Shattered by Fate, Restored by Truth-Chapter 987: Brother Han, No, No, No—The Kid Is Still Young, He Can’t Take a Beating!

Chapter 987: Chapter 987: Brother Han, No, No, No—The Kid Is Still Young, He Can’t Take a Beating!

He usually waits for Su Wanxin to come back, have dinner together, then Su Wanxin goes upstairs to the study to work, and he does his homework on the side.

Today, being so proactive clearly indicates there’s a problem.

Fu Shihan looked at him calmly and spoke: "Don’t make me say it a second time."

Yangyang cautiously observed his expression, said nothing, and went upstairs with his backpack.

After Yangyang left, Fu Shihan turned to Jiang Cheng and asked what had happened.

"Those little buddies are from another class. It seems there was a bit of a conflict with Yangyang’s class during today’s soccer match."

Fu Shihan frowned: "Fu Yu’an stood up for someone else?"

"I didn’t find out the specifics, but those few claimed they didn’t start the fight."

Fu Shihan felt a bit troubled, sat on the sofa, and lit a cigarette.

Yangyang was feeling a bit anxious waiting in the study, and since Fu Shihan didn’t come up for a long time, he just did his homework to pass the time.

While quickly finishing the exercises, he kept glancing toward the door and listening for any sounds outside.

But he waited and waited, until even his mom came back, and still his dad didn’t come to find him.

The study door opened, and Yangyang immediately looked up. Seeing Su Wanxin, he jumped off the chair and ran over to hug her.

"Mom!"

Su Wanxin smiled and patted his head, "Why are you starting your homework so early today?"

Yangyang lowered his head, his expression a bit off. Concerned, Su Wanxin squatted down to meet his gaze, pinched his little face, and asked, "What’s wrong?"

"I think Dad might want to hit me."

Su Wanxin was taken aback, "Why?"

"Mom, hug."

He didn’t explain, just snuggled into Su Wanxin’s arms, hugged her neck, and lay on her shoulder, looking rather aggrieved.

Su Wanxin’s heart softened, and she picked him up and went downstairs.

Fu Shihan was sitting on the sofa smoking, discussing matters with Jiang Cheng and Lin Rui. Seeing Su Wanxin carrying Yangyang down, his face instantly darkened.

Jiang Cheng and Lin Rui, noticing he was about to lose his temper, quickly stopped him from either side.

"Brother Han, no, no, no, the child is too young to hit!"

"Yes, yes, yes, he’s just being naïve, you won’t have to carry him once he’s older."

"Who does he want to hit?" Su Wanxin asked, her tone displeased as she glanced over.

"The one in your arms." Fu Shihan answered bluntly.

"You dare?"

"..."

Fu Shihan clicked his tongue against his cheek, having nothing to say.

You little rascal, let’s see how long you can rely on this support.

Yangyang was on edge, always feeling like Fu Shihan was moments away from disciplining him. During dinner, he didn’t even dare to look directly at him.

But even so, after eating his fill, he was still taken away by Fu Shihan.

"Mom!!!"

"Calling for Grandma won’t help." Fu Shihan said coldly, leaving no hope.

"What’s wrong with him? Why is he so angry?" Su Yao frowned as she looked at the big and small figure walking away, asking Su Wanxin.

Su Wanxin shook her head, also confused. As much as she wanted to rescue her son, she thought about it and held back.

Besides, Fu Shihan had already privately assured her that he wouldn’t lay a hand on him and would resolve things peacefully.

So Su Wanxin felt that occasionally having a father-son conversation was necessary.

Fu Shihan took him to the study, glanced at the papers spread out on the desk, and asked, "How much homework do you have left?"

"I’ve finished it all!"

Just those two papers, they’re not hard to write?

Fu Shihan stepped over, casually looked over them, and couldn’t find any mistakes to scold him for.

Thus, he could only turn the focus to the fighting incident.