<h4>Chapter 173: Chapter 173: Disfigure Zhao Haishuang</h4>


    "I’ll call Uncle Chengter to ask whether his household staff is still under his control."


    This kind of servant, who oppresses their master—isn’t Cheng Guomin behind this? Even if he isn’t, once outsiders learn of it, Cheng Guomin is bound to be furious.


    She knew that Cheng Guomin cared deeply about maintaining appearances.


    No matter how bad Cheng Lie was, he was still, in name, a son of the Cheng Family. Coupled with his unique identity, if this incident got out, the impact on Cheng Guomin’s reputation would be massive.


    Yun Tiancheng didn’t stop Yun Shifei, letting this rare moment of irritation from the girl y out as she took matters into her own hands.


    Having a temper was not a bad thing.


    He used to worry about Yun Shifei’s gentle personality, wondering if she’d be bullied when out in the world.


    Now, he realized he had overthought it.


    Yun Shifei went off to make a call.


    Yun Tiancheng stayed beside Cheng Lie, watching him eat.


    He didn’t feel much toward Cheng Lie, merely acknowledged him as Cheng Guomin’s illegitimate son, asionally pitying him.


    Now that Yun Shifei had grown close to him, making Cheng Lie her best friend in the neighborhood, Yun Tiancheng felt a bit warmer toward him.


    He asked kindly, "Done eating? Shall I get you another bowl?"


    He noticed Cheng Lie had finished the noodles, not leaving a trace.


    If Cheng Lie hadn’t been eating well in the past few days, who knew if that was enough to fill him?


    Upon hearing the offer, Cheng Lie shook his head.


    It was the first time Cheng Lie responded to him; in the past, Cheng Lie had treated him like air. Suddenly, Yun Tiancheng felt slightly excited.


    "Let me wash some fruit for you to eat. You can go watch TV in the living room first," he said.


    Yun Tiancheng turned the TV on before heading to the kitchen.


    Finally, Yun Tiancheng understood why Yun Shifei liked Cheng Lie so much, always thinking of him when there was something good.


    This child looked so obedient and adorable—even if he didn’t speak, just one simple response was enough to make people want to give him every good thing they had.


    Recalling how poorly he was treated in the Cheng family made him feel even more sympathetic.


    Meanwhile, Cheng Lie watched Yun Shifei and Yun Tiancheng, both bustling about, feeling slightly perplexed.


    They treated him so well—the Yun Family members were so warm.


    He lowered his eyelids, his longshes sweeping down, hiding his inner thoughts.


    Though he found this feeling strange for now, he figured he would get used to it eventually.


    After Yun Shifei finished her call, she realized she had misunderstood. Cheng Guomin wasn’t aware of this incident—in fact, he even asked what had happened to Cheng Lie.


    After she exined about the nanny, Cheng Guomin became particrly angry, saying he’de home that very evening.


    It seemed he truly wasn’t aware—unless his acting skills were exceptional.


    However, she had conveyed everything to Cheng Guomin, so she’d just wait to see what he’d say once he returned.


    That evening, Cheng Guomin came home personally to take Cheng Lie back to the Cheng residence. What happened afterward, Yun Shifei didn’t know; she only knew that from then onward, the nanny was no longer around.


    She wasn’t aware that Cheng Guomin had a big argument with Zhao Haishuang that evening, forbidding Zhao Haishuang from everying a hand on Cheng Lie again.


    Zhao Haishuang was indignant—they entered into a cold war.


    Deep down, Zhao Haishuang’s resentment toward Cheng Lie grew.


    She thought everything was Cheng Lie’s fault. She wished she could just strangle him and be done with it.


    But when she thought about how there was just over a year left before she could give up on Cheng Lie, Zhao Haishuang decided it wasn’t worth doing anything illegal.


    After all, she had done something once before—now, she didn’t want to take such risky steps again.


    Of course, there were countless ways to deal with that autistic fool—like dumping him in some remote ce and leaving him to fend for himself.


    But she knew Cheng Guomin would lose his mind.


    If she solved the issue of Cheng Lie, passing the Cheng Guomin hurdle wouldn’t be easy; their lives would be ruined.


    "Do you have any idea how harshly I was scolded? You little bastard, just you wait!" Zhao Haishuang seized the opportunity when Cheng Guomin wasn’t home, threatening Cheng Lie in fury.


    Normally, she’d at least pretend in front of Cheng Lie, but today she couldn’t keep up the act.


    The teenager’s gaze was cold and distant, not fixing on her face.


    His demeanor stirred the criminal instincts in Zhao Haishuang’s heart.


    Still, she didn’t touch him.


    That Yun Family girl treated him like treasure; every time Zhao Haishuang bullied him, she’d find out and report it.


    Cheng Guomin would scold her again.


    In the end, Zhao Haishuang could only viciously pinch Cheng Lie’s arm before storming downstairs.


    Back in his room, Cheng Lie took off his clothes.


    Despite wearing a padded jacket outside, Zhao Haishuang’s long fingernails were practically weapons—his arm had been scratched, with bloodstains seeping out.


    The area bore multiple scars—marks left behind whenever Zhao Haishuang got angry and didn’t know how else to deal with him.


    She saw him as an enemy, but wasn’t he also treating her as one?


    Cheng Lie curved his lips into a slight smile and sent out a text.


    "Do something at Zhao Wan Beauty Salon."


    Soon, a reply came: "Bro, haven’t heard from you in ages... What’s the n this time?"


    Evidently, the person on the other end of the line was exasperated by Cheng Lie’s antics.


    "Ruining Zhao Haishuang’s face."


    Zhao Wan Beauty Salon was run by Zhao Haishuang’s cousin, and it was quite reputable in South City.


    It was a go-to spot for Zhao Haishuang and her girlfriends to support her cousin’s business.


    Especially when her mood was bad.


    Although Zhao Haishuang had gone through stic surgery, she used to look in.


    Later, after Cheng Guomin’s affair, discovering his preference for beautiful women prompted her to try cosmetic surgery and enhance her features.


    Back then, cosmetic procedures were not developed, nor widely advertised. Her cousin Zhao Wan introduced her to the concept at her beauty salon.


    It took Zhao Haishuang substantial mental preparation beforemitting to surgery.


    The results were surprisingly good, though makeup further entuated her looks.


    Now, each morning, even at home, she dollied up meticulously.


    Without makeup, the traces of surgery were noticeable.


    With makeup, however, her appearance elevated to near-celebrity levels.


    Even Cheng Guomin stopped straying after seeing her post-surgery transformation.


    Zhao Haishuang knew shecked real talent, relying solely on various ploys to keep hold of a man’s heart.


    The procedures from long ago needed to be supplemented now—maintaining youthful looks required regr injections.


    Zhao Haishuang went to the beauty salon for her scheduled round of treatments.


    "Haishuang, it’s been a while—you’ve grown prettier again!" Zhao Wan said with a cheerful smile.


    "ttery! It’s all thanks to your skills."


    Zhao Wan chuckled as she prepped the skin-brightening injection for Zhao Haishuang.


    These products weren’t avable domestically, imported from abroad. The injection promised instant radiance and smooth, hydrated skin.