Caught in a chaotic situation, she is doted on by six villainous sons.

Chapter 25 I didn’t mean it

Wei Xifeng quickly replied, "He'll definitely remember. Even if it's been twenty years, or even if he's fifty years old and turned into an old man, he'll still remember. If he doesn't remember, I'll make him remember with my fists." As he spoke, Wei Xifeng raised his fist, which was as big as a sandbag. His long arm muscles bulged powerfully, making him look fierce and savage.

“What else could he look like? He’s got a poker face and isn’t as handsome as me.” Wei Xifeng said this with a hint of jealousy, determined to compete with Fu Siyue. “Teacher, don’t you think I’m more handsome?”

Jiang Liwu couldn't help but chuckle. Fu Siyue had indeed been a little expressionless since he was a child. His grandmother was cool and spoke in a serious manner, like a little adult. The contrast was quite adorable.

Seeing that Wei Xifeng was determined to persist, Jiang Liwu quickly said, "Yes, yes, you're even more handsome." She looked at Wei Xifeng with the same doting gaze she would give a child.

Wei Xifeng didn't miss the longing for Fu Siyue in Jiang Liwu's eyes. "Teacher, are you missing him?"

Jiang Liwu: "Yeah, a little."

Wei Xifeng was automatically translated into Yidian.

He paused for a moment, then seemed to suddenly remember something and said, "There's an auction in the dungeon in a few days. I sent an invitation to Fu Siyue, and he'll definitely be there. I'll take you there."

Qiao Yiran didn't hear some of the words very clearly, but she grasped the important information: Jiang Liwu wanted to see Fu Siyue, and Wei Xifeng offered to take Jiang Liwu to the auction in order to satisfy her.

Why does Jiang Liwu want to see Fu Siyue? Doesn't she love Wei Xifeng?

Wei Xifeng didn't seem to care at all that Jiang Liwu was going to see other men. If it were her, Wei Xifeng wouldn't know how he would punish her.

But doesn't this also prove that although Wei Xifeng seems to value Jiang Liwu on the surface, he doesn't actually like her that much? Otherwise, why wouldn't he have such a strong possessive desire for her?

Wei Xifeng was very possessive of her. In his eyes, she belonged to him completely, her breath belonged to him, her heartbeat belonged to him, and her thoughts belonged to him. He forbade her to do this or that, and his domineering behavior was simply unreasonable.

If Wei Xifeng hadn't forced her so much, had been willing to give her enough freedom, and hadn't been so harsh on her, then perhaps she wouldn't have wanted to escape from him so much, Qiao Yiran thought to herself, pursing her lips.

……

"Bang--"!!

Things fell, and the sound of shattering glass rang out, followed by a commotion.

When Jiang Liwu arrived, she saw Wei Xifeng and Qiao Yiran standing amidst the wreckage.

Wei Xifeng's eyes flashed with a savage glint as he viciously grabbed Qiao Yiran's slender arm, his grip so tight it seemed he would break her hand. "You're the one who broke the picture frame."

Wei Xifeng was furious and agitated, his brows and eyes filled with gloom. He was deeply agitated and showed signs of relapse.

Qiao Yiran's eyes were blurry with tears, and large tears streamed down her delicate face. She shook her head frantically, "I didn't mean to."

As Jiang Liwu approached, she saw that the family photo of her and Wei Xifeng was torn to pieces, and there were several footprints imprinted on her portrait.

"Not on purpose?" Wei Xifeng flung Qiao Yiran to the ground.

Qiao Yiran screamed in panic, but Jiang Liwu pulled her back in time.

"Xiaofeng has already said it wasn't intentional, so don't get agitated." Jiang Liwu was worried that his frequent episodes might worsen his condition.

When Wei Xifeng saw Jiang Liwu approaching, he tried his best to control his temper, but his expression was still very bad. Why was it so easy for someone to destroy the happiness he had worked so hard for?

"Why are you in my room?" Wei Xifeng stared at Qiao Yiran with a ferocious and aggressive gaze, like a wild beast.

After regaining her balance, Qiao Yiran stammered under Wei Xifeng's gaze, "I came to find you, but you weren't in the room. I was about to leave when I tripped and knocked over the photo frame. I really didn't mean to."

Did Qiao Yiran take the initiative to find him?

This is quite unusual. In the past, it was always Wei Xifeng who ordered Qiao Yiran to approach him, and Qiao Yiran would only do so reluctantly.

Wei Xifeng's expression still hadn't improved. "Don't wander around unless you have to. Stay in your room."

Qiao Yiran lowered her head, clutching her white dress tightly with both hands, her shoulders shaking as she sobbed.

"Let her go and treat her wound first." Jiang Liwu looked at the cut on Qiao Yiran's calf, which was now bleeding.

Uncle Wang nodded to the servant beside him, who immediately took Qiao Yiran to find the family doctor.

Qiao Yiran was stunned. She hadn't actually felt that she was injured. When she looked down, she saw that she was bleeding. Only then did she realize that she was in pain.

As she left, Qiao Yiran glanced at Wei Xifeng, then began to walk with a limp, looking pitiful and frail.

Wei Xifeng squatted down to pick up the photo from the pile of broken glass, but Jiang Liwu grabbed his hand and stopped him.

Upon seeing this, Uncle Wang immediately ordered the servants to come and clean up.

"Do you have spare photos and frames for Uncle Wang?"

Uncle Wang quickly replied, "Yes, there are many photos, and we've also ordered several extra photo frames."

Jiang Liwu smiled reassuringly at Wei Xifeng, "Xiaofeng, we'll set out a new one."

Wei Xifeng's eyes trembled slightly, then his emotions calmed down, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Okay."

Uncle Wang quickly brought out the new photo frame, which contained a familiar heart-shaped photo of Wei Xifeng.

Placing it on a cabinet would risk knocking it over and breaking, so this time Wei Xifeng chose to hang the photo frame on the wall, and higher up at that.

Jiang Liwu crossed her arms and watched Wei Xifeng, forbidding anyone else from helping to hang the photo frame.

As he climbed down the ladder, Jiang Liwu gave him another smile.

When Wei Xifeng saw Jiang Liwu's warm smile, he was completely soothed, and the restlessness within him was completely suppressed.

……

When Jiang Liwu found Qiao Yiran, the family doctor had just finished treating her wounds and left.

Qiao Yiran pursed her lips as she looked at Jiang Liwu who had come looking for her. "I've already said I didn't do it on purpose." Her hand was placed on the bandaged wound, like a stubborn and fragile little deer.

Qiao Yiran was getting impatient; she was determined to stick to her story regardless of whether Jiang Liwu believed her or not.

"Actually, you don't need to be hostile towards me." Jiang Liwu leaned against the sofa, her arms still crossed, her waist slender, her legs long, and she exuded a lazy and composed aura.

Qiao Yiran was taken aback, her expression changed slightly, and then she forced a stiff smile. "Miss Jiang, you misunderstand. How could I possibly be hostile to you? I'd love to help you, but it seems you've already made your choice and don't intend to leave the Wei family, so you don't need my help."

Jiang Liwu: "I stayed to treat Xiaofeng's illness. My relationship with Xiaofeng is not what you think."

Qiao Yiran: "Miss Jiang, you don't need to tell me what your relationship is with Wei Xifeng. I don't care. I am neither Wei Xifeng's wife nor his girlfriend."