"Agh, my stomach... it hurts..." Xia Yingyu shrieked in pain. "Help me..."
Seeing Xia Yingyu fall, Zhao Huilan stumbled back a few steps in terror and shouted, "You fell on your own! It wasn't me, it wasn't me... Stop faking it and get up!"
Just then, a tall man ran up from behind, grabbed Zhao Huilan, and—SLAP! SLAP!—struck her twice across the face. "You wretch!" he cursed. "If anything happens to Yingyu, I won't spare you."
The man was none other than a haggard-looking Zhao Jinghai!
With no time to continue scolding the insolent Zhao Huilan, Zhao Jinghai rushed forward, scooped up the wailing Xia Yingyu, and ran to find a doctor for emergency treatment.
Reeling from her father's slaps, Zhao Huilan burst into tears. 'My father only cares about that woman.' Stomping her foot in a rage, she muttered, "First a stepmom, and now I have a stepdad too! I hate you..."
Both terrified and furious, Zhao Huilan turned and ran off.
