Fireworks lit up the sky outside in the evening.
Rong Shang had just gone upstairs to take a shower.
The father and son then started arguing downstairs.
At the time, Huo Yan said to his father, "You always lecture me without distinguishing right from wrong. What kind of father are you?"
That one sentence infuriated Mr. Huo. "What did you say?"
He rushed up to hit him.
Huo Yan dodged it, and Madam Huo also stood in front of Master Huo to stop him.
"master."
"Get out of my way, I'm going to teach this brat a lesson today."
Who does he think he is?
Without Stephen Hawking, he would be nothing.
"Come here!"
"I won't." Huo Yan said angrily, his hands in his pockets. "What I said is the truth."
“Dad, from the past to now, every time I’ve been beaten, it was me.”
Sometimes, even when he and his sister did something bad together, he would still pick up the feather duster and hit him instead.
"It's not fair, you're being unfair to me."
"I really am." Old Master Huo was so angry that he couldn't say a word. He looked around.
Madam Huo advised Huo Yan, "Stop making a scene."
He gritted his teeth and turned his face away.
At this moment, Master Huo asked the steward to bring over a feather duster.
He slammed his fist into the air, making a whooshing sound.
Upon seeing this, Mrs. Huo immediately became anxious.
She pushed her son and shouted urgently, "Hurry up and leave, don't stay here."
Old Master Huo objected, "You should stop spoiling him."
He complained, "He's become like this because you spoiled him."
She had no idea how serious this matter was.
Previously, Huo Qiyan was an adopted daughter in the family, and he could turn a blind eye to whatever she wanted to do.
But now...
"Don't you know Young Master Hua's personality? If this brat dares to act recklessly, he'll suffer a great loss sooner or later."
It was only then that Madam Huo realized that Hua Xichen really couldn't know about this.
If he finds out that her son forcibly hugged Huo Qiyan, he'll probably fly into a rage.
"Yes, yes, yes." She admitted her mistake, "I really didn't think this through."
Huo Yan called out from behind her, "Mom."
His tone was extremely impatient.
But Mrs. Huo overlooked this.
"My lord, what do you suggest we do about this?"
"What else can we do?" Master Huo frowned. "Now we can only shut that brat up."
"You mean..." Mrs. Huo was startled and made a throat-slitting gesture.
As a result, he was scolded by Master Huo.
What are you saying!
He meant to be nicer to this brat.
She even committed murder. Did she think that murderers could escape the consequences of their own actions?
The two of them took turns talking.
Huo Yan was speechless.
He repeated himself, "I didn't hug her."
"I went over to help her because I saw she was about to fall."
Damn it, how did we manage to get caught red-handed?
It would have been better if Huo Yan had kept quiet; the moment he spoke, Old Master Huo wanted to beat him up.
"You still dare to talk."
He suddenly reached out his hand across from Mrs. Huo.
With a whoosh, a feather duster struck Huo Yan directly.
He yelled and almost jumped up.
"You'd better stay home quietly for the next few days and stop causing trouble all the time."
After beating the man, Master Huo left.
Mrs. Huo turned around and looked at him.
At that moment, Huo Yan rolled up the sleeves of his coat.
Below, there is a long scar.
Even through such thick clothes, they managed to beat him up like this.
It's easy to imagine how hard that old guy hit him.
Mrs. Huo felt a pang of heartache and gently touched it.
Huo Yan hissed in pain.
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