Liang Zixuan and Tian Qihua could only stand there, not daring to follow Han Yuanjun.
Han Yuanjun was a person who usually didn't talk much. He didn't need to say anything because his face alone was enough to make people afraid. His entire deanor made people afraid to approach him, and not many had the courage to speak to him.
Even his closest family mbers didn't dare to rebuke him unless there was a crisis.
Liang Zixuan clenched her fists anxiously. "Mom, do you think Jun... Will he use violence against Yingzhe?"
Tian Qihua didn't know whether to laugh or cry as she looked at Liang Zixuan. "I don't even know! But when he's anxious, he can really do anything. Zixuan, how about we sneak upstairs and hide behind the door to eavesdrop on him?"
Liang Zixuan wanted to do that too, but she really didn't have the courage.
Don't look at how Han Yuanjun usually spoils her, but she really didn't have the courage to challenge his authority.
Han Yuanjun was a petty person. Liang Zixuan wouldn't be able to handle it if at that ti, Han Yuanjun decided to make trouble for her.
"Forget it..." She sighed deeply. "Let him take care of Yingzhe himself."
However, Liang Zixuan was still very curious about how Han Yuanjun, the child's father, fed the milk to the child.
Not only was Liang Zixuan curious, but even Tian Qihua was also very curious.
When Han Yuanjun went upstairs, he took the child directly to his room.
He put the child on the bed and took the backpack off his shoulders. He took out the powdered milk, milk bottles, etc.
Han Yuanjun usually liked to talk big, but when it ca to his child, he was very careful.
He feared that Tian Qihua had forgotten to disinfect the milk bottle, so he dipped the bottle in boiling water for a few seconds before pulling it out and setting it aside.
He also dosed the amount of milk powder strictly according to the instructions. In a short ti, the milk was ready to be brewed.
He walked over to the bed with the bottle of milk. When he saw that the child was still asleep, he sat down on the bed and gently took the child in his arms. He pinched the child's nose and showed his loving fatherly smile. "Little Zhe, wake up. Daddy wants to feed you milk."
The child closed his eyes tightly as if he was angry. He didn't wake up.
Han Yuanjun was still in a good mood and pinched the child's face again. "Little Zhe, wake up. If you don't wake up, daddy will drink up your milk."
Han Yingzhe ignored him and slept soundly with his eyes closed.
Han Yuanjun frowned. He grabbed Han Yingzhe's small hand and shook it vigorously. "Wake up, wake up. If you don't wake up, daddy will spank your butt!"
Han Yuanjun didn't know if the child understood his words or what because the child suddenly opened his eyes. When he saw Han Yuanjun, he burst into tears.
Han Yuanjun had never coaxed a child before, but he rembered Liang Zixuan's words that the child would cry as soon as he woke up. He won't want to drink milk.
Han Yuanjun quickly stood up and held the child in his arms. He coaxed him. "All right, stop crying. Stop crying. Daddy will feed you, okay?"
"Wah! Wah!"
The more Han Yuanjun coaxed, the more the child cried.
His patience was running out. He laid the child on the bed and looked down at him. "Will you stop or not? If not, then cry as you want. Daddy won't care about you anymore!"
"Wah! Wah!" The child's crying grew louder and louder.
The heartbreaking crying made Han Yuanjun's heart ache. He wanted to get down on his knees and beg the child not to cry.
He thought of several ways to coax the child, but no matter what ways he used, the child still did not stop crying.
Han Yuanjun was so angry that his face turned red.
"Brat, you forced to do this! Since you won't drink the milk, I'll force you!"
He sat down on the bed and took the child in his arms. He took the milk bottle and brought it to Han Yingzhe's mouth. "Drink it! If you don't drink it, I'll beat you!"
"Wah!" The child had just cried when the milk was put into his mouth. Now he couldn't cry anymore. He looked at Han Yuanjun with wide eyes.
At this mont, Han Yuanjun's face was completely ugly. His whole body was surrounded by a wave of hatred. For so reason, the child suddenly seed to feel a strong threat and his small body trembling in Han Yuanjun's arms. Then, he bit down on the bottle. There were tears in his eyes as he sucked the milk in a wronged manner.
*Slurp! Slurp!*
Han Yuanjun was very amused when he heard this sound. "Brat, it seems that you only want to drink milk in this way. If you dare to tornt your mother and grandmother in the future, I will give you milk from now on!"
Suddenly a tear fell from Han Yingzhe's eye. The child was so frightened that he whimpered twice. He did not dare to cry out loud. After drinking the milk in a big gulp, he looked eagerly at Han Yuanjun as if he was afraid that Han Yuanjun would really hit him.
Seeing that the milk bottle was empty, Han Yuanjun happily put the milk bottle on the bedside table. Then he took the child in his arms and gently patted him on the back.
Han Yuanjun had just patted the child twice when the child burped.
Liang Zixuan and Tian Qihua, who had been waiting downstairs, could no longer hold back their curiosity. They were really afraid that Han Yuanjun would attack the child. The two of them talked for a while and then hurried upstairs.
Without knocking on the door, they rushed in. At first glance, they saw Han Yuanjun holding the child and gently patting him on the back.
When the child burped, Liang Zixuan and Tian Qihua were so moved that they were almost in tears.
"Did he drink the milk?" Liang Zixuan looked at the empty milk bottle on the bedside table and asked in disbelief.
"How dare he not drink it?" Han Yuanjun lifted his chin proudly. "Look who gave it to him."
"Ahem ..." Tian Qihua coughed and asked weakly, "Jun... you... you didn't hit him, did you?"
"No!" Han Yuanjun firmly denied it. He didn't want to admit that he had used force. "I gently coaxed him. He imdiately drank the milk as soon as I gave it to him."
Liang Zixuan and Tian Qihua looked at each other, showing that they didn't believe him.
"Alright, since the milk has been fed, you can give the child to . Many guests have already arrived downstairs. As the head of the family, why don't you hurry downstairs and greet them?"
Tian Qihua reached out to pick up the child, and Han Yuanjun gave the child to her.
Who would have thought, when Han Yingzhe entered Tian Qihua's arms, it was as if he had suddenly found his lifeline, his two small hands imdiately grabbed Tian Qihua's collar and didn't let go.
Han Yuanjun: "....!"
Liang Zixuan touched her nose in embarrassnt. "Hubby, are you sure you really didn't do anything to him?"
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