Cheng Nanxing stared coldly at his good-for-nothing son and said in a cold voice, "Tell me everything from beginning to end. If you dare to hide anything again, you can prepare to stay in bed for three months."
"Dad~"
Cheng Haifeng's face gradually turned pale.
His father's sharp gaze sent chills down his spine.
He knew his father wasn't joking...
He had no choice but to reluctantly tell the story of how he had taken a woman shopping at the department store.
He didn't dare to omit a single word, including how he drove that woman away, how he then tried to win Peng Shiyu's favor, only to be rejected by her.
"You bastard, I'll beat you to death today."
Cheng Nanxing was furious and lashed out at him with the belt in his hand, yelling, "How could I have given birth to such a thing as you, a brainless idiot?"
"Dad, you can't blame me. I didn't know she would come to the county town today."
Cheng Haifeng was so frightened he almost jumped out of his skin.
As he ran to avoid his father's belt, he tried to justify himself, "I never expected to run into her in front of the department store... Ouch..."
He was whipped with the belt and couldn't help but let out a scream.
His face was contorted in pain, and his forehead was covered in large beads of sweat. "Dad, stop hitting me. I'm just playing around with other women. I'm not really going to marry them."
"You bastard, you deserve to be hit even more."
Hearing this, Cheng Nanxing became even angrier, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.
He swung the belt faster and more accurately, whipping Cheng Haifeng until he screamed in agony.
Luo Jinhe stood at the kitchen doorway, watching this scene helplessly.
Although she felt sorry for her disappointing youngest son, she knew that he did need to be disciplined.
Playing with a girl's feelings will inevitably lead to serious problems sooner or later.
Besides, she knew that her husband wanted to find a powerful backer for their youngest son, not for him to be successful, but to ensure he would have a comfortable life.
I never expected that this bastard's true nature would be seen through before he even made a move.
Seeing her youngest son crying in pain after being beaten, Luo Jinhe couldn't help but soften her heart.
"Old Cheng, stop hitting him."
He stepped forward, took the person's hand, who was slightly out of breath, and gently advised, "If you keep hitting them, you'll hurt them."
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