Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"...You really turned against you!!"

Seeing his grandson sitting on the ground without any regard for his image, Mr. Xiang was so angry that he was about to have a heart attack.

I saw him with a livid face, looked around for a while, then turned around and quickly walked to a servant who was watching the fun, grabbing the feather duster in her hand.

"If I don't teach you a good lesson today, I will write Xiang Yan's name upside down!"

The old man burst into blue veins, roared with a feather duster, and rushed back to Xiang Qian again.

Raise the feather duster and hit him.

However, just as Xiang Qian was so frightened that he cried, a slender figure rushed in from the direction of the gate, stumbled towards him, and desperately protected him behind him.

"Dad! Dad, he's just a child! How can you use violence against him? This is domestic violence, Dad!"

Fang Yali was half-kneeling on the ground, crying frantically.

While looking at his husband, his eyes were full of resentment, "Xiang Huai!! Xiang Huai, why don't you stop Dad! You want to see our son be beaten to death by Dad!!"

"Why don't you ask him what good things he did first!"

Xiang Huai rolled his eyes with anger, and threw the smashed photo frame directly in front of Xiang Qian's mother and son.

His voice was cold and suffocated, "I don't know why this stinky brat has his nerves, he smashed and tore up his aunt's posthumous photos, can the old man not be angry!"

"...Because of this?"

Fang Yali was stunned when she heard the words, and she couldn't help staring at the broken photo frame, and then at the Xiang family father and son.

Disappointment and resentment were intertwined in the bottom of his eyes. After a pause, he laughed coldly.

"Hehe...you're going to beat my son to death just because of a photo of a dead person?"

While speaking, Fang Yali suddenly put her hands on the ground and struggled to stand up.

I saw her eyes glancing at everyone present, and in the end, her eyes were still fixed on Xiang Xing.

"Okay, fine..."

The corners of her mouth twitched, and she spoke in a sarcastic manner, "Xiang Chu is dead, it's your turn to harm our Xiang family... I said Xiang Xing, what kind of catastrophe did you and your mother have in your last life! What are you going to do to this family? Huh?"

The woman said, without waiting for the Xiang family's father and son to react, but turned her gaze to Jiang Yecheng, who had been silently protecting the little guy.

He smiled even more, "Eldest young master of the Jiang family, Auntie advises you not to protect that little bitch. Do you know how dirty she is? Ah?"

"...Fang Yali, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Hearing what she said about Xiang Xing, the old man couldn't help it again. He couldn't help but raise the feather duster and subconsciously hit her.

However, Fang Yali just rolled her eyes, then raised her foot directly and kicked her husband's leg.

The kick made the old man stagger two steps, shaky.

It was Xiang Huai who rushed over and helped his old father.

He looked at Fang Yali again, his eyes were already full of anger, "Yali, how can you treat Dad like this!"

"Ha... When did he think I was his daughter-in-law and Fang Yali was a part of your Xiang family?"

Fang Yali rolled her eyes without hesitation.

"Your entire Xiang family revolves around Xiang Chu and Xiang Xing. Who has seen me? Who has cared about me?"

"You really think I don't know..."

While speaking, the woman raised her hand and pointed at Xiang Xing sharply.