Chapter 92: Father Pei returns

"Don't say it, it's too late to say anything, isn't it? After a while, I'll let Sister-in-law Lin bring you the food!" Su Yuandao sat on the sofa and waved his hand weakly.

Su Qing glanced at him without saying anything, just nodded and walked into the room.

In the empty living room, Su Yuandao sat quietly on the sofa alone, and after a long time, two words slowly came out of his mouth: "No!"

Yes, even if he knew what happened last time, it was Ye Fan who was hurt, and he wouldn't make a move.

Because he also has his own difficulties, there have been too many recent political turmoil and renewals, and his superiors have begun to notice him, the famous mayor of Kyoto.

If he acts rashly at this time, it will lead to greater disasters, and he must wait until the political situation is stable before he has enough means, so when his daughter begged him, he forcibly refused her.

As for Ye Fan, that is his savior, this time he owes Ye Fan, and hopes to make up for him from elsewhere in the future.

However, this matter is Ye Fan, so Pei Zijun's injury makes sense: "It is worthy of Ye boy, this character that must be repaid is just to my taste." Su Yuandao smiled and shook his head.

As soon as he finished talking about business, Pei Fucheng returned in a simple manner, and as soon as he entered the door, he overturned the table with anger.

"Pei Zijun, you come out for me, tell me, what's going on with this matter? Why did you get into such a big trouble again, and let people break your hands and feet, look at yourself, how can you have a little bit of the appearance of the eldest young master of the Pei family?"

"Fu Cheng, you're back, Zijun, he's still in the room! Mrs. Pei walked up and patted Pei Fucheng with her hand to comfort him, trying to calm his anger, but with little success.

"You go away for me, let me tell you, Zijun is now, this look is all what you are used to. It is said that loving mothers are many defeats, where have you learned the culture and etiquette for so many years? That's how he taught it, look at your good son?" Pei Fucheng pushed Mrs. Pei.

Mrs. Pei was already aggrieved, but now when Pei Fucheng said this, she wiped her tears with a handkerchief while crying.

"Yes, now that Zijun has become like this, you just say that I am used to it, but before, Zijun was the pride of our Pei family, that was the eldest young master of the Pei family praised by everyone in the upper class, why didn't you say that it was taught by me at that time, and at that time you said that you gave birth to a good son...... Mrs. Pei cried silently.

Pei Fucheng was speechless by Mrs. Pei for a while, and he didn't speak for a long time.

"Okay, I don't want to tell you this, let Pei Zijun come out for me, I'm going to break his other leg today. Pei Fucheng took a mallet-like thing from the room and began to wander around the hall, preparing to rush into Pei Zijun's room.

"Fu Cheng, what are you going to do? If you break Zijun's leg, how can you let him live, you want to beat him, you can beat me first, you can beat me to death." Mrs. Pei tightly grabbed one of Pei Fucheng's arms.

"You get out of the way for me, I don't want to worry about you, the two of us, I'll talk about it later, I'm going to teach Pei Zijun a good lesson today. Pei Fucheng pushed Mrs. Pei away, not caring about her obstruction at all.

Such a noisy sound in the living room, of course, had already alarmed Pei Zijun, who had not slept for a long time, he smiled coldly, opened the door, and walked out in a wheelchair.

"Are you looking for me? If you want to break my other leg, then fight it, anyway, I don't want to live anymore, you have been like this since you were a child, you will break my leg at every turn if something happens, you say that she teaches me badly, do you think your tutor is very good?" Pei Zijun pointed at Mrs. Pei and glanced at his father with disdain.

"Bastard, what are you talking about?, do you think I don't dare?" Pei Fucheng said and was about to rush forward.

"Zijun, what are you talking about? You quickly apologize to your father, he just didn't want to hit your leg on impulse, you apologize quickly!" Mrs. Pei grabbed Pei Fucheng with her hand and shouted to Pei Zijun anxiously.

"You let go of him and let him fight, you don't have to behave like this anymore, I can see it, you husband and wife are the same thing, you will kill me if you have a kind, anyway, you only have one son, me, and after you are killed, your Pei family will be broken. Pei Zijun raised his eyebrows and glanced at his father defiantly.

"I'm going to kill you today, I'd rather our Pei family break off than have a son like you, if this continues, the Pei family will be defeated in your hands sooner or later. Pei Fucheng rushed forward and hit Pei Zijun with a mallet, and the wound that had not healed began to ooze blood again.

"Fucheng, Fucheng, don't do this, he is your biological son, how can you bear to treat him like this, if you fight him again, he will die. But Pei Fucheng pretended not to hear her, and was still hitting Pei Zijun vigorously with a mallet.

Pei Zijun was beaten to death, but he just refused to let go and beg for mercy, and still looked at Pei Fucheng with provocative eyes. Since he was a child, he has never experienced what father's love is, and now this kind of discipline has cost him half of his life, but he feels very cool perverted.

Mrs. Pei saw that Pei Fucheng still had no idea of stopping, and looked at her son's dying appearance, she couldn't help but turn black in front of her eyes and fainted. Before fainting, in his eyes, Pei Zijun clearly saw a smile.

"Madame, ma'am, what's wrong with you? Master, don't fight, Madame, she fainted. Pei Fucheng stopped at this time, and hurriedly stepped forward and hugged Mrs. Pei.

Although she had been pushing her just now, after all, it was a husband and wife friendship for so many years, and she was just angry just now, when she saw Mrs. Pei fainting, she couldn't help herself in panic for a while.

"Let's go, hurry to the hospital, butler, remember to bring that kid to me, now that I have no life, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart, let the doctor treat him well." Pei Fucheng pretended to look at his son with disgust, but if he looked carefully at this time, he would find that there were tears in the corners of her eyes.