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Zhuo Nianqi was rarely reprimanded by Zhuo Xiangyu so sharply, he bit the cheek meat in his mouth, and he refused to let go even though his mouth smelled of blood.

"Come here now and apologize to Mr. Xu, don't let me be too disappointed in you." Zhuo Xiangyu looked at this stubborn son with serious eyes, and didn't intend to give him a chance to fool him this time.

"I'm right!" Zhuo Nianqi finally spoke, but these words were not what Zhuo Xiangyu expected.

"What did you say?" Zhuo Xiangyu asked slowly as his voice turned cold.

"I'm not wrong. She wanted to use me to get close to you. What kind of playground or outing? She is the same as those women! I hate her!" Zhuo Nianqi's eyes trembled when he was shocked by Zhuo Xiangyu's momentum, but Still stuck his neck and refused to bow his head.

Xu Yueqing finally understood the disadvantages of being too aggressive. Zhuo Nianqi managed to trust her a little bit, but now he put her in the position of an enemy, and obviously she was the kind of double-faced enemy who could no longer be trusted.

"President..." Xu Yueqing was just about to say something to smooth things over, thinking about recovering from the injury and saving her image in Zhuo Nianqi's heart, when she heard a crisp applause resounding through the room.

"Zhuo Nianqi, I really spoiled you! I will be in confinement starting tomorrow, and I am not allowed to go anywhere except the study and bedroom!" Zhuo Xiangyu looked at the slap marks on his son's face, and felt distressed in his heart, but this Regardless of the child, who knows what he will become?

If you dare to hit someone with something now, who can guarantee that no one will be killed next time?

Zhuo Nianqi raised his small hand to cover his side face which was hot from the slap, the tears in his eyes were drawn out by Zhuo Xiangyu, and his face was wet with tears.

Zhuo Nianqi stared at Xu Yueqing who was lying on the bed with a shocked face, and cried, "I hate you! I hate you! Why did you come back!"

This time, without waiting for Zhuo Xiangyu to make another move, Zhuo Nianqi quickly ran out of the room by himself.

Zhuo Xiangyu supported his forehead, he felt that he was dying of a headache even if he hadn't been hit on the head.

"President, you shouldn't have hit him." Xu Yueqing was preoccupied with Zhuo Xiangyu's beating of the child, and completely ignored Zhuo Nianqi's words "come back".

Zhuo Xiangyu waved his hand at Xu Yueqing irritably, and said, "What else can I do if I don't fight? Tell him well, this kid won't listen at all!"

"Then do you know that the former tutor beat him just to attract your attention?" Xu Yueqing felt that the problems between the father and son were far beyond her imagination, and Zhuo Xiangyu had to know about some things. OK.

Zhuo Xiangyu was startled, and immediately remembered who Xu Yueqing was talking about.

"What you said is true?" Zhuo Xiangyu didn't quite believe it, "That teacher finally left because Nian Qi burned all the clothes she brought and couldn't bear it anymore. Are you sure what Nian Qi said is the truth? "

When Xu Yueqing got Zhuo Nianqi's blow, at most she felt that the brat was undisciplined, but now that Zhuo Xiangyu doubted her son so much, she felt that she should let Zhuo Nianqi hit Zhuo Xiangyu's head too, so that He is sober.

"Nian Qi is your son, you don't believe him, but you choose to believe those who hurt him?" Xu Yueqing felt her head hurt even more when she got angry, and her words were a little out of control. "It's no wonder that Nian Qi has become like this. He doesn't want to trust anyone, because no one has taught him what trust is!"