Chapter 76 Are you comfortable? Tell me how it feels
"Xing Yu, what are you doing!"
Feng Lian had rushed over at some point, shrilly tugging at his arm, "How much do you hate your brother! You attacked him the moment he woke up! You've gone too far! You're completely heartless!"
His hand was still pinching Xing Mo's neck, and Feng Lian had no strength to do anything to him.
Xing Mo's face turned red, and the veins on his forehead bulged like a dragon.
Although he was obviously in great pain, there was always a sneer on his face.
The whole person exudes a faint sense of death, as if he is about to die.
Xing Yu's hand still didn't loosen at all. He ignored Feng Lian who was crying and wailing beside him, and continued to throw a cold voice to Xing Mo: "Are you comfortable? Tell me how it feels?"
The force continued to increase, Xing Mo was entangled in the shackles of suffocation, and his brows were uncontrollably frowned.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Xing Yu said, "But I haven't used up all my strength yet."
"Ayu, stop." Master Xing's voice came from behind.
The sound of the cane approached slowly. Master Xing put his hand on his shoulder and pressed it: "Ayu, listen to Grandpa and let go."
After a few seconds of stalemate, he let go of Xing Mo.
Feng Lian's face turned pale as he supported Xing Mo and rubbed his neck distressedly: "Son, are you okay? Are you okay? Hmm?"
Xing Mo gasped for breath and looked very embarrassed, but his eyes were still staring at him sinisterly.
Master Xing signaled Feng Lian with his eyes to bring Xing Mo back into the house.
Feng Lian, still frightened, helped Xing Mo and hurried away.
When they passed by each other, Xing Mo raised the corner of his lips slightly, deliberately leaving a hint of provocation to Xing Yu.
It seemed to be telling him: What can you do to me?
As soon as the two men left, Xing Zhonghua came up and slapped Xing Yu in the face.
However, before the slap could land, Xing Yu raised his hand to stop it.
"Father, anger harms your health."
Xing Zhonghua suddenly shook his hand away: "Xing Yu, if we hadn't rushed out just now, were you going to strangle your brother to death?"
Xing Yu: "Feeling bad? Then take care of your precious son and don't mess with me."
"Amo just woke up, what did I do to provoke you again?"
"Ask him."
"Xing Yu!" Xing Zhonghua's face changed drastically. "Today was supposed to be a good day for the family to get together, but you came back and caused chaos! How could I have given birth to a rebellious son like you!"
Suddenly, a crutch fell towards his knee. Xing Zhonghua's legs trembled and he turned around helplessly: "Dad, what are you doing?"
"That's right." Master Xing took over and glared at him: "How could I give birth to a rebellious son like you!"
"..." Xing Zhonghua: "Dad, what has Xing Yu done all these years? If you don't care, can't I, as a father, do anything about it?"
Mr. Xing argued confidently, "I raised A-Yu, so why should you care about her? Take care of yourself first, you reckless and arrogant brute. Your brain is like a string, you're always using your hands or your mouth, it's annoying!"
Xing Zhonghua couldn't argue with him, nor did he dare to argue with the old man.
He took a deep breath and pointed at Xing Yu, warning him, "If anything happens to Ah Mo again because of you, I won't forgive you. Also, you'd better stay out there for the rest of your life. I don't think you can stay strong for long without the Xing family!"
Xing Yu: "Then I have to wait until you die."
"you!"
"Don't be angry." Xing Yu said calmly: "Go and comfort your Ah Mo quickly, and we can continue the dinner after we clean up."
"Xing Yu!"
"Excuse me, father."
After saying that, Xing Yu turned and walked out the door.
Xing Zhonghua's blood pressure rose, and he shook his head at the old man: "Dad, look at me! He's going to piss me off to death! He's not even half as worry-free as A-Mo!"
"Is he worry-free?" Master Xing held his cane. "He just woke up and was thrown into jail for kidnapping a woman. It's quite worry-free. This is a good opportunity to send him abroad to train him so that he won't cause trouble at home."
After all, I had just rescued Xing Mo, and I didn't have the confidence to speak for him, so I could only change the subject.
"Dad, you're biased. You've always favored Xing Yu since we were little. This kid is just relying on your support to be so rude to me."
"I'm old, but not blind. I can see who is right and who is wrong." Mr. Xing's beard, which was mostly white, trembled as he frowned slightly. He looked at Xing Zhonghua solemnly and seriously.
"Childish. You're already old and you keep acting like that. You clearly care about A-Yu, you clearly want him to come back, you clearly are secretly trying to figure out if he's doing well out there."
"But you just can't let go of your pride. You confront people head-on and never say a word of kindness. Do you think you're a god and everyone has to rely on you?"
Xing Zhonghua's words were harsh and venomous: "Who cares about him? Who wants him to come back? He's the illegitimate son of a barmaid. I shouldn't have agreed to bring him back in the first place."
"You didn't plant the seed?" Master Xing retorted, "You can't control your own flesh and you blame others? Trash like you should be castrated."
“…”Dad.
Mr. Xing restrained his expression and got down to business: "Let's contact the branch in Europe in the next two days and send Ah Mo over."
"Really?"
"Reluctant? Then go with him."
"What will happen to the Xing family if I leave?"
"Out of sight, out of mind. If you two leave, my A-Yu can come back."
“…” He’s really my dad.
On the other side, after Xing Yu left the old house and just got into the driver's seat, Xing Yingxue appeared out of nowhere, opened the passenger door and got in the car.
Xing Yu glanced at her without any expression: "What's the matter?"
Xing Yingxue fastened her seat belt and said, "I don't want to stay in the old house. Take me back to Xiangyun Garden."
Xing Yu started the engine: "We're divorced, and we're still going back to the marital home?"
"Brother." Xing Yingxue said weakly: "You also poke my heart."
"I have poor taste in men, I can't blame anyone else."
Xing Yingxue stopped talking.
The car started to move slowly and I could hear faint sobbing sounds beside my ears.
Xing Yu glanced briefly at the passenger seat, then turned his gaze back to the front.
"Is Song Yanzheng that good?"
Xing Yingxue turned her head to the window, wiping away her tears proudly: "Okay."
"Where is good?"
"Everywhere is good." Except that he doesn't love her.
The car suddenly stopped, Xing Yu turned sideways and stared at him, his tone inexplicably pressing.
"Tell me more about it."
Usually Xing Yu ignored her and rarely spoke to her, but at this moment Song Yanzheng took the initiative to start a conversation with her.
Xing Yingxue looked confused. Although she was not dressed up, she maintained her usual elegant posture when sitting.
"Brother, are you interested in Yan Zheng?"
Xing Yu half-placed his hands on the steering wheel: "A little bit."
Thriller.
"Brother." Xing Yingxue's cheeks stiffened, and a shocking thought popped up: "You haven't been in a relationship for more than 30 years, you can't... you can't..."
Xing Yu remained expressionless: "Didn't Song Yanzheng tell you?"
"Tell me what?"
He didn't even tell Xing Yingxue about his relationship with Lin Yan.
He keeps his mouth shut.
Xing Yu tapped the steering wheel with his fingertips: "You tell me first, what's good about him?"
"He's handsome, emotionally stable, considerate, gentle, ambitious, and capable. Any woman would be attracted to him. Apart from his poor family background, there's nothing wrong with him."
After hearing this, Xing Yu continued driving.
Remain silent and stop talking.
Xing Yingxue's curiosity was piqued by him: "Brother, you haven't answered my question yet."
"nothing."
Xing Yingxue felt something was wrong and raised her voice in a loud voice.
"Brother, you...you don't like Song Yanzheng, do you?"
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