Pa!
A sharp, resounding crack echoed through the entire room as Han Yichen struck Meng Yunhan's cheek with full, trembling force. The violent slap sent Meng Yunhan stumbling back; her hands clutching her burning face as she fell against the wall. The entire room fell into a dead, suffocating silence.
Meng Yunhan stared at her husband in absolute shock; tears of disbelief welled up in her eyes. "You…you… Old Yichen, you actually hit me?"
"I ought to have slapped you years ago!" Han Yichen's voice trembled with intense, heart-wrenching rage, his chest heaving as he leaned on the bed railing. "I cannot even fathom how you can think of hitting your own daughters. What did Ruochen say wrong? She is right. Jianyou is your own son! Your biological son. He worked hard and managed to get second rank. Yet someone blamed him and accused him of cheating. Jianyou is lucky that Ruochen went to his school today."
