My Perfect Female CEO-Chapter 906: Broken Bones

Yan Sinna and Yan’s mother looked at Yan Fugui, instinctively moving closer together.

From these subtle actions, one could see the fear the mother and daughter had towards Yan Fugui.

"You old hag, why aren’t you getting me some hangover soup? What are you doing standing there?" Yan Fugui scolded.

"Daughter, you go rest." Yan’s mother, afraid that her daughter would be troubled by Yan Fugui, wanted to wait until her daughter left before tending to Yan Fugui.

"You useless girl, what are you staring at your father for? If you don’t listen and bring me money again, I’ll sell you off." Yan Fugui started to lecture.

Yan Sinna stood there, frozen, too afraid of Yan Fugui to leave, and could only shrink further behind Yan’s mother.

"All you do is gamble and drink every day. Do you think it’s easy for us to earn a little money, working ourselves to the bone? If you weren’t so wasteful, our daughter would still be in school now! What did I do in my past life to deserve this, working like a horse to repay your debts? I must have been blind to marry a bastard like you! If you dare to sell our daughter and consort with hooligans, I’ll fight you to the death," Yan’s mother roared. Yan Fugui’s mention of selling their daughter pushed her to her breaking point, and she finally erupted.

In her heart, she pitied herself and her daughter; the money they worked so hard to earn wasn’t even enough to cover Yan Fugui’s losses.

Yan Fugui often associated with disreputable women and never came home for any good, either demanding money or to beat someone. This had become routine, so when Yan Fugui wasn’t home, the mother and daughter felt somewhat relieved, but when he returned they lived in fear.

Yan’s mother could endure suffering, but she couldn’t bear to see her daughter suffer too. Especially thinking about how her daughter couldn’t continue school due to lack of money, she felt intensely guilty.

Yan Fugui was heavily in debt, constantly threatening the mother and daughter for repayment, leaving them with no way to live.

To date, aside from loan sharks, no one dared to lend Yan Fugui money anymore.

"You shameless woman, how dare you shout at me? You haven’t been beaten in three days and now you want to tear the roof off?" Yan Fugui’s fury exploded, taking two quick steps forward and swung at Yan’s mother. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

A slap echoed through the room, landing on Yan’s mother’s face, which immediately became red and swollen.

"You wasteful woman, don’t you see who’s the head of this house? How dare you defy your husband, you need to be taught a lesson." After the slap, Yan Fugui lifted his foot and started kicking fiercely.

In just a few moves, Yan Fugui knocked Yan’s mother to the ground, berating and continuing to beat her.

Yan’s mother, her body already frail, could only endure the beating without resistance.

"Dad, stop, please stop!" Yan Sinna cried desperately, trying to pull Yan Fugui away, but was pushed aside, causing her to fall and hit her head on the coffee table, splitting her scalp with blood streaming.

Yan Fugui was both enraged and drunk, attacking haphazardly, not knowing how to show restraint.

Yan Fugui grew more arrogant with each hit, ignoring Yan Sinna’s bleeding head, continuing to kick Yan’s mother.

At this moment, upon hearing the commotion, Ye Fan appeared in the hall. Seeing the scene before him, his eyes turned cold. He hurried forward and pushed Yan Fugui with such force that he staggered back a few steps and fell on his rear.

"Abao, you leave quickly and don’t meddle in this," Yan’s mother urged Ye Fan anxiously, then rushed to Yan Sinna, calling out, "Daughter, are you okay?"

Even though Yan Sinna’s head was bleeding, it wasn’t too serious, but the pain made her press her bleeding wound with a pale face.

"You dog bastard, stupid boy, you’re that useless man the girl picked up, right? You eat from my house, drink from my house, live in my house, then dare to hit me? Without a severe punishment, you don’t know gratitude," Yan Fugui raged, getting up from the floor, rolling up his sleeves, and swinging a fist at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan didn’t move. By now, Yan Sinna and Yan’s mother were already beside themselves; Yan Sinna was dizzily swaying, her eyes nearly closed, and Yan’s mother was too worried about her daughter’s condition to spare a thought for Ye Fan’s situation.

As Yan Fugui’s fist was about to hit Ye Fan’s face,

Ye Fan caught Yan Fugui’s wrist with one hand.

Although Yan Fugui was almost drunk and his nerves numb, he could still feel the pain.

He shouted, "You bastard, little brat, how dare you grab my hand, let go now or I’ll kill you!"

"I don’t understand, how can there still be men like you in this world," Ye Fan’s eyebrows furrowed coldly, his fingers clamped down forcefully.

A crisp crack sounded, like dry wood being broken, echoing sharply in the ears.

"Ah!" A scream, hysterical like a butchered pig, roared out from Yan Fugui’s mouth.

Blood oozed at Yan Fugui’s wrist, the bone piercing through the flesh clearly visible, his face contorted completely, like a lament before death, the cry so miserable.

The intense pain swept away all traces of drunkenness.

Yan’s mother looked over, dumbfounded, and seeing Yan Fugui suffering while Ye Fan was unharmed, a sense of joy involuntarily rose in her heart.

By this time, Yan Sinna had already fainted, likely from pain and fright.

Yan Fugui’s wailing alarmed the neighbors.

Soon, Dr. Liu heard about it and quickly arranged for people nearby to take Yan Sinna’s family to his clinic.

In the clinic, people moved around busily.

However, all the faces bore expressions of joy.

"Haha, indeed, good deeds are rewarded and evil finds retribution. Now Yan Fugui, this scoundrel, is suffering!"

"Little Sinna and Sister Yan are fine, just need some bandaging and wound cleaning. But hey, things don’t look good for Yan Fugui. He’s passed out from the pain, still convulsing on the bed."

"Abao, well done, you stood up for Little Sinna and Sister Yan and gave us all a breath of relief."

"I asked around, Abao only squeezed Yan Fugui’s wrist—wow, how strong is that grip? Truly worthy of a hero, Abao’s strength is unparalleled."

The spectators around gleefully discussed, their emotions running high.

Although it was already evening, such explosive gossip kept them wide awake.

Under Yan’s mother’s insistence, Dr. Liu treated Yan Sinna’s wounds first, then Yan’s mother, and finally attended to Yan Fugui’s injuries.

Though Yan Fugui was the most severely injured, no one cared about him.

Letting Yan Fugui suffer longer was what everyone desired.

Dr. Liu naturally thought the same.