After a flash marriage, she was spoiled by the richest husband in the world

Su Jinhao scolded her in front of her today. Even if Su Wanrong didn't want to be beaten, he would beat her too, otherwise the Su family would be really finished.

Su Jinhao saw that his mother did not help him, and he looked at his sister who was walking towards him with horror. He was so scared that he crawled on the ground and stepped back.

boom……

Su Wanrong raised her cane high and knocked it down again with a bang.

Without the obstruction of Su's parents, everyone just watched the show from the sidelines.

Pei Huan took a step back, retreated to the sofa, crossed his legs, and watched the show from the side.

He glanced at the two elders of the Su family who were still angry, nodded and greeted Uncle Su, walked to Aunt Su, sat down next to her, and held Aunt Su's right hand.

Old Madam Su glanced at Su Wanyi beside her, then looked at Pei Huan beside her, and nodded with satisfaction.

He secretly made a decision in his heart that even if he couldn't find Su Su in the future, the Su family's property would be given to the two little girls, Pei Huan and Yi Yi, and a part of it would be donated to the Hope Foundation.

Without anyone trying to stop her, Su Wanrong hit Su Jinhao hard again and again with her crutch.

The entire hall was filled with Su Jinhao's wailing, one wave louder than the other.

"You loser, if you dare to hit me, I will definitely beat you to death in the future."

"You're a money-loser. If you have the guts, kill me today, ah..."

"You're a money loser, if you dare, kill me today, ah..."

"Mom, save me..."

"Dad, save me..." The intense pain in his body made his voice gradually become smaller. He looked at his parents who didn't dare to look him in the eye.

He finally realized that his parents would not save him today, but he didn't understand why every time no matter how big a mess he made, his parents would unconditionally help him clean up the mess, but why this time he just scolded a few people and they let his sister beat him up in front of so many people.

After thinking about it, I came to a conclusion. My parents must have let my sister beat me like this in order to curry favor with the two elders of the Su family and let my sister become their granddaughter.

When Su Wanrong raised her crutch and brought it down hard on him, she felt a sharp pain, so painful that it pierced her heart.

He cried out in grievance: "Sister, I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again."

"Sister, wuwuwuwu..."

"You all bullied me. In order to curry favor with the two old men of the Su family, you even planned to abandon me, your own son."

"Wuwuwuwu... If you have the guts, just beat me to death today. I, Su Jinhao, will never beg for mercy from a woman like you."

He didn't notice at all that his words instantly changed the faces of several people from the Su family around him.

Su Fugui's eyes darkened. Compared with his daughter, his son really looked like a straw bag. Some things can only be said in private, not in person. He didn't even understand such a simple truth.

She cast another fierce look at Li Xiu'e, who was worried and tearful beside her. Her son was really just like her, a stupid mother. The more she looked at him, the more unhappy she became.

On the other hand, his daughter has the same personality as him. She knows how to endure, understands the current situation, and knows when to advance and retreat.

The two elders of the Su family were sitting nearby. They looked at each other and felt that the wailing coming from the hall was a bit too noisy.

Madam Su frowned and said in a deep voice: "That's enough. If you want to teach the child a lesson, go back to your own home and don't pollute our ears."

With what Old Madam Su said, Su Wanrong had no choice but to put down her crutches.

In fact, she had wanted to beat this idiot brother for a long time. He had always been spoiled by his mother because of his male identity, and the whole family followed him around to clean up his mess.

Especially her sister, who had been cleaning up his mess for more than ten years and had long wanted to give him a good beating.

Today, I finally found a legitimate reason to beat him.

Seeing him rolling on the ground in pain and begging for mercy, his parents finally let out a sigh of relief in their hearts, regardless of their disappointed expressions.

If Old Madam Su hadn't spoken up, she wouldn't have minded breaking one of his legs today. After all, technology is so advanced nowadays that a broken leg can be reattached. The worst that could happen is that he would just have to stay in the hospital for another year or two.

Lying in the hospital, he can't cause any trouble, which might be a good thing.

Since Old Madam Su had spoken, she couldn't hit anyone anymore.

Holding the cane in both hands, he walked respectfully to Mr. Su, bent down 15 degrees, and presented the cane with both hands: "Mr. Su, your cane."

"No need, it's already dirty, just throw it away." Old Su glanced at the crutch and said indifferently.

"If Mr. Su wants to throw it away, Wanrong, may I have the guts to ask you for this cane?" Su Wanrong met Mr. Su's sharp eyes and swallowed shudderingly.

Then, he took a deep breath and quickly adjusted his chaotic emotions.

She said softly and sincerely, "Wanrong has admired Mr. Su for a long time. If she can get the walking stick that follows Mr. Su, it will be the greatest blessing in Wanrong's life."

"Bah. Disgusting. Hypocritical." Su Jinhao rolled on the ground in pain and spat out a mouthful of saliva in hatred.

He turned around and saw his sister looking at him fiercely. He shrank back in fear from the pain in his body and whispered, "Every day you are only interested in brand names or your lousy books. I've never seen you even be interested in a cane."