Thank you

Ke Lai hurled all kinds of vicious insults at Jiang Xing. It was hard to imagine a father saying such things to his own child.

But judging by Jiang Xing's expression, those words had long since stopped affecting him. Or perhaps he had long since given up hope in his father.

Jiang Jing clearly hadn't expected Ke Lai to say that. Once she recovered, she tried to rush forward and slap him a few times, but Jiang Xing stopped her. "It's okay, Mom. Don't dirty your hands on him."

Although Jiang Xing had appeared on camera, the production crew blurred him out to protect his privacy.

Jiang Xing didn't want anyone dirtying their hands, but Chi Xiu clearly had no such reservations. He delivered two sharp slaps to Ke Lai's face, then calmly told everyone looking his way, "It's fine. I don't mind dirtying my hands."

[Wow, well done, Yuzu.]

If certain things hadn't been inappropriate to do on camera, Ye Qing would clearly have liked to take a swing himself. But as a public figure, he couldn't simply do whatever he wanted.

Chi Xiu, however, clearly had no such concerns. After all, he was only a director.

The viewers in the livestream cheered him on.

"Aaah, great slaps! What a scumbag."

"I hate domestic abusers more than anything."

"Look at the injuries on our Sister Jing. How could he do that to her?"

Before long, the police arrived and took Ke Lai away.

After something like this, they clearly couldn't keep filming the show. Besides, they had already generated enough buzz for one day.

Ignoring the howls of protest in the comments, Chi Xiu ended the livestream without hesitation.

With the matter resolved, Jiang Jing was visibly in better spirits. She walked up to Ye Qing and bowed deeply.