Jú'er's rash action startled everyone.

In this era, both men and women are accustomed to having long hair. Everyone values their own hair very much.

The body's flesh and skin are given by parents, the pain of a headache is a serious matter. Therefore, Lao Yang immediately asked everyone to pull and persuade him.

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“Don't come any closer, whoever comes, this pair of scissors will not be cutting hair, but my own neck!”

Ju er brandished her scissors, her eyes red-rimmed as she addressed the crowd before her.

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Everyone in the room was dumbfounded, staring at each other in disbelief.

"You're bluffing! If you have the guts, go ahead and die for me!"

"Don't push me!" Ju er said in a sharp voice, her hand holding the scissors trembling.

Liu was so angry she wanted to scold again, but Yang Huaming pulled her behind him.

"Since when has a best friend acted this way? Are you trying to provoke her on purpose? Are you even human? Get out of here!" Yang Huaming roared.

Liu Shi indignantly rolled to the side. Yang Huaming stepped forward and coaxed Ju'er, "Good girl, don't do this. If you have something to say, tell your father. Let's sit down and discuss it properly. First, put down the scissors..."

"I don't want to break off my engagement with Chen Biao, no matter what!"

Yang Huaming said, "Whether to withdraw or not, you first put down the scissors and let's sit down and discuss it slowly..."

"No room for negotiation!" Ju'er's emotions were about to flare up again.

Yang Huaming was frightened and quickly said, "Okay, okay, no retreat. Let's not retreat, just put down the scissors and let's talk things over."

"I won't let go," Ju'er said, "If I let go, you'll regret it!"

Yang Huaming smiled and spread his hands, saying: “You girl, why don’t you believe your own father?”

"Look, so many people here are listening. Everyone can testify for you. We're not backing down, right?" He said again.

Jú'er's gaze fell on the other people in the room, and when her eyes landed on Yáng Ruòqíng, Yáng Ruòqíng avoided them.

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She dared not meet Ju'er's gaze, nor did she dare to be a witness to that eavesdropping.

Why?

Because Yang Ruqing was skeptical of Yang Huaming's assurances, she didn't want to be a witness out of fear of disappointing Ju'er.

But the immediate concern was to calm Juju down and get the scissors out of her hands.

So, Yang Ruqing could only avoid eye contact. "Sorry, Ju'er," she whispered.

Then, her gaze drifted, finally settling on Lao Yangtou, the head of the household.

“Grandpa, did you hear what my father said? Can you testify for me?” Ju’er asked pitifully.

Old Yang was stunned, glanced at Ju'er, then at Yang Huaming.

The old man's eyes held the same turmoil that had been in Yang Ruqing's heart earlier.

But the old man still reluctantly nodded, “Well, I will testify. Ju-er, first put down the scissors, and don’t make a fuss anymore!”

Relieved after getting the master's assurance, Ju-er just lowered her arm holding the scissors when a figure darted in at lightning speed, snatched them from her grasp, and flung them far out of the hall.

Then, that figure turned Kikuko's hands over her back and pressed her down onto the table beside them.

"You little brat! Are you still playing this game of living and dying with your old man? I'm telling you, this marriage is off, whether you like it or not. This is for your own good, so you won't regret it later!"

Yes, this agile and fickle person is Yang Huaming.

Jú'er reacted and immediately burst into tears, struggling desperately.

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"You're not keeping your word, you lied to me, let go of me! I'm going to find Chen Biao..."

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“What if I fool you? I’m doing this for your own good!” Yang Huaming gritted his teeth, holding down Ju'er tightly so she couldn't move. He turned his head and shouted at Liu Shi, “Why are you standing there like a fool? Quickly get the rope and tie her up, or if she runs away later, we’ll never find her again!”

Liu came to her senses and started asking Sun for ropes, because this was Yang Huazhong's home after all.

Sun's face was full of embarrassment.

Yang Ruqing stood up directly and said, "To be honest, I find Fourth Uncle's methods of using deception to trick Juer very distasteful. But considering that you are her parents and this is for her own good, I didn't speak out before."

"Now you still want to tie up Ju'er with a rope? I strongly disagree with that."

"This isn't something you can just handle with brute force. You said to communicate nicely, didn't you? Binding someone up like this is practically treating them like livestock! Our family doesn't provide ropes!" Yang Ruoheng stated firmly.

Mrs. Liu was so anxious she tugged at her ears and cheeks, and Yang Huaming also flushed red with embarrassment. With a difficult face, he said: "Qinger, Ju'er is my own daughter, how could I not love her? This is just unavoidable! That pair of scissors has no eyes!"

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Yang Ruqing still looked at Yang Huaming coldly and said, "Even if scissors don't have eyes, some things cannot be promised casually. Fourth Uncle, you are being fickle like this, so it will be even harder for you to communicate with Ju er and gain her trust."

Yang Huaming's face was full of shame, but he gritted his teeth and said, "Even if she blames me, it will only be for a while. I admit it. If I really let her marry Chen Biao, she will blame me for the rest of her life!"

Having said that, Yang Huaming did not ask Liu Shi to find a rope again. Instead, he simply hoisted Ju'er onto his shoulders and strode towards the doorway.

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"Let me down, I hate you, I hate you!"

Ju'er was beating Yang Huaming's back frantically, like a crazed wild animal, and crying out.

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Yang Huaming walked towards the village entrance with a grim face, not uttering a word.

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Mrs. Liu quickly followed, walking beside her and scolding Ju'er.

The rest of the Lao Yang family followed behind. Old Man Yang walked at the back, his steps heavy and his face etched with worry, sighing as he went.

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Now that everyone had left, only Sun Shi and a few people including Yang Ruqing were left in the main hall of Yang Huazhong's house.

Sun sighed and turned to start clearing the teacups that everyone had used.

Xiaohua walked over and said to Sun Shi, "Third Aunt, you rest. I'll take care of it."

Sun shook her head, “I’m not tired at all, go do your own thing.”

Little Flower didn't have anything else to do, so she stayed to help Mrs. Sun clean up.

Here, Yang Ruqing sat on the stool, fuming and unwilling to move or speak.

Sun said, "Qing'er, I just feel uneasy about this."

Yang Ruqing said, "Me too, I feel very upset."

Sun said: "Standing from the perspective of your fourth uncle and aunt, it's also understandable. After all, parents in the world are to be pitied."

"But seeing Ju'er like that, my heart clenched with worry. It was clear that Ju'er wasn't joking around, she was truly heartbroken about wanting to break off the engagement!"

Yang Ruqing nodded, "This time, it's either compromise or win for Ju'er. No matter which one, she will have to shed her skin."

This experience of Juju's reminded Yang Ruohua of something she had encountered in her past life.

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