Mr. Zhan's Little Demon is All Grown up

Lan City.

At the Shi Family Villa.

"Ah!" A girl's miserable scream suddenly rang out in the brightly lit villa.

Shi Qian stood at the top of the stairs and looked at Shi Muxue, who had rolled down the stairs.

The sudden situation stunned all the guests in the living room.

"Xue'er," Song Yuzhi yelled and immediately ran to Shi Muxue's side. Her voice was flustered and choked with sobs. "Quick, call the ambulance."

Shi Muxue lay on the ground with blood all over her forehead. She looked up at Shi Qian with pitiful and innocent eyes and mumbled, "Sister, I'm sorry. I won't celebrate my birthday anymore. Please don't be angry, okay?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Shi Qian looked at her in surprise.

Song Yuzhi raised her head and looked at Shi Qian. "Xiao Qian, today is your sister's birthday. How could you do this?"

At this moment, the guests who came to the banquet began to discuss in low voices.

"Young Miss Qian is extremely vicious at such a young age. They are still blood-related sisters even though they were born with the same mother. How could she do such a ruthless thing?"

"That's right. Miss Qian is only 15 years old but already so vicious. What else could she do when she grows up?"

"Sigh, it's honestly unfortunate for our family."

Shi Qian looked at the crowd. "This has nothing to do with me. She fell on her own." 

Disdain shrouded everyone's eyes. No one believed Shi Qian's words.

After Shi Yaorong made the emergency call, he quickly walked to Shi Muxue's side and squatted down. With a concerned look, he said gently, "Xue'er, don't be afraid. The ambulance will be here soon."

Shi Qian looked at Shi Yaorong's gentle expression. Although she was already used to his favoritism, her heart still ached.

Shi Yaorong raised his head and looked at Shi Qian. Instantly, he put on a fierce look and roared, "Shi Qian! Get down here and apologize to your sister!"

Shi Muxue looked at him and said in a low voice, "Dad, I'm fine. It doesn't hurt at all. Don't blame my sister." 

"I'm not going to hold a birthday party. I'm happy as long as I can be with my parents."

Song Yuzhi's lips moved, but she did not speak. She covered her mouth with her hand and sobbed. It looked as though she was deeply aggrieved.

"This child is too sensible. It's a pity to have such a sister. It's indeed a tragedy." 

"Yeah, she's so sensible that it makes my heart ache."

Shi Qian looked at the crowd, and a cold smile appeared in her disappointed eyes.

When Shi Yaorong saw that Shi Qian remained still, he stormed up the stairs, walked in front of Shi Qian, and gave her a tight slap.

Shi Qian landed on the ground and almost fell down the stairs.

"You b*stard!" Shi Yaorong bellowed. "She's your younger sister. You honestly dared to lay your hands on her!" 

Song Yuzhi raised her head and appeared like a good wife and mother. "Hubby, don't hit the child. Xiao Qian is still young."

"It's all because you have spoiled her too much. I'm going to teach her a lesson today!"

As he spoke, Shi Yaorong noticed a golf club in the corridor. He took the club and hit Shi Qian mercilessly.

Shi Muxue's seemingly innocent eyes flashed with a smug smile.

Besides Song Yuzhi's hypocrisy, no one else spoke up for Shi Qian. This was all Song Yuzhi's doing. In everyone's eyes, Shi Qian was arrogant, vicious, and not worthy of sympathy.

The ambulance carried Shi Muxue away.

Shi Yaorong and Song Yuzhi went together, and the guests were all concerned about Shi Muxue's injury.

However, no one paid any attention to Shi Qian, who lay on the floor injured.

Before Shi Yaorong left, he turned to his driver and instructed, "Pack up her things and leave her in the countryside to reflect for a while."