamental plant and smashed it directly onto Cheng Huai’s head. Bang— The vase shattered, and bright red blood streamed down from Cheng Huai’s forehead like a blossoming, sinister flower. Cheng Huai froze. Feeling the warm blood on his head, he seemed unable to believe what had just happened. Finally, he let go of Yun Shifei’s arm. His eyes fixated on Cheng Lie, filled with a look that seemed ready to devour him whole. "You hit me?" Cheng Lie didn’t even look at him. Taking Yun Shifei’s hand, he walked downstairs, completely ignoring Cheng Huai’s furious shouting behind them. Downstairs, Zhao Haishuang was watching TV and looked puzzled when she heard the commotion upstairs. Why was Ah Huai so irritable right after waking up? She hurried upstairs to check what was going on. On her way up, she vaguely heard Cheng Huai cursing Cheng Lie as a "little bastard." This... Wasn’t Yun Shifei still here? Cursing like that in front of outsiders wasn’t great—it would only create more trouble for Cheng Guomin later. Zhao Haishuang frowned. By the time she reached the second floor, she saw Yun Shifei and Cheng Lie coming downstairs. But her focus was entirely on Cheng Huai, so she barely gave them a glance before continuing upward. When she reached the upper floor and saw the mess on the floor, along with Cheng Huai’s injury, she couldn’t help but scream, "Ah Huai, what happened? How did you get hurt?" It was the first time she had seen Cheng Huai so badly injured, and she was so frightened she nearly fainted. "It’s that little bastard Cheng Lie! Mom, take me to the hospital, quick!" Cheng Huai said coldly. Even his tone carried a trace of panic. After all, it was his first time suffering such a serious injury. All this blood—was he going to die? That damned Cheng Lie—he had underestimated him. To think he actually dared to smash a vase on his head. And then, he even dragged Yun Shifei away. Once he got his wound treated, he’d settle the score with him. The sky outside was heavy with clouds, giving the day a hazy, oppressive atmosphere. Yun Shifei walked with Cheng Lie and brought him back to her home. Cheng Lie was still dressed in his loungewear, a thin layer of fleece entirely unsuitable for the cold. Yun Shifei took a jacket belonging to Yun Tiancheng and gave it to Cheng Lie to wear. She poured him a cup of hot water. She even called over her dog, Bao Bei. The enthusiastic and lively dog seemed to dispel some of the oppressive atmosphere between them. Yun Shifei didn’t know what to say. She kept thinking about how Cheng Lie had just smashed a vase over Cheng Huai’s head. It was something she had never expected, and after it happened, she found herself completely at a loss for words. Cheng Lie stayed silent as well. That scene just now must’ve scared her, he thought. He hadn’t expected himself to act so violently. All along, she had thought of him as well-behaved. And he had always shown her his best-behaved side. So she didn’t know about the darkness rooted deep within him. Now that she’d finally seen it, would she distance herself from him? She was so timid—she must’ve been terrified.

Chapter 161: Hitting Cheng Huai on the Head

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