President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

Patriarch Xuanyuan was sincere, and his eyes were full of sincerity.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Qing suddenly felt that the whip in her hand weighed a thousand catties.

But even so, she still said with scarlet eyes, "Do you think I won't dare to beat you if you pretend to be pitiful?"

Shaking the whip vigorously, it cut through the air and made a hunting sound.

It made people's hearts tremble.

The old butler couldn't stand it anymore, so he stood up and stood in front of Patriarch Xuanyuan, "Second Miss Qing, you should hit me first, if you can relieve your anger by beating me, then you don't have to beat Patriarch anymore, you also know Patriarch is in very bad health now. Weak, can't bear a whip at all."

This is no whipping, this is simply killing the head of the family!

Xuanyuan Qing sneered, "Didn't he say it himself, it doesn't matter even if he dies, go down and help me clear up the relationship first, so that I won't be bullied."

Scared again now?

"Yes, it doesn't matter if I die." Patriarch Xuanyuan nodded, "Old butler, get out of the way, I will carry it myself."

"Patriarch!" The old housekeeper stomped anxiously.

But looking at Patriarch Xuanyuan's firm eyes, he had to sigh again, and retreated to the side.

Now Patriarch Xuanyuan and Xuanyuan Qing stood facing each other, both of them had complex emotions in their eyes.

"Come on, Xiaoqing, if this can relieve your anger, then do it!"

Xuanyuan Qing laughed, "Don't think I'm afraid to do it."

"Of course I know you dare, so let's do it." Patriarch Xuanyuan nodded again.

After staring at the whip in her hand for a while, Xuanyuan Qing closed her eyes tightly, and finally made up her mind, and whipped the whip up!

Snapped!

The whip whipped against the skin, making a dull sound.

Patriarch Xuanyuan gritted his teeth and held back silently.

"Patriarch!" On the contrary, the old butler was very nervous, stepped forward to support Patriarch Xuanyuan, and checked the wound that was pulled out by the whip, his eyes were full of distress.

With this whip, Xuanyuan Qing used all her strength to lash Patriarch Xuanyuan's skin to pieces.

"Second Miss Qing, this should be fine. You also know that the Patriarch has suffered a lot before, and now it's just a little bit, so he rushed to see you. If you continue to smoke, he will really die."

"I told you to leave me alone, old housekeeper, shut up!" Patriarch Xuanyuan scolded.

When the words fell to the ground, Xuanyuan Qing still threw away the whip.

His eyes were full of disgust and irritability, "It's so annoying, Daode kidnapped me, let me kill him anyway, stop beating him!"

Throwing away these words, he turned and left directly.

It wasn't until the back was completely out of sight that Patriarch Xuanyuan fell back into the wheelchair, paleness instantly swept across his face.

"Go and help me find a doctor, it hurts so much." Patriarch Xuanyuan said.

The old butler hurriedly nodded and followed his advice.

In the ward, only Patriarch Xuanyuan and Xuanyuan Mo were left.

"Well, I'm not wrong, your mother is still a good person in essence, but she just doesn't know how to look down."

Xuanyuan Mo nodded, "Yes, she just needs a step, so I am very grateful to you, Grandpa, for being willing to give her this step."

"She is my daughter, so this is my duty." Patriarch Xuanyuan waved his hand weakly.

After a pause, his eyes fell on Xuanyuan Mo, "As for you, what kind of stairs do you need?"

"What?" Xuanyuan Mo hadn't reacted yet.

"You are also a child of the Xuanyuan family, my grandson. Don't you hate me when I treated you like that before? If you hate me, what kind of steps do you need?" Patriarch Xuanyuan asked.