Zhang Jiayao rolled his eyes: "You still have the nerve to say that? I bet you're no good, otherwise you would have divorced long ago."
Zhang Youde: "Zhang Jiayao, that's enough!"
"If you're halfway into the ground, don't talk, or you might choke on your breath and die of anger."
Zhang Jiayao's mouth spewed out like a machine gun, naming the people closest to him before turning his tirade to Li Chunyan: "A widow trying to make money in business? She'd be better off making money lying in bed, huh—"
Before he could finish speaking, he was slapped on the buttocks.
Zhang Fan grabbed Zhang Jiayao by the buttocks with one arm, pulled down his pants, and slapped him hard, making Zhang Jiayao cry out in pain.
When Zhang Jiayao was first beaten, he kept cursing Zhang Fan, hoping that someone would speak up for him. However, the others not only did not help, but cheered.
"Good job, he should have been beaten up a long time ago."
"You'll have to thank Zhang Fan for hitting you today."
"Look how badly they've been spoiled by their parents."
Zhang Jiayao was in despair, in so much pain he could only cry. In the end, he begged for mercy repeatedly: "Please let me go, hitting people is against the law, please!"
Zhang Fan's voice was icy: "Apologize!"
Zhang Jiayao, tears streaming down his face, said, "Zhang Fan, I was wrong. I'll never curse you again."
Zhang Fan: "Anything else?"
"Auntie Pang, I'm so sorry... Aunt Chunyan, I'm so sorry!"
After everyone who had been scolded apologized, Zhang Fan finally released Zhang Jia.
Zhang Jiayao's buttocks were covered in red welts from being beaten, and his pants were pulled down in front of so many people. An unprecedented sense of humiliation welled up in his heart.
Zhang Jiayao covered his face and cried, then limped away.
Even if Zhang Fan became stupid, his values would still be more upright than this family's.
"No wonder all the rich people in the city like him."
"Why don't you stay and not leave?"
"Yes, Zhang Fan, stay."
Zhang Youde cleared the air and said, "The county town isn't far away, we can meet anytime we want. We've already looked at the drone, everyone can go home now. We'll spray the pesticides on the crops as soon as they arrive."
After the villagers dispersed, Zhang Youde said, "Zhang Fan, Dingjia Village said they're willing to pay for drones to spray pesticides. What do you think?"
The people of Dingjia Village are kind, so Zhang Fan agreed without hesitation: "Okay."
Zhang Youde nodded in satisfaction: "From now on, do whatever you want. Don't let the village hold you hostage. If you have the energy, help others; if you don't, think about yourself first."
Helping others is a favor, not an obligation.
Zhang Fan shouldn't be morally blackmailed by these people.
"I understand, Third Master."
He's willing to help people who are nice to him, but he ignores people who aren't.
Zhang Jiayao ran in the corner, the cheers of the villagers when he was beaten echoing in his mind, and his eyes gradually became confused.
Why is everyone praising it?
Why is he disliked by so many people?
Why?
Jiang Tao called to say that the pesticides had been prepared and would arrive first thing tomorrow morning.
Thinking he could help tomorrow, Ji Zhi decided to sleep with Zhang Fan that night.
It was late at night, and Li Chunyan was already asleep. Ji Zhi was snoring beside her. Zhang Fan quietly opened the door, pushed off the wall with both feet, and climbed over it.
Li Jingjing sat in front of the mirror, looking at herself from every angle to make sure her makeup was perfect.
She would look back every now and then.
Suddenly, a figure appeared in the mirror, its expression changed, and its pupils dilated sharply.
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