At the courthouse entrance, Wang Cheng stared intently at Wang Song, his eyes practically spitting fire.

He felt betrayed.

His parents stood by him and doted on him, giving him the best food and clothes.

Since he brought his parents to the provincial capital and treated them to good food and drink, he never expected that his father would betray him and seek refuge with Wang Peng.

He encouraged his mother to sue Wang Peng for a huge amount of alimony, and his father immediately filed a lawsuit against him, also demanding alimony from him.

"Dad, what kind of mind-altering drug did Wang Peng give you?" Wang Cheng clenched his fists, anger rising in his heart.

“He didn’t drug me; I just suddenly realized what was going on,” Wang Song sneered. “I saw through your true nature.”

He turned to look at Li Guifen and said, "I can see who the filial and reliable child is, and I made the right choice."

Li Guifen frowned, clenched her fist, and turned her head to look to the side.

Wang Song wasn't going to let her off the hook. He gave a cold laugh and said, "Wipe your eyes and see clearly who is the reliable person."

Wang Cheng suddenly roared, "Wang Song, this is none of your business what my mother and I do."

The son called his father by his name directly, which stunned Wang Song. This was a reversal of the natural order.

"Wang Cheng, you bastard!" Wang Song was so angry that he raised his hand and slapped Wang Cheng across the face.

In a flash, Wang Cheng grabbed his wrist, looked at his exasperated expression, and gave a cold smile.

The old father was so angry that his face turned red, while the son looked like a complete idiot. The two stood frozen in place.

Li Guifen took a step back, glanced at the father and son standing together, and gave a bitter smile.

She doesn't acknowledge her son, so how could she call her father by his name to his face? Keep in mind, despite all the mistreatment she inflicted on Wang Peng, he never called her by her name to her face.

"You beast, try calling out again, try calling out again!" Wang Song's chest heaved, his temper on the verge of exploding.

"Wang Peng said something quite reasonable: 'If the father is unkind, the son will be unfilial.'" Wang Cheng sneered, opening his mouth wide: "Wang, Song!"

Wang Song's temper completely exploded, and he raised his fist to strike.

But he was already over fifty years old; how could he be a match for Wang Cheng?

Wang Cheng dodged his punch by sidestepping, then forcefully swung his shoulder, throwing him directly to the ground.

With a thud, Wang Song landed hard on his buttocks on the curb, his lower body went numb, followed by a piercing pain.

Wang Song clutched his tailbone in pain, growing angrier and more aggrieved the more he thought about it, until he burst into tears.

"Hmph! This is what happens when you go against me." Wang Cheng sneered, pointing at him. "Go back and complain to Wang Peng. I'm not afraid of him!"

After saying that, he pulled Li Guifen into the car, started the engine, and drove away.

Li Guifen looked through the car window at Wang Song, who was sitting on the curb crying, and felt a pang of sadness in her heart.

According to traditional beliefs, it is extremely disrespectful for a son to call his father by his first name or to physically assault him.

She was afraid, afraid that one day Wang Cheng would hit her too. Looking at her son driving in the front seat, Li Guifen became more and more frightened.

On the roadside, Wang Song stood with tears streaming down his face, pulling out his phone to call Wang Peng. But before he could finish dialing, he couldn't continue.

If that call goes through, knowing Wang Peng's temper, he'll definitely beat up Wang Cheng. And if things escalate, it might lead to another lawsuit.

"Sigh!" Wang Song sighed, put his phone in his pocket, stood up while supporting his tailbone, and his buttocks started to hurt again.

He stood by the roadside for a long time until his buttocks stopped hurting, then he took out his keys, opened the car door, and drove his Alto home.

The car drove away, and a young man in a blue tracksuit walked out of the alley next to it.

He shook his head slightly, took out his phone, and called Wang Peng.

"Boss, this is number five. I'm at the courthouse entrance. Wang Cheng just beat up the old man..."

In the chairman's office of Brothers Supermarket No. 1, Wang Peng sat on the bed, his phone tightly gripped in his hand.

He couldn't believe that Wang Cheng had actually hit his own father. He knew Wang Cheng was a scoundrel, but he never imagined he would be this despicable.

Number Five is Li Mengjiao's subordinate and also the bodyguard she secretly arranged for her father.

"Brother, call Mom. Let her handle this." Hu Mingyue was worried that he might lose his temper and go to fight Wang Cheng again.

She grabbed Wang Peng's arm and gently comforted him, "The entire board of directors of Brilliant now supports Wang Cheng. If you really hit him, you'll be in trouble."

Wang Peng gritted his teeth in hatred, knowing that Hu Mingyue was not exaggerating.

The rapid expansion of Brother Supermarket has already eaten away a lot of the pie that once belonged to Glory, and the board of directors has long felt the pain.

Those old guys were afraid that Wang Peng would continue to expand, and they all felt that Wang Cheng could stop the expansion of Brothers Supermarket.

Seeing his grim expression, Hu Mingyue quickly added, "Brother, those old guys have a lot of influence."

"I know," Wang Peng nodded. "If we leave this to Mom to handle, what would be the best outcome?"

Hu Mingyue smiled wryly, "With Wang Cheng's current strength, at most he'll get a reprimand, be made to apologize to our father, and then pay some compensation."

"Okay! You talk to Mom and ask her to handle it first." Wang Peng calmed himself down and smiled slightly.

"Mmm." Hu Mingyue finally felt relieved and hurriedly called Hu Juan.

Just then, there was a knock on the door: "Brother Peng, are you there?"

"Yes, please wait a moment." Wang Peng put on his shoes and opened the office door.

Du Lei glanced at Hu Mingyue and nodded to her. "Brother Peng, the company has approved the donation to the provincial university."

Wang Peng nodded. "I'll leave this to you. Call me if anything comes up."

Seeing that Peng's expression was not good, Du Lei asked softly, "Brother Peng, what exactly happened?"

As he spoke, he turned to look at Hu Mingyue, assuming that Hu Mingyue had angered Wang Peng.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Hu Mingyue sneered. "Brother Peng is angry because Wang Cheng hit my dad just now, it has nothing to do with me."

"Mingyue!" Wang Peng glanced at her helplessly, knowing she was saying it on purpose.

"Brother, is this true?" Du Lei was furious. "What kind of beast is that, to actually hit our own father?"

Wang Peng patted him on the shoulder and said seriously, "Don't get angry or do anything rash. Just leave it to my mom to handle."

"Okay, I know what to do," Du Lei said. "Brother Peng, is there anything else?"

"It's alright, you can go back to your work," Wang Peng said.

Du Lei nodded, turned and left the office, immediately clenching his fist.

"Mingyue, you're being a bit reckless," Wang Peng said. "What if Du Lei wants to avenge me and goes after Wang Cheng? Aren't you just hurting him?"

"How could that be?" Hu Mingyue chuckled. "I did say it on purpose, so that Du Lei would spread it around and affect Huihuang's business."

“You,” Wang Peng tapped her nose, “don’t be so clever in the future, or you’ll get into trouble.”