That night, He Zongyan brought Guan Wanwan and He Minmin, who was clinging to him and refused to leave, back to Miracle Manor.
Miracle Manor was now a scene of impending chaos. Everyone, both those who should and those who shouldn't have been there, had arrived. This included Guan Lingling, Guan Zhenrong, Hu Meizhen, and He Zongming, the third son of the He family, who had been brought down from the mountain overnight. They were forced to kneel in the middle of the hall, surrounded by rows of luxurious sofas. The pressure on everyone present was immense.
The four of them knelt on the ground in a miserable state like dead dogs. Guan Zhenrong and Hu Meizhen couldn't even kneel. Instead, they collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mud, trembling lasciviously.
It was discovered, it was really discovered.
Hu Meizhen was horrified. She didn't know what would happen next, but she knew it would be terrible. She was about to be promoted to editor-in-chief, but before she could even feel happy, she was caught here.
When Hu Meizhen first came in, she didn't think it was such a serious matter. She just thought someone was blind and looking for death. But when she came in and saw Guan Lingling, who was supposed to be on the mountain, actually kneeling in the hall, she knew what else she didn't know.
Hu Meizhen felt fear, hatred, and even more regret. She regretted why she didn't kill the bitch as soon as she got the news.
Hu Meizhen wiped the sweat off her face and secretly glanced at Guan Lingling beside her, wanting to say something, but Guan Lingling's face was pale and she looked around in panic, not paying any attention to her at all. Her husband Guan Zhenrong and He Zongming, two grown men, didn't even dare to look up, let alone look.
He Zongming has been her biggest backer over the years, and Hu Meizhen has seen his abilities. Now that she has scared He Zongming to this extent, the outcome will definitely be even worse.
After realizing this, Hu Meizhen no longer dared to have any other thoughts.
At this moment, He Zongkun came in from outside, walked up to He Zongming and kicked him hard with such great force that He Zongming rolled on the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Second brother, why bother?" He Zongming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth in embarrassment and said sarcastically to He Zongkun, "You are stupid, why take your anger out on me?"
"You..." He Zongkun kicked him again in anger.
Although He Zongming was kicked hard, he still did not beg for mercy at all, "Second brother, I am afraid of the eldest brother, not you." He felt happy enough to keep the second brother in the dark for all these years and see with his own eyes how he made He Sisi a pride of the world.
He Zongkun was furious and was about to attack when the white-haired man stepped forward to stop him and advised, "Zong Yan will be here soon. He will pay a thousand times the price. Why are you so angry?"
Sure enough, He Zongming, who had been nonchalant just now, immediately lost his temper and knelt on the ground trembling.
He Zongkun threw his hands and laughed angrily, "That's right. Our He family has had a capital punishment since ancient times. The revolving door is used to punish members of the clan who have committed serious mistakes. It is said that it has not been implemented for nearly two hundred years. I guess Big Brother will definitely open our eyes."
The big men sitting around nodded in agreement.
The lineage of generals was inherently bloodthirsty and merciless, and the ordinary members of the He family had been masters of leading troops in battle since ancient times, having experienced life and death. Naturally, their clan rules were different from those of other families, being the most cold-blooded and cruel.
Although He Zongming hadn't awakened his secret technique, he was still a He family member and was aware of the clan's rules. Thinking of that fate, he immediately wanted to commit suicide, but as soon as the thought came to his mind, he found that he couldn't move his body at all.
"Humph! You want to die? It won't be that easy."
He Zongming knelt there like a puppet, his face pale, cold sweat rolling down his face, and his pupils dilated in fear.
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