He really wanted to kill his useless son.

"Please forgive Mr. Wen for his life. Pengyuan was just confused for a moment. Please show your respect. I only have one son. Please forgive me for Mr. Wen's life."

Zhou Zhengyi was frightened out of his courage, but Zhou Pengyuan still didn't know whether to live or die.

"Dad, get up quickly and kowtow to a woman. It's really embarrassing."

"What's so great about this bitch..."

Before Zhou Pengyuan finished speaking, he was slapped hard by Zhou Zhengyi.

"If you don't want to die, just shut up."

Only then did Zhou Pengyuan feel the power of it and was convinced.

Zhou Zhengyi continued to lecture.

"Let me tell you, no matter what Mr. Wen asks you to do today, you must carry it out honestly. If you keep interfering recklessly, I won't be able to save you by then."

"I will pretend that I never gave birth to a son like you and re-train the group's heir."

Seeing a trace of embarrassment finally appear on Zhou Pengyuan's face, Wen Shanshan was finally satisfied.

There was a slight smile in her eyes.

"Before I came in just now, I promised my brother that I would make those who bully him kneel in front of him and sing conquest. Chairman Zhou will not let me fail to keep my word."

Zhou Zhengyi looked straight and slapped Zhou Pengyuan on the head.

"You damn little brat, why don't you just sing Conquer to me?"

Zhou Pengyuan was slapped.

He was extremely resentful. He could hear that his father was threatening him as the heir, but he had to give in.

He has never been so embarrassed. His heart is full of resentment. How can he sing a good song?

The sound together was like a torn duck's voice, unpleasant and harsh.

The corner of Zhang Tianci's mouth twitched. He held it in for a long time, but finally couldn't hold it in any longer.

"Shut up, it's so unpleasant."

Wen Shanshan also frowned, as if she was disturbed by the demonic sound.

He reached out and picked up the fruit knife on the table.

"It's just a song of conquest. You're not willing to do it. It seems that it's more to your liking to get stabbed directly."

When Zhou Zhengyi saw this, his expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly crawled forward on his knees, protecting Zhou Pengyuan behind him.

"Mr. Wen, please spare my life, Mr. Wen, please spare your life."

Others don't know how powerful it is.

But he had dealt with Wen Shanshan.

This woman is decisive and resolute in her attacks. Once, a single sentence caused a century-old company to close down, let alone a small company like theirs with little foundation.

His mind was spinning, and he banged his head several times before speaking.

"I'm here. Mr. Wen, for the sake of my old face, spare the child's life. I'll do the rest myself. I'll pick his hamstring so that he can only stay at home honestly in the future."

I won’t appear in front of your brother either, what do you think?”

Wen Shanshan raised her eyebrows, said nothing, and threw the fruit knife in front of Zhou Zhengyi.

For a while, there was constant howling in the private room.

Zhou Zhengyi actually really picked Zhou Pengyuan's hamstring between the sword and the knife.

And such a scene made Yang Manli, who was still lying on the ground next to her, so frightened that she burst into tears.

Wen Shanshan just glanced away, and she succeeded in biting her lip, holding back the cries that kept escaping from her throat, and restored tranquility in the private room.

"I was wrong, sister, I really know I was wrong."

"I was just blinded by lard for a while, and I will never dare to do it again."
Chapter completed!