The entire lobby suddenly became quiet.
Yuan Zhao was squatting, hugging Yuan Qiyu tightly, carefully examining the wound on the back of his head.
The place where he hit the table leg was covered in blood and flesh mixed with hair, and a big bump suddenly appeared.
This shows how much force Wei Shaoqing used.
Even if it was an instinctive reaction, Yuan Qiyu was just a child after all.
Yuan Zhao was frightened by the collision, and seeing Yuan Qiyu's emotions out of control, he hugged him to comfort him.
When she heard Wei Shaoqing's words, she thought she had misheard. She turned around with a look of surprise and asked:
"What?"
What monster?
Wei Shaoqing had already stood up, his face covered with a layer of frost. Looking at Yuan Qiyu, who looked like a monster and was screaming hoarsely, the trace of father-son tenderness on his face disappeared completely.
"Zhao'er, why don't we send Qi Yu to a farm outside the city to be raised? It's really not appropriate to keep him in the mansion in this condition."
He looked down at the mother and son, without a trace of guilt or concern on his face for throwing Yuan Qiyu away.
For a moment, Yuan Zhao thought he had misheard and continued to ask, "Why?"
Perhaps the shock in her eyes was too obvious, Wei Shaoqing coughed lightly, but his face remained sullen.
"Zhao'er, Qi Yu is like this..." He frowned unhappily. He really didn't expect Yuan Qi Yu to become like this, neither human nor ghost. "How can Qi Yu live at home like this? Others will only laugh at us if they know. Besides, what if he hurts someone again like before?"
"If it gets out, wouldn't it be a disgrace to the family? Just send it to Zhuangzi, so no one else will know..."
"Anyway, now that he's found, your worries are finally at ease. Just send him to the farm and take good care of him."
He said it so casually, as if he was casually arranging a kitten or puppy.
I still develop feelings for kittens and puppies after raising them for a few years and I can’t bear to let them go.
Qi Yu is his own flesh and blood!
Yuan Zhao stared at Wei Shaoqing's arm. There were only two rows of faint teeth marks where Yuan Qiyu had bitten him.
Not even a drop of blood was shed.
On the other hand, the wound on the back of Qi Yu's head mixed with his hair was bloody, which looked really scary.
She covered Yuan Qiyu's ears and exhaled gently, feeling that her already rotten heart was trampled on hard by Wei Shaoqing a few more times.
It was really ridiculous. She still remembered that Yuan Qiyu liked Wei Shaoqing very much when he was a child and always pestered him to call him "Daddy" and "Daddy".
Wei Shaoqing also seems to like Xiaoyu very much.
She even hesitated for a moment just now. Qi Yu had just been brought back, so at least she could let him call Wei Shaoqing "Daddy".
Haha, Wei Shaoqing doesn’t deserve it!
"Wei Shaoqing." Yuan Zhao still maintained the posture of hugging Yuan Qiyu, but his back was facing Wei Shaoqing and he didn't look at him.
She was afraid that if she turned her head, the hatred in her eyes would be unconcealable.
"I can't possibly send Xiaoyu anywhere far away from me again."
Hearing her calling him by his name and refusing him, Wei Shaoqing's face flashed with anger, and he slammed the table beside him:
"Yuan Zhao! I'm still the boss of this family!"
…
The hall fell into an oppressive silence.
Yuan Zhao took a deep breath, trying to stay calm, and remained in a stalemate with Wei Shaoqing.
There was only the sound of the wheelchair turning.
Yuan Musheng turned his wheelchair, and the veins on his thin hands were exposed.
He pushed the wheelchair in front of his mother and brother, and Yuan Nanan followed closely behind, holding Yuan Zhizhi.
"Father, Xiaoyu is mother's biological son and Mu Sheng's biological brother. If father insists on sending Xiaoyu away, then send Mu Sheng away as well."
The half-grown boy sat in a wheelchair, and the aura that once made him famous in the capital had faintly recovered. He confronted his father calmly.
Even when standing or sitting, he seemed unafraid of his father's natural power.
Wei Shaoqing was a little dazed. This eldest son, whom he had once been so proud of, seemed to have become a different person. When did he change?
But he didn't have time to think about it. Yuan Zhao and the four children sitting opposite him were staring at him and confronting him with the same expression and eyes.
Looking at the resentment and rejection on their faces, Wei Shaoqing was furious.
This is a challenge to his authority as a father!
He swept his long sleeves, and the tea set on the table was swept directly to Yuan Musheng's feet.
Porcelain pieces were scattered all over the floor.
"presumptuous!"
"Who taught you to talk to your father like that?" Wei Shaoqing's eyes fell on Yuan Musheng's legs, and he was so angry that he ignored everything else. "You did so many shameful things back then, you should have been beaten to death to correct the family tradition!"
"I already have a lot of useless people at home! I still need to raise more..."
"Wei Shaoqing!!"
Yuan Zhao stood up suddenly, walked around to Yuan Musheng, and blocked all the children behind her.
Wei Shaoqing's bad words stopped when they met Yuan Zhao's sight, and he realized what he had just said.
Yuan Zhao clenched his hands into fists and swallowed the fishy and sweet taste in his throat.
"If you want to send Qi Yu away, then we will divorce!"
…
"What did you say?" Wei Shaoqing couldn't believe his ears.
"I said if you can't tolerate my children, then we'll get divorced."
Yuan Zhao repeated it.
"Oh!" Wei Shaoqing was silent for a while, then laughed angrily, "Do you know what you're talking about? I went out to help with disaster relief, and when I came back my mother was sick in bed, and you want to divorce me before I even ask you?"
"What's wrong with what I said? Isn't this all for your sake?"
"Divorce? I'm telling you! Yuan Zhao, it's impossible! Divorce is impossible in this lifetime!"
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