Ai Han couldn't smile anymore, his eyes full of desolation.

She didn't expect that in this situation, her mother would want to be kind.

Taking advantage of Ai Han's distraction, Han Lipeng suddenly slapped Ai Han's abdomen and knocked Ai Han out.

"Don't!" The moment Han Chuying watched her daughter being knocked away, she almost suffocated.

She has always felt indebted to her daughter, so she tried hard to give her what she wanted, but she was just a woman and didn't have that much ability to protect her.

When she was bullied at school, she was at home serving her bedridden father, and when she was pushed downstairs, she could only watch from the outside of the ward.

She also knew that her brother was not doing right, but she had grown up in this patriarchal environment since she was a child, and her subconscious had already obeyed this rule. Originally, if Ai Han hadn't come back to intervene, she just wanted Han Chukun to move out after giving the money to her nephew.

The house or something, it was never what she forced it to be.

Aihan struggled to get up, clutching her abdomen and spitting out a mouthful of blood, but she suddenly burst out laughing.

The laughter was so sad, so helpless.

Han Lipeng took advantage of the fact that Ai Han didn't dare to resist now, and attacked her one after another, punching her in the face, and soon swelled up.

In the end, Han Lipeng lifted her up by Ai Han's collar, raised his fist to wrap the aura in his fist, and said with madness in his eyes: "Now, it's time for me to say to you: Go and die!" ”

Jiang Li, who was watching from the side, couldn't stand it and wanted to rush up to save Ai Han, but found that his body couldn't take a step forward.

"Don't meddle, or she'll lose." Xuan Yanqing stood aside and frowned at the two in the center, he believed that Ai Han would make the right choice.

Han Chuying's mind was blank now, and her face was full of tears. She didn't know how to save her daughter, and when she caught a glimpse of Han Chukun who was smiling proudly, she rushed over, holding Han Chukun's hand and pleading continuously: "Han Chukun, please!" You let Lipeng let go of the cold! ”

Seeing that Han Chukun was unmoved, Han Chuying was about to kneel.

Seeing this scene, Ai Han's afterglow finally raised his hand and released a wave of aura in the direction of Han Chuying, stopping Han Chuying's movements.

"Mom, don't kneel."

Ai Han opened her mouth and a mouthful of blood flowed out, she smiled, and turned her head to look at Han Lipeng, who was raising his fist and gritting his teeth to kill her.

Slowly raised his left hand and grabbed Han Lipeng's raised fist, and with the other hand held the wrist of the hand that grabbed his collar.

The aura was transported to his hands, and Ai Han clearly felt the difference in the temperature of his two hands.

One hand is as hot as fire, the other is as cold as ice.

Han Lipeng's right hand was covered with a layer of frost at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his left hand was burned red, and even his hair was scorched.

Everyone looked at this scene in disbelief, was that Aihan or a human meat refrigerator?

No, human meat oven?

Or...... Human meat baking refrigerator?

This time it was Han Chukun's turn to be anxious, he knelt directly in front of Han Chuying, grabbed Han Chuying's hand and begged her to save his son.

Life is so full of drama! No wonder they all say that art comes from life.

"You beat me just now, did you have a good time?" Ai Han let go of a hand and grabbed Han Lipeng's neck instead, then wiped the blood from his chin and spit on the ground.

The little man actually lifted a man who was half a head taller than himself, and Han Lipeng's feet kicked effortlessly off the ground, his face flushed from breathlessness.

It wasn't until this moment that he was deeply aware of the gap between himself and Aihan.

"It's been more than ten years, you won't still be in Fengchujing, right?" Ai Han looked at him with a little disgust, he really didn't know what he had been cultivating for so many years.

Thinking back to the girls he brought home in the past, I'm afraid he was busy practicing how to flirt with his sisters!

Poor qualifications and no hard work, who is weak if he is not weak?

Originally, according to the rules of a cultivator's life-and-death battle, Ai Han could completely kill him on the spot. But because of Han Chuying's face, Ai Han couldn't do this.

"Han Chukun, do you want to save your son?" Ai Han turned his head sideways and shouted at Han Chukun, who was already in tears, since he couldn't be killed, it didn't mean that he couldn't achieve his other goals.

Han Chukun immediately turned around and kowtowed one after another in Ai Han's direction, "As long as you can let Lipeng go, I am willing to do anything!" ”

A smile was raised, and Aihan's eyes were full of calculation.

"Husband, call the lawyer and draw up an agreement immediately. Let them agree to divide my grandparents' estate equally according to the law, including the house. If they want a house, they can give the money to my eldest brother and my mother at the market price. In addition, a consent form to sever the relationship is added. ”

The efficiency of the Xingji Group is first-class, and soon the lawyer and notary arrived with the printed agreement and consent form. Under the notarization of the notary, Ren Han Chukun must not regret no matter how unwilling he is.

After watching Han Chukun sign and press his handprint, Ai Han threw Han Lipeng, who was about to be suffocated, to the ground.

Now Han Lipeng is gone, one hand is roasted like a half-cooked pig's trotter, and the other hand is frozen and unconscious, I'm afraid that in addition to amputation, he is waiting to die.

However, no matter which one it is, it is worse than death for him.

They live in a cognitive world where there are no cultivators, and Han Lipeng, as the only cultivator of the Han family, has been pretentious since he was a child. Now he is like a wasted person, and he is not even as good as an ordinary person, and the blow to his self-esteem can be seen.

asked Xuan Yanqing to call an ambulance for Han Lipeng, which was Ai Han's last kindness.

Since then, she and her mother Han Chuying have nothing to do with Han Chukun's family, whether they are dead or alive, it has nothing to do with them.

After accompanying Han Chuying to the old house to sort out her luggage, Ai Han and the others accompanied her back to the villa to pack her things.

At night, before Xuan Yanqing entered the house, he saw a dim light shining out of the window, and inside the house were Ai Han and a few people who were busy in the kitchen.

The inexplicable Xuan Yanqing's heart also rose a trace of warmth, how long has it been since he felt this feeling of someone waiting for him to eat at home?

"You're back! Quick, wash your hands, let's eat hot pot today! Ai Han heard the sound of the door opening and looked towards the door, and saw Xuan Yanqing's tall figure changing shoes in the entrance.

At the dinner table, Han Chuying couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Mom, what are you crying about? Our mother and daughter are finally reunited, so we should be happy. The wounds on Ai Han's face are now gone, which is probably the benefit of the Nirvana Spiritual Vein, multiple injuries can be recovered and even stronger.

Han Chuying hurriedly wiped away the tears on her face and said with a smile: "Mom, I'm happy." ”

Ai Han handed her a tissue, and said, "Mom, don't pay attention to Han Chukun and their family in the future." No matter how much they pretend to be pitiful and beg you, don't bother to know? ”

A look of hesitation appeared on Han Chuying's face, "He's your uncle." ”

"Is he worthy?"