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99. Chapter 99 099: Don't Think About Giving Up 9

Dongfang Chen was timid. The more secretive it was, the more uneasy he felt.

What happened today is so big that everyone on the earth probably knows about it. The old man always wants to save face, and he will have to eat a good meal today.

Sure enough, as soon as he stepped into the hall, that strange depression hit his face.

The old man was holding a cup of tea and sitting there drinking it slowly. It looked like such a harmonious scene.

However, when he saw Dongfang Chen come in, his expression immediately changed. The teacup that had been handed to his mouth was violently thrown out. He also stood up suddenly, grabbed a wire that had been prepared on the table and held it tightly.

In his hand, he yelled at Dongfang Chen: "Bastard, you still know how to come back? Are you coming back to see if I am mad at you?"

The tea cup was smashed not far from Dongfang Chen's feet. Dongfang Chen lowered his head in shame, knowing that today would inevitably lead to a painful meal.

Just looking at the twisted strands of wires in the old man's hand, Dongfang Chen couldn't help but retreat in his heart.

He is already in his late thirties, and has been beaten only a handful of times since he was a child. However, it has only been so long, and the marks on his body from last time are still there, and his bones are still hurting.

The old man is willing to give up and replace the stick with the wire. This is a magical tool that can damage the skin but not the bones, the flesh but not the tendons, and long memory.

Knowing that it was his own fault, Dongfang Chen walked over bravely, not even daring to look at the old man, and shouted: "Dad, I heard that you have been admitted to the hospital. It's okay..."

Snap!

Before Dongfang Chen finished speaking, the old man waved the "Twist" and pulled it directly. The sound reached his ears. Through the thin shirt, it was not much different from directly touching the skin.

Dongfang Chen imagined how painful it would be, but he didn't expect it to be so painful. He took half a step back, gasped for air, and couldn't help but stretched out his hand to hold the place where he was slapped.

The pain was burning, as if someone had cut out a piece of flesh from his body with a knife.

"Dad..." Dongfang Chen looked at the old man, his voice a little aggrieved.

He didn't expect what happened today. Although he was secretly happy that the wedding was ruined, he was really planning to marry his wife into the Dongfang family today. He didn't expect that Zhong Yan would reveal that matter so blatantly and boldly.

Who can guard a child anymore?

Speaking of innocence, he is really the most innocent.

However, the old man was still angry and could not listen to his words. He angrily shouted: "Kneel down!"

"Dad!" Dongfang Chen was stunned. He was twenty-nine, and he would be thirty soon. It was not enough to be scolded and beaten, but he had to kneel down. It was too shameful.

Seeing that he was still standing, the old man swiped the "Twist" in his hand mercilessly again: "I'll make you kneel down!"

This time, after receiving the whip, Dongfang Chen knelt down in front of the old man with a plop, and lowered his head into his chest.

What a shame.

Zhong Qingyu has been back for more than a month and less than two months, and he was beaten twice because of her. He can't let go of this debt!

Don't mention Dongfang Chen's current aggrieved mood.

What a sad tear.

"Tell me honestly, have you thought about the consequences of what you are doing now, and have you ever thought that my good friend, an old immortal like me, will not be angry? Huh? Do you know that our Dongfang family needs face?" The old man said more and more.
Chapter completed!
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