Zhu Zhe's younger brother was still trying to hide it, but no matter how he tried, he could not conceal that it was exactly what he thought.
"Big Sis, Brother-in-law, you believe me now, right?" His face showed three parts helplessness, three parts hopefulness, three parts cunning, and one part irrepressible delight.
After all these years, he had come to deeply understand that Zhu Zhe could never truly stand up to their parents. It had always been like this whenever they asked her for money. Zhu Zhe would keep saying she had none, but they could always squeeze seven or eight hundred yuan out of her in the end. Of course, that was when their parents asked. He and his second sister could only occasionally get a few hundred from her.
This time, though, it involved a house. It was a serious matter, and he could sense the determination in their parents' words...
Wang Yan glanced at Zhu Zhe, who was heartbroken and only crying silently, then smiled at her younger brother. The next instant, he slapped him across the face twice, backhand and forehand, then kicked him to the ground. The pain had him clutching his stomach and rolling around.
"Why are you hitting me? Big Sis, Big Sis, do something! He's hitting me! Ah..."
Wang Yan had stepped on his ankle, stomping all the excess nonsense right back down.
Trembling, he pulled out his phone and shouted, "I'm calling the police! Help! Somebody help!"
"Idiot, we're all family. Even if the police come, they'll just mediate. Once we're done there, I'll keep beating you. You call the police again, and I'll beat you again. Or I won't do it myself—I'll have someone else come beat you. By then, you won't even have anywhere to cry."
"I'll tell my