Sweet Beauty

Chapter 1070: Is It Right For You To Bully Her In Front Of Me?

Chapter 1070: Is It Right For You To Bully Her In Front Of Me?

Such a tall figure, such a cold face, and such a deep and profound look put everyone in the Hou Family under a lot of pressure.         

    

Hou Shihong shouted at the top of his lungs. "Nanny Huang! Nanny Huang! Which one of you let him in?"     

They didn't even need the host's permission to let an outsider in. Did they not want to live anymore?     

Han Yuanjun sneered. With one hand in his pocket, he walked slowly towards them.     

Yu Meilin was so scared that she retreated. It was as if Han Yuanjun's eyes could make her feel ashamed.     

Hou Shihong originally wanted to be a little stronger. After all, he was older and Han Yuanjun wouldn't do anything to him. But for some reason, his legs and stomach trembled, and he couldn't help but stagger two steps to the side.     

Hou Yingyi was so embarrassed that he couldn't even lift his head.     

Only Hou Zexian stood there, staring at Han Yuanjun.     

Han Yuanjun stood in front of Hou Zexian and stared at his face. He suddenly laughed. "Not bad. You can be considered a person with a backbone."     

Hou Zexian didn't expect Han Yuanjun to compliment him. Ever since Liang Zixuan and Han Yuanjun had been together, Hou Zexian had considered Han Yuanjun as his rival.     

As the saying goes, when love rivals meet, their eyes would turn red. Hou Zexian's eyes were red as he stared at Han Yuanjun.     

"Why did you come to our house?"     

"Ha..." Han Yuanjun laughed softly. His eyes were full of scorn towards the Hou Family. "If I didn't come, how could I watch such a good show? I didn't know my wife is still adored by other men. This feeling is so bad!"     

Hou Zexian bit his lips hard and slowly clenched his fingers at his sides. "When I met Zixuan, you still didn't exist in her life! Why can't I like her? It's my right to like her. If it weren't for Hou Yingyi, she would be mine now!"     

"Yours?" Han Yuanjun took out his hand from his pocket and suddenly patted Hou Zexian on the shoulder.     

Hou Zexian thought Han Yuanjun was going to attack him. He was so scared that his shoulders were shaking. Han Yuanjun only patted him on the shoulder and did nothing to hurt him.      

Hou Zexian was so angry that he gritted his teeth. He felt that Han Yuanjun was playing with him.     

"Even though you were my wife's childhood sweetheart, you are nothing in her heart. She probably doesn't know who you are now."     

"She knows!" Hou Zexian pushed Han Yuanjun's hand away. He looked directly into Han Yuanjun's eyes. He said word for word. "She still remembers me!"     

Han Yuanjun laughed softly. Every laugh sounded like he was laughing at Hou Zexian's arrogance. "My wife remembers a puppy she played with on the side of the road. She named the puppy Xiaoxi. Xiaoxi, hope!"     

Hou Zexian's lips almost bled as he bit down on them. Han Yuanjun said he was just like Xiaoxi, a stray dog. In Liang Zixuan's heart, he was just a passerby!     

Such words were undoubtedly the biggest blow to Hou Zexian and the most painful mockery.      

Suddenly, a child's cry was heard from the room.     

Hou Zexian was stunned for a moment. He pushed Han Yuanjun away, opened the door to his room, and rushed in.     

The people of the Hou Family seemed not to have recovered from the shock of Han Yuanjun's sudden arrival. They all stood there in a daze.     

Han Yuanjun didn't come inside either. He just stood outside the door, staring at Hou Zexian, who was lifting the child from the bed. Then he hugged the child like a loving father and coaxed the child.         

    

"Baby, be good. Don't cry anymore. We woke you up, hmm? Or are you hungry?"     

Wei Xiaoqing suddenly thought of something. She panicked and wanted to rush in, but was stopped by Yu Meilin.     

"Mom!" Wei Xiaoqing looked at Han Yuanjun frantically and said in a trembling voice, "Child, my child. I want to take my child!"     

Yu Meilin glared sharply at Wei Xiaoqing. "Can't you see there's an outsider here? Do you still think that the Hou Family hasn't lost face enough today?"     

No matter how worried they were about Hou Zexian, they could not reveal the Hou Family's conflict to Han Yuanjun.     

But Wei Xiaoqing was different. The Hou Family's face was not important to her. She was worried that Han Yuanjun would discover something when he saw the child.     

If Han Yuanjun really saw something, it would all be over!     

Wei Xiaoqing suddenly cried out in fear. She pulled her hand out of Yu Meilin's grasp forcefully. "Mom, that child is mine. Why does Zexian want to take him away from me? I want to take the child back. That's my child!"     

She repeatedly emphasized that the child was hers. As if she wanted to convince herself and everyone present.     

Han Yuanjun raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at Wei Xiaoqing. The suspicion in his heart became more and more certain.     

Actually, without Wei Xiaoqing needing to say it, everyone knew that the child belonged to her. In this family, there was no other woman except her who gave birth. Could it be that Yu Meilin had given birth to the child?     

Because she repeatedly said the child was hers, Han Yuanjun became even more suspicious about the child's identity.     

Yu Meilin was almost gone crazy because of Wei Xiaoqing. With her other hand, she pinched Wei Xiaoqing's waist hard. "Wei Xiaoqing, I'm warning you. Don't do something so ugly! If you want to do something, wait until Han Yuanjun leaves first!"     

"Ah!" Wei Xiaoqing's face contorted in pain, but her eyes were still staring at Hou Zexian in the room and the child in his arms.     

The cry made Hou Shihong and Hou Yingyi stare at her.     

Han Yuanjun turned around and saw Wei Xiaoqing and Yu Meilin struggling with each other. He suddenly reached out to grab Wei Xiaoqing's arm and pulled her away from Yu Meilin's body.     

This sudden action made the Hou Family a little confused. Wei Xiaoqing raised her head and looked at Han Yuanjun in disbelief.     

Han Yuanjun did not feel awkward at all. The hand that was holding Wei Xiaoqing's arm suddenly wrapped around her shoulder.     

Facing the Hou Family, Han Yuanjun frowned unhappily. "She is my wife's younger sister. Is it right for you to bully her in front of me?"