Yu Jingchen lifted his son by the clothes, hoisting the boy into the air. "Want to know why you and Ningning can't live here, huh?"
Yu Ziqian's hands and feet dangled in midair, kicking wildly. "Wah, Dad, you're being unreasonable, you only use force."
"Right, Dad will use force, and you'll see if you dare to defy me in the future." With that, Yu Jingchen flipped his son around.
This time, Yu Ziqian was upside down, hanging like a bat.
"Mom, save me quick." Yu Ziqian cried out loudly for help.
An Ning grabbed Qianqian, worried the child would fall. "Yu Jingchen, let the child go quickly, this will make him dizzy, and his eyes could turn into wall-eyes."
Yu Jingchen remained unmoved, speaking directly to An Ning. "Yu Ziqian, listen to me, Ningning is my wife, and you are not to covet my wife, got it? My bed can only fit me; there's no place for you, understand?"