After the divorce, the boss tore off my vest with his own hands

"hint?"

Chu Zhixin was confused.

She gave Grandpa Sheng black pearls, simply hoping that the black pearls would bring health and peace to Grandpa Sheng. What was she hinting at? Why didn't she know?

"When I see pearls, I think of four words: pearls are darkly knotted..."

Mr. Sheng's face became more serious, and he asked Sheng Tingye who was kneeling on the ground sternly: "You bastard, tell me honestly, are the rumors outside true? Did you really go against your heart and make another woman's belly bigger?"

Seeing that the matter had come to this, Sheng Tingye did not hide it any more. Although he knelt on the ground, his back was straight and his voice was cold and firm: "Now that you know everything, I have nothing to say. The child is indeed the blood of the Sheng family. He needs a child." A decent identity and a good father."

"you!"

Mr. Sheng covered his chest and almost couldn't breathe. The crutch hit Sheng Tingye hard on the back: "You are confused!"

"The child needs status and dignity, but what about our hearts? Have you considered our hearts? She is your wife who is married to Ming Media. Over the years, who has not been dedicated to you, me, and everyone in the Sheng family?"

"You are the closest person to her now. It's fine if you don't protect her and love her, but you still do such harm!"

The more Mr. Sheng talked, the angrier he became, and he said forcefully: "I don't care, you should send that morally corrupt woman to the hospital immediately and get rid of your bastard!"

"Except for you and Xinxin's child who are qualified to enter the Sheng family, I, Sheng Sihai, will not recognize anyone else!"

Sheng Tingye lowered his head and said coldly: "I forgive my grandson for not obeying his orders."

These words completely angered Mr. Sheng.

"Okay, you brat is very tough, right? You won't even listen to me for the sake of a dishonest woman. If that's the case, don't blame me for serving you!"

After Mr. Sheng finished speaking, he opened the bookcase, took out a long whip, and swung it at Sheng Tingye without saying a word.

"This whip has accompanied me in all my wars and has not been used for so many years. Let it kill you today, otherwise I will have no shame to explain to my big brother Chu underground!"

Mr. Sheng was born as a soldier, and every whip is no joke, it goes straight to the bones.

"..."

Pain like flesh splitting spread from Sheng Tingye's back, but he kept his thin lips pursed, without humming or frowning.

If this method can make grandpa calm down, he is willing to bear it!

Hatsumi stood nearby, originally not wanting to intervene.

After all, Sheng Tingye was a big man of nearly [-] meters, so it wouldn't be a big deal if he got whipped a few times. He probably wouldn't die.

But she didn't expect that Grandpa Sheng would be really cruel when he beat up his own grandson!

After a few whips, Sheng Tingye's shirt was ripped open, and bright red blood oozed from inside.

But even so, Sheng Tingye did not beg for mercy and vowed to protect Lin Yirou and their children.

This deep and profound love brings out the sadness and redundancy of her ex-wife...

The housekeeper was sweating profusely outside the study, and he bravely tried to persuade him: "Master, please stop fighting. If you continue to fight, the young master will be beaten to pieces!"

"Something has happened to the eldest young master. If the second young master does anything bad, the Sheng family will be doomed!"

Mr. Sheng showed no mercy, and each whip was harder than the last: "If you're done with it, you're done with it. The Sheng family has this kind of ruthless and unjust gene, so it's better to cut it off!"

After a while, he asked Sheng Tingye again: "How about it? Do you know that you are wrong? Do you want that woman to kill your bastard?"

Sheng Tingye responded with silence.

Because of the excessive pain, his face turned pale and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Seeing that Mr. Sheng was so angry that he was about to crack the whip again, Chu Zhixin faced the whip and stood in front of Sheng Tingye: "Grandpa, please don't hit him. He is not wrong in this matter. I don't blame him!"

"Xinxin, what are you doing? Get out of the way!"

Mr. Sheng hurriedly retracted the whip, but he did so too slowly. A bloody streak was drawn from Chu Zhixin's arm, which was burning and painful.

Seeing this, Sheng Tingye took her injured arm and looked at it carefully. The shocking blood stain made him frown deeply, and said coldly: "Who told you to meddle in other people's business!"

Mr. Sheng was just about to praise his grandson for not having a bad conscience when he saw a small red notebook fall out of Chu Zhixin's pocket...