Sir, I will not marry!

Chapter 152 How Does It Pain?

It is said that a man's forty is the most glorious peak moment.

The man in front of him almost overturned all Jiang Xiaonuan's understanding of the middle-aged uncle.He has an extraordinary handsome face, but there is a kind of stability all over his body that has been precipitated by years of experience.

Jiang Xiaonuan looked away from his handsome nose bridge and tight thin lips, the illusion was like seeing Shen Lingye 20 years later.

Jiang Xiaonuan recovered from the amazement, and only then noticed that this man was looking at him without blinking.

Jiang Xiaonuan hurriedly looked away from him, then smiled at him, "Sorry, I——I just came to ask for directions."

The man reached out and handed the black suit hanging on his arm to the person behind him, then he lifted his foot and walked in the direction where Jiang Xiaonuan and the boy were.

Maybe it was because of the terrifying aura of this man, Jiang Xiaonuan couldn't help swallowing, feeling panicked.

When the man walked in front of Jiang Xiaonuan, Jiang Xiaonuan smelled a strong smell of wormwood.

But Jiang Xiaonuan has no time to worry about this smell now, because she can feel his microscope-like eyes looking back and forth on her body.She clenched her fists involuntarily, staring at the muscular muscles under the man's shirt in front of her, her scalp went numb for a while.

"Where do you want to go?"

Suddenly, the man in front of him spoke.

His voice was like a viola, deep and thick, forming a muffled resonance in his chest, very pleasant to hear.

Jiang Xiaonuan swallowed her saliva and said, "Ao—the garden!"

The man made a look at the person behind him, and the person hurried forward, stretched out his hand to Jiang Xiaonuan, and signaled her to go out the door.

Is this to help guide the way?
Jiang Xiaonuan hurriedly nodded and bowed to the man in front of him, "Thank you!"

Because of the bent posture, the black hair on the shoulders hung down, and when it was rippling in the air, it grazed the fingers of the man in front of him.

The cold and smooth touch was fleeting, and the man's fingers moved subtly, but he still stood there motionless.

Jiang Xiaonuan didn't notice this detail, she just wanted to escape from this oppressive and heavy place quickly.

However, she hadn't walked a few steps before she heard the child whimpering.

Jiang Xiaonuan stopped, hesitated for two seconds, and couldn't help but took two steps back to stand at the door.

But I saw that in that room, there was another man who didn't know when, he was holding a teaching stick, and was beating hard on the palm of the little boy's outstretched hand!
The boy's big tears rolled down his fair cheeks, looking very pitiful.He was obviously in pain, but he bit his lips and refused to cry out, let alone retract the hand he held under the teaching stick.

Jiang Xiaonuan was shocked, and she couldn't help but turn around and ask the man who led the way, "Why did you beat him?"

The man said with a blank face: "When the young master was punished to stand, he moved his body."

Jiang Xiaonuan was stunned, "Just because you showed me the way?!"

The man nodded, "Yes."

Jiang Xiaonuan opened his mouth, but was speechless for a while.

Just raising your hand like that, is it considered a move?To punish him like this? !
"Stop!" Jiang Xiaonuan shouted without thinking.

That's just a five or six-year-old kid, how could he be beaten just for this reason? !

Jiang Xiaonuan was distressed and guilty, she returned to the room again, pushed away the person in front of the boy, and squatted down to look at the boy's hand.

"How is it? Does it hurt?" Jiang Xiaonuan pinched the little palm and looked at it. The child's skin was thin and tender. After several beatings, there were already shocking red marks and even bruises.

(End of this chapter)