Duan Qing shot the servant a sharp glare. The servant immediately stood obediently in place, not daring to move.
"I'm not crazy. I hit him. He snapped my robot's leg, so I broke his leg. Is there a problem with that? He came into my room and messed with my things. He was clearly the one in the wrong." Su Jiu answered with a cold, merciless expression.
Duan Qing trembled with rage. "Nonsense! Even if Liangliang did something wrong, it was only a toy. We could just buy you two new ones. Did you have to break your cousin's leg?"
"No. You can't buy another one. It's a limited edition—there's only one in the world. He broke my toy's leg, so I had to break his leg. Who told him to touch my things with those filthy hands?" Su Jiu replied coldly, not feeling that he had done anything wrong at all.
Duan Qing nearly fainted from anger.
Holding the unconscious Ge Xiaoliang in her arms, Meng Yi cried out, "Mom! Call an ambulance! Call the police! Xiao Jiu is insane..."
Only then did Su Jin come back to her senses. Trembling, she hurriedly reached for her phone, but the moment she pulled it out, Duan Qing snatched it away.
"No calling the police!" Duan Qing shouted furiously. "Why call the police? They're just children from the same family roughhousing, and no one's dead. What are you reporting to the police for? It's the first day of the Lunar New Year—how big of a scene do you want to make? Do you want everyone to laugh at our family? If you dare call the police, I'll sever our mother-daughter relationship. And don't even think about doing business with the Su Family again."
No matter what, Duan Qing had decided to