Chapter 145 He Can't Be Cured

"Bang!" Chen Qishan slammed his hand on the table: "What are you looking at him for? Say something!"

Ignoring Chen Qishan's anger, Chen Jingyang turned his gaze away from Chen Qinian and looked down at the photo in his hand.

Zhang Pengfei was in high spirits that day and drank quite a bit of wine. His face was flushed, as if he had applied a layer of powder, and his eyes were slightly tipsy and hazy. His long eyelashes were almost touching his eyelids, making him very cute.

"Hoo!" He chuckled softly, raising his eyes to look at Chen Qishan frankly. His voice was not loud, but it was exceptionally steady: "There's nothing to say, it's me."

Chen Qishan jumped up, took two steps to Chen Jingyang, and with a whoosh, slapped him across the face: "You unfilial son!"

The slap was very powerful, causing Chen Jingyang to stagger. He heard a ringing in his ears, his cheeks immediately burned, his teeth ached, and he tasted blood in his mouth.

"I had no idea you dared to play such a wild game outside!" Chen Qishan's eyes were bloodshot, and he was about to hit him again when Lin Zheyan stopped him.

"Uncle!" Lin Zheyan grabbed his arm tightly, his icy face showing no fear, but his voice trembled: "Please don't be like this, let's talk this out, he's so grown up..."

Chen Qishan snorted coldly, shaking off Lin Zheyan, but still giving him some face, he said angrily to Chen Jingyang, "I don't care if you play around with women, but you try being a man!"

Chen Jingyang licked his swollen, stinging cheek, swallowed the blood in his mouth, straightened his spine, and said in a deep voice, "I wasn't playing around. I'm serious about him."

Chen Qishan was stunned for a moment: "What did you say?!"

Then, suddenly realizing the meaning behind Chen Jingyang's words, his eyes widened, and he roared, "Say that again!"

Chen Jingyang turned his head, looked at him calmly, and repeated what he had just said, speaking very slowly, as if afraid that Chen Qishan would not understand: "I'm not playing around, I'm serious about him."

Chen Qishan raised his foot and kicked Chen Jingyang in the thigh with a loud thud!

Although the old man is over 70, he pays great attention to health and exercise. He practices Tai Chi every day with great speed and power. With this kick, he sent Chen Jingyang flying a meter away!

"Hiss... Hah...!" Chen Jingyang fell to the ground, gasping in pain, and instinctively frowned and pressed the spot where he had been kicked.

But Chen Qishan didn't give him a chance to calm down. He strode over and kicked him in the arm again: "Say that again if you dare!"

Chen Jingyang was furious!

Since he was 10 years old, apart from providing money, Chen Qishan has never cared for him. The income that Tanzhi has handed over over the years is more than five times the child support that Chen Qishan has given him!

He doesn't owe Chen Qishan anything!

I ignored him when he was a child, but now I want to act like his father and discipline him. How shameless of me!

He calmly raised his head, glared at Chen Qishan, and said defiantly, "That's just who I am. Saying it a hundred or a thousand times won't change my mind. I'm serious about him!"

"Old Zhao!" Chen Qishan's lips trembled with anger, and he stretched out his hand: "Bring me the whip! I'm going to teach this beast a lesson!"

Lin Zheyan's heart clenched, and he hurriedly tried to dissuade him: "Uncle! Please don't do this, Jingyang isn't doing anything reckless!"

"Shut up!" Chen Qishan roared. "What he's doing is something that will wipe out our family line! What else could it be but recklessness! If everyone did this, wouldn't the Chen family be extinct?"

Chen Qinian walked over with a worried expression and said with regret, "Jingyang, how could you be so insensible? Look how angry you've made your father! A man should settle down, get married, and have children!"

Chen Jingyang snorted, a cold smile playing on his lips. He slowly stood up and said mockingly, "The right path? Is marrying several women and having a dozen children like him the right path? Who decided that?"

"You beast!" Chen Qishan raised his hand to hit him again, but he dodged it.

He's been boxing for so many years, and when he gets serious, even professional boxers can't hit him 100% of the time, let alone Chen Qishan!

Chen Qishan's palm strike missed its mark, his anger soaring to its peak. He glared at Zhao Tianlai and yelled, "Where's the whip?! Give it to me now!"

Zhao Tianlai had no choice but to hurriedly take down a whip hanging on the wall.

This is a high-quality black cowhide whip, about one meter long, with excellent flexibility and great toughness. With Chen Qishan's physique, a full-force swing of the whip could peel off a layer of skin!

Chen Jingyang narrowed his eyes slightly, a faint aura of hostility emanating from him.

He had a very bad impression of this whip. When he was ten years old, it was this whip that beat him so badly that he was almost killed!

Every New Year's Eve thereafter, after entering the ancestral hall, he would stare intently at the whip for several minutes, imagining that one day he would crush the whip inch by inch and throw it into the fire!

Chen Qishan grabbed the whip and swung it sharply, the whip slicing through the air with a sharp "whoosh".

Lin Zheyan tried to stop him again, grabbing Chen Qishan's wrists with both hands. His face was as cold as shattered ice as he said in a panic, "Uncle! Don't be angry, let's talk this out!"

Chen Qinian stepped forward, pulled Lin Zheyan away, and said with a pained expression, "Ayan, the old man is doing this for Jingyang's own good. Look at Jingyang now. If he is not disciplined, it will be too late!"

Before Lin Zheyan could refute, he added fuel to the fire with "deep concern": "Jingyang is a fine son of our Chen family. How can we just stand by and watch him go astray? Children will only grow up if they are disciplined. If we don't restrain him, he'll be out of control!"

Fueled by these words, Chen Qishan's eyes turned red with rage. Without another word, he raised his hand to strike Chen Jingyang!

"Jingyang!" Lin Zheyan exclaimed, instinctively closing his eyes.

He simply couldn't bear to see someone as arrogant as Chen Jingyang get whipped.

"Bang!" A soft sound.

It didn't sound like a whip striking the body.

Lin Zheyan slowly opened his eyes, turned his head in confusion, and his pupils suddenly contracted!

Chen Jingyang stood firmly, holding the whip tip in his hand!

"You unfilial son!" Chen Qishan couldn't pull him away, and roared, "You scoundrel! Let go!"

Chen Qinian was also stunned for a moment. He really didn't expect that Chen Jingyang would dare to resist!

Who is Chen Qishan? While it's not fair to say he wields the power of life and death, he certainly controls the livelihood of every member of the Chen family!

Normally, no one even dares to argue with Chen Qishan, but this kid Chen Jingyang actually dares to...

Chen Qinian shook his head, closed his eyes and then opened them again, his mouth slightly agape at the shock of what he saw.

Chen Jingyang, he actually dared to do it!

What to do? Chen Qishan can't even handle him!

Chen Qinian's mind raced, and after a moment, a sinister smile appeared in his eyes.

Since the whip can't subdue Chen Jingyang, let's start with Zhang Pengfei!