Chapter 332: So Cruel
It's like being stripped naked and thrown into an ice cave in the dead of winter, and every cell in my body is screaming with cold and pain. Ji Youli seemed to have had his breath sucked out of him, and he looked visibly darker.
"Dad?" His eyes were filled with despair and pleading. Are you going to deny him completely just because of his grades?
"Ji Youli, you have brought shame to our ancestors. You are sorry to the Ji family and your grandparents!" Ji Xiuci took out a whip like a magic trick, with a cruel arc at the corner of his mouth.
Now Ji Youli not only felt sad, he also felt unprecedented fear. Oh my God, Dad is going to whip him? Isn’t this the Ji family’s family rule? Just because he only ranked third, he has to be punished?
"Today, I will teach you a lesson in front of your grandparents." Ji Xiuci swung the whip in the air to test the feel, and the swish sound echoed in the quiet ancestral hall.
Ji Youli didn't care about being depressed anymore, and waved his hands hurriedly, "Dad, this, this, this is not good, right?"
"Oh?" Ji Xiuci looked at him, as if thinking about something.
Ji Youli thought Ji Xiuci was moved with sympathy and almost burst into tears. He knew that his father would not be so heartless.
"Dad, this was an accident. Please give me another chance and I will definitely get back the second place." I dare not say I am the first place. Sheng Beibei is too damn amazing. I can't beat him.
Ji Xiuci remained unmoved: "I've already given you a chance."
"This..." Speechless. When Gu Yanchuan ranked 9th and 3rd in the exam before, his father was already very angry, but he disappointed his father time and time again. That damn Gu Yanchuan really caused him a lot of harm.
"Take off your clothes." Ji Xiuci said casually.
"Ah?" Ji Youli couldn't believe it. Was Dad serious? Take off clothes and beat him? That would cost him half his life, right?
Ji Xiuci swung the whip hard on the ground, raising a cloud of dust. His cold words, along with the sound of the whip, reached Ji Youli's ears: "Do you want me to do it myself?"
"I..." I recalled the scene when I was a child, when I was stripped of my pants and beaten in front of everyone. Why did my father always treat me like this? No regard for his life or his dignity.
Is it just because the results did not meet his expectations?
Ji Xiuci was about to step forward and strip him of his clothes. Ji Youli understood very well that he had to be whipped even if he didn't want to.
He raised his hand to stop her: "No, I'll take it off myself."
It was already early December, and there had been frequent cold fronts in the north these days. Strong winds were blowing outside, and there was no heating in the ancestral hall. Ji Youli's knees were almost frozen to the point of numbness as he knelt on the ground.
He slowly took off his coat, and under Ji Xiuci's cold gaze, he took off his school uniform, turtleneck sweater and cardigan with trembling hands.
A cold wind blew, and Ji Youli's body swayed uncontrollably.
The light cast his and Ji Xiuci's shadows on the ground. Ji Youli looked at Ji Xiuci's shadow and swung the whip without hesitation.
Ji Youli was terrified to the extreme.
Bang!
The whip hit Ji Youli's shoulder hard, and a glaring red mark appeared in an instant and quickly swelled up. The burning pain spread from the wound and spread throughout his body along the blood, making him shiver and tremble uncontrollably.
Before Ji Youli could catch his breath, another sharp whip fell.
Bang!
"I made you so useless!"
Bang!
"What a disgrace!"
Bang!
A new round of severe pain superimposed on the old pain, and in this cold season, Ji Youli's forehead actually broke out in waves of cold sweat. He bit his lips hard until bright red blood dripped from the corners of his mouth.
He never cried out for mercy.
This is the last dignity of him, the great master of Ji University and the heir of the Ji family. He also knew that even if he cried and knelt and begged his father for mercy, his father would never let him go. Who asked him to embarrass his dad?
I don’t know how long it took, so long that Ji Youli no longer had the strength to straighten his back, so long that he couldn’t even feel the pain coming from his back.
Ji Xiuci looked at Ji Youli, who was curled up on the ground, with disdain and threw the whip to the ground. The dust swirled in the light and fell softly on Ji Youli's body, as if trying to bring him a little warmth.
"Put on your own clothes and go see your family doctor."
Ji Xiuci just left without looking back. Oh, if he wasn't afraid that this useless thing would die in the ancestral hall, he would have punished him by making him kneel for a whole night and not allowing him to eat like he did before!
Ji Youli tried her best to control herself and avoided fainting. He put on his clothes tremblingly. The cloth rubbed against the wound, and the piercing pain came over him again, and his facial muscles were twitching.
Finally, he staggered out of the ancestral hall. The family doctor, Old Feng, applied medicine to him with great trepidation and did not dare to say a word.
Oh my, sir, you are really harsh. What has the young master done wrong?
"Master, this is your yam porridge, be careful it's hot."
Butler Zhong arranged for the servants to prepare yam porridge for Ji Youli. After eating the hot porridge, his body finally felt warm and Ji Youli regained some energy. It’s finally over. I almost lost my life. Damn it.
Dad has such a cruel heart.
Ji Youli remembered all the humiliation today, and sooner or later he would settle the score with Gu Yanchuan. If it weren't for Gu Yanchuan and his mother, Dad wouldn't be so heartless to him.
If that stepmother and Gu Yanchuan had never existed, he, his parents and their family of three would definitely be very happy, right?
It must be, right?
After regaining his strength, Ji Youli walked towards his room extremely slowly. Damn it, it hurt so much when he made the slightest movement. He really didn't want to experience it again.
Fortunately, the housekeeper and servants did not stand by and watch him being punished, otherwise he would have been too ashamed to stay in this house.
In the corridor, Ji Youli met Su Man, who was dressed radiantly. She looked very good, and her peach blossom eyes, which were very similar to Gu Yanchuan's, were filled with joy. Her usual hypocritical concern and worry had all disappeared.
Humph, he had already guessed that this stepmother was not sincere to him at all!
"What? Are you so happy when you found out I was beaten?" Ji Youli didn't know why, but when he saw that she was unwilling to pretend to be a loving mother anymore, he actually felt a little uncomfortable, and there was a hint of questioning in his tone.
She is Gu Yanchuan's biological mother, but she is devoted to him. Even if it is just fake, it is enough for him to use it to provoke Gu Yanchuan. Are we going to lose even this little bargaining chip now?
Suman showed a puzzled expression and asked, "Why can't I be happy? My son got second place in the exam."
Obviously, the son she was talking about was not Ji Youli.
"Ha, you finally stop pretending." Ji Youli returned to the room with a cold face. Forget it, she is not his biological mother, how could she really be good to him? Everything that happened to him now was caused by her.
If it weren't for her, my parents might not have divorced.
He should hate her.
Behind him, Su Man sighed almost inaudibly. She once saw the shadow of Gu Yanchuan in Ji Youli and took care of him sincerely out of pity. But what he got in return was his vigilance and hatred.
She is not a masochist nor the heroine of a melodrama, so why should she give without regrets?
It's just a pretend thing. Now you don't even have to pretend.
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