Let's just drift through life together in this quick transmigration story.

Chapter 541 The Unresolved Feelings About the Genuine and Fake Bronze Inscriptions (27)

Su Qin's eyes were now filled with despair. Her knees had been dislocated ten times by Su Haohao, that rebellious daughter, and put back on the wrong knees nine times. This was the last and only time she put them back on the right knees.

Xiong Bufan looked at his work and clapped his hands in satisfaction. "I've fixed your leg. Now go cook for me."

"Why?"

Xiong Bufan slapped Su Qin across the face, symmetrical to the previous slap, saying, "You're the one who brought me back, you should take responsibility for me."

Su Qin was stunned by Xiong Bufan's shamelessness. Looking at her legs, she refused, "My legs are still injured. I can't cook."

Xiong Bufan grabbed Su Qin by her clothes and lifted her up, encouraging her, "I'm very pleased that you have the heart to cook."

"I also believe in your strong will despite your disability." After saying that, he put her down by the wall and let her stand up by holding onto the wall.

Back in the day, Xiong Bufan could still run even with a broken leg; he wasn't this delicate, saying he couldn't cook.

Jiang Ming is still unable to move, pinned under his wheelchair, cursing incessantly, his voice hoarse but he doesn't stop.

Xiong Bufan continued walking over and picked up the wheelchair and Jiang Ming.

Su Qin, who was originally sickly, perked up immediately when she saw Xiong Bufan harassing Jiang Ming. "Su Haohao, let go of my son. If you have a problem, come at me."

Xiong Bufan put the wheelchair aside and sat down directly. "Go cook for me, or I'll dislocate all the joints on this brat's body."

While Xiong Bufan might not be able to control whether something is installed backwards or forwards, she is a professional at dislocating joints.

Su Qin stopped dawdling and scrambled into the kitchen.

Her son was her hope, and she couldn't let Jiang Ming get hurt.

But there was another despairing thing: there was no food in the kitchen, and Jiang Ming was still in Xiong Bufan's hands.

Su Qin glanced at her son, resignedly rummaged through the cupboard for rice, poured it into the pot, and then added water.

Before marriage, she was a wealthy heiress; after marriage, she became a noblewoman.

Su Qin received an elite aristocratic education from a young age. She learned company management, national etiquette, and the arts of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Cooking was something she would never have to learn in her life.

Now, for the sake of her child, she has to push herself.

Fortunately, the rice cooker was fully automatic; as long as it was plugged in, it would start cooking with a single press. Otherwise, Su Qin really wouldn't know what she would have done.

Jiang Ming was held in Xiong Bufan's hand. Watching his mother cook for him, he felt an overwhelming heartache. He was a burden to his mother; he was a sinner.

Xiong Bufan only saw the rice and became dissatisfied. "You're only eating rice and not vegetables? Are you trying to torture me to death?" After saying that, he grabbed Jiang Ming's clothes and shook him vigorously.

Xiong Bufan rarely uses children to threaten parents, but Su Qin and Jiang Ming are exceptions because neither of them are good people.

Jiang Ming's clothes were stuck around his neck, making him look like he was about to hang himself. "Mom. Help me, Mom."

Su Qin hurriedly limped towards Jiang Ming, pleading, "Su Haohao, I'll order you some takeout, just let go of my son."

When Xiong Bufan heard that there were other dishes, he let go of Jiang Ming, but he didn't do a good deed and threw Jiang Ming directly at Su Qin.

The two fell together, and Su Qin's two ribs were broken.

Xiong Bufan maneuvered his wheelchair to Su Qin and her son, threatening, "Hurry up, if you dare call the police, you're dead."

Su Qin hugged Jiang Ming and said tremblingly, "I know, I know."

"If you know, hurry up and tell me."

After being thrown out by Xiong Bufan, Jiang Xun'an has been pretending to be unconscious, and she still has her eyes closed, afraid that Xiong Bufan will notice her.

Although Jiang Ming had undergone rehabilitation, his legs were still unsteady when walking. Now, after being thrown by Xiong Bufan, he couldn't even stand up and could only lie on the ground struggling.

Su Qin leaned against the wall, enduring the pain, and got up from the ground. She took out her phone and started ordering takeout.

She did consider calling the police, but if she did, who would believe that a seven-year-old child could cause such chaos in the house?

Moreover, she is now Su Haohao's nominal guardian, so even if the police are called, she will only be the one who gets hurt in the end, and she will also lose her reputation.

Xiong Bufan controlled the wheelchair as he surveyed his territory.

In the living room, there was a nanny pretending to tidy up but actually watching the commotion. Meanwhile, medical staff quickly approached Jiang Ming, Jiang Xun'an, and Su Qin to treat their wounds.

Xiong Bufan maneuvered his wheelchair into the elevator and gently pressed the button for the second floor.

Photos of Su Qin and her two children are hanging on the wall of the elevator, showing how warm and cozy this home is.

Upon arriving at the second floor of the villa, photos and portraits of Jiang Xun'an were displayed on both sides of the corridor, ranging from photos of him at 100 days old to those of his seventh birthday.

As Xiong Bufan slowly moved forward in her wheelchair, she suddenly realized that the original owner of this body had a good mindset and was very brave. If this had happened to someone else, they would have already taken revenge, and they would never have taken the initiative to cook and try to please the Jiang family.

The best-lit room was Jiang Xun'an's. Xiong Bufan gently pushed open the door and discovered that it was another private suite...

Xiong Bufan was like a mouse that had entered a rice jar, frantically hoarding things into his spatial storage.

These may include things that Xiong Bufan may not need, but they are all legacies that Xiong Bufan will inherit.

Kongkong kept sorting things, piling up all sorts of furniture on one side and placing dolls on the other.

Jiang Xun'an was still unaware that her room had been attacked by Xiong Bufan. With the help of medical staff, she slowly woke up and asked, "Mom, brother, are you alright?"

I just saw my sister bullying Mom and my brother.

Medical staff are bandaging Su Qin and providing basic treatment.

Su Qin turned to look at Jiang Xun'an and gently comforted him, "An'an, Mom is fine. This is not your fault."

Without comparison, there is no harm. Su Qin felt that Jiang Xun'an was a thousand times, ten thousand times better than Su Haohao, and even felt that Su Haohao deserved to be replaced.

With the help of medical staff, Jiang Xun'an walked towards Su Qin, crying, "Mom, sob sob sob."

Jiang Ming also came over and said, "Mom, I'm sorry, I hurt you just now."

"It's okay, Mingming."

After being tormented by Xiong Bufan, the three of them grew closer. If they hadn't been injured, they would have been crying together long ago.

Now, all I can do is look at the other person with teary eyes.

Not satisfied with ransacking Jiang Xun'an's bedroom, Xiong Bufan, still in his wheelchair, searched for valuables everywhere.

Kongkong felt that Xiong Bufan hadn't come to experience maternal love and family warmth for the original owner; he had come to raid the house.

Su Qin, Jiang Xun'an, and Jiang Ming arrived in the living room and enjoyed the care of the medical staff, while a nanny was making arrangements in the kitchen.

Jiang Xun'an looked around the living room but couldn't find Xiong Bufan. She asked, "Mom, where did my sister go?"

Su Qin snorted coldly, "She's not your sister, whether she lives or dies is none of our business."

Jiang Xun'an curled the corners of her lips. The more trouble that idiot Su Haohao caused, the more her mother disliked her. From now on, Su Haohao would be her mother's only beloved daughter.