Before they could make a move, Mr. Meng suddenly pounced on Meng Xianchen.
"No! If you want to hit me, hit me. Chenchen can't stand your torture anymore!" Old Master Meng shouted in a trembling voice.
The more panicked he was, the more insanely proud Meng Zhen became.
"Teacher, I didn't expect that you would be afraid sometimes. It's really not easy." A smile appeared on Meng Zhen's face, and there was an elusive pleasure in that smile.
It seemed that the more Mr. Meng acted like this, the more excited she became.
Old Master Meng clenched his fists tightly, and even with his nails digging into his flesh, he didn't feel the slightest bit of pain.
The thing he regretted most now was that he had let Meng Zhen go and given her a chance to live!
As people get older, they are no longer as cruel as they used to be. Mr. Meng is deeply aware of this.
"Meng Zhen, let Meng Xianchen go. If you think torturing me can bring you pleasure, I can suffer." Old Master Meng said calmly.
Meng Zhen's eyebrows suddenly raised slightly, as if she didn't understand what Master Meng said. She pricked up her ears and asked, "What? Teacher, did I hear correctly? Are you begging me to torture you?"
"If punishing me can make you feel better, then torture me, and don't take it out on these three young men!" Old Master Meng looked at Meng Xianchen, then at Jiang Ranran and Gu Tingchen, and his heart couldn't help but ache.
They were originally three energetic young people, but now they were all lying on the ground, unable to move.
And the instigator of all this is Meng Zhen!
Hearing this, Meng Zhen burst into laughter. "This is the first time I've heard such a request in my life. Asking me to torture him, Teacher. I never realized you had such a sense of humor."
"Meng Zhen! Come at me if you dare, don't hit my father!" Meng Xianchen couldn't stand it any longer and quickly spoke out to stop her. He was really afraid that Meng Zhen would hit Old Man Meng. At his age, how could his father withstand Meng Zhen's abuse?
Meng Zhen's eyes moved towards Meng Xianchen like a knife.
"Hmph, Meng Xianchen, you're quite a gutsy kid. Aren't you really afraid that I'll attack you?" Meng Zhen glanced at him. Almost all the bones in his body were broken. How could there be a single intact part?
But this is exactly what Meng Xianchen wanted. It would be best to beat him to death. He doesn't want to live anyway and doesn't want to be a useless person for the rest of his life.
"Chenchen! No! Don't say that. You are my life. How can I live without you?" Old Master Meng hurriedly spoke out to stop him, fearing that Meng Zhen would really attack Meng Xianchen.
If that were the case, Mr. Meng would be in more pain than death.
"Dad, I am an unfilial son. I have not been filial to you in this life. Let's be father and son again in the next life." Meng Xianchen wanted to take this opportunity to say everything he wanted to say.
In fact, for so many years, the father and son have obviously been thinking about each other, but neither of them is willing to say it.
For at least ten years in the past thirty years, they deliberately ignored each other, in fact, they were forcing the other party to give in first.
Now that it is a life-and-death moment, Meng Xianchen can no longer care about so many things. He wants to tell Grandpa Meng everything in his heart, which means that he really cares about his father.
"Don't talk nonsense! You haven't finished your life yet, what are you talking about next life?" Old Master Meng's voice trembled. At this moment, he was no longer the business tycoon he used to be, but just an ordinary father.
Meng Xianchen smiled bitterly, "Look at me like this? Do I have much longer to live? Just thinking about spending the rest of my life in a wheelchair makes me so depressed I want to die."
"I will find someone to take care of you and won't let you suffer." Old Master Meng's tone was almost pleading.
But Meng Xianchen still shook his head, with a bitter look on his face, "Goodbye, I don't want to continue suffering, Father, please let me go."
"No..." Old Master Meng's eyes were filled with tears. He really couldn't bear to leave his son.
Before they could finish their words, Meng Zhen couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted their conversation.
"Alright! That's enough! Stop pretending to be a father and son in front of me, old man. Don't I know you? You are the most ruthless person. Otherwise, how could you have defeated the once glorious Meng Group?"
Mr. Meng slowly turned his head, his eyes cold, "Do you think everyone is like you?"
"Me? Haha, at least you are all in my hands now, I can do whatever I want to you!" Meng Zhen said, raising his finger slightly, and immediately several people came over, lifted Gu Tingchen up, and walked outside.
Seeing this situation, Meng Xianchen became anxious. He shouted loudly: "Asshole, where are you taking Gu Tingchen?"
Jiang Ranran, who couldn't see the details from a distance, suddenly became anxious. Regardless of the dizziness and nausea, she turned around and saw a group of people carrying Gu Tingchen out.
"Where are you taking Gu Tingchen? Let him go!" Jiang Ranran suddenly became anxious, but it was of no avail. She could only watch Gu Tingchen being taken away.
Before leaving, Meng Zhen deliberately provoked Jiang Ranran and said, "I want Gu Tingchen. You must remember that Gu Tingchen likes women like me the most."
"Let go, let go of Gu Tingchen!" Jiang Ranran's voice had become hoarse, but the anxiety in her heart had not diminished at all.
Meng Zhen just sneered complacently, then left with Gu Tingchen. The moment Jiang Ranran saw the door close, she suddenly felt that all hope was gone.
In the past, Jiang Ranran hoped that Gu Tingchen could run the company well and take good care of the children, but now, she just hopes that Gu Tingchen will wake up.
"Let him go..."
Jiang Ranran said with the last bit of strength.
But Gu Tingchen was still carried out, and no one knew which direction he was going.
Finally, Gu Tingchen was thrown on Meng Zhen's bed. She gently took off her coat, leaned on Gu Tingchen's shoulder, and acted like a little bird.
"Gu Tingchen, Gu Tingchen, you must belong to me in the end. Who the hell is Jiang Ranran? Is she worthy of me?" Meng Zhen's fingers slid gently across Gu Tingchen's chest, her face full of tenderness and ambiguity.
"But that damn Jiang Ranran just now, she actually said that the person you love the most is her. I just don't believe it." Meng Zhen said, looking up at Gu Tingchen's face, what a beautiful face.
Gu Tingchen's breathing was very steady, he couldn't even hear what Meng Zhen said, but Meng Zhen was still entertaining herself.
"Gu Tingchen, I will find the best doctor to treat you. Once you are cured, you will be mine." Meng Zhen said confidently, because she had already spent a high price on her health.
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