Ji's old house

Instead of taking Rong Yi back to Ji's house, Huan Li was sent to the police station by Rong Yi. Ji Gong Ji Zhiyi had already received the news.

Now, Huan Li is standing beside him in a dignified manner, with no fear on his face. Even if the Huan family has fallen, the heritage of a century-old family has not been lost.

This was also the reason why Duke Ji agreed to marry Huan Li into the Ji family.

Ji Gong, who looked like an old fox, was sitting in an old-fashioned rocking chair, rocking and turning. Next to him, a tea servant made a pot of Biluochun.

Huan Li bent down, picked up the small tea cup, and handed it over respectfully, "Tonight, my daughter-in-law is reckless, please punish her."

If things are not done or things are messed up, there is no excuse. Taking the initiative to admit your mistakes and accept punishment will make you smarter.

"You, from the third family, are always smarter than those from the second family, but this time, you are indeed reckless." Ji Gong took the tea from his daughter-in-law, and in front of the servants, he would not deny face, "Except

Reckless, do you know where you went wrong?"

Huan Li lowered his head and accepted the instruction, "My daughter-in-law doesn't know, please enlighten me."

"No, you know it very well." Ji Gong took the tea, but did not drink it. He put it back on the table that was level with the rocking chair. Huan Li saw from the corner of his eye that his usually calm face finally became a little panicked.

"You are very smart......"

As the rocking chair slowly rocked, Ji Gong closed his eyes. Another servant gently covered Ji Gong with the thin rug that had been placed on his arm. The old fox-like head of the Ji family seemed to have fallen asleep.

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In the quaint old house of the Ji family, there is a faint fragrance of flowers. Outside, the moonlight is hazy, the shadows of the trees are dancing, and it is quiet. The only sound of the rocking chair is "clucking" in the ears.

There was a thin layer of cold sweat on Huan Li's back.

"Daughter-in-law, I understand my mistake."

Her little thoughts were not hidden from her father-in-law, who had the entire Ji family in his hands.

After a while, when Huan Li felt that he was about to lose his balance, Ji Gong said calmly: "Well, step back."

Let’s let Huan Li off on this matter for now. Next, it’s up to Huan Li himself.

If a person with the blood of the Huan family has talent, all the major families will want him, and the Ji family is no exception.

Huan Li slowly retreated until he reached the door before he dared to turn around and leave with his back to Ji Gong.

In the living room outside, the sounds of heavenly Buddha are playing, and the elegant sandalwood fragrance lingers faintly.

Mrs. Ji has been worshiping Buddha for many years, and there is a faint scent of sandalwood everywhere she goes in the old house.

At this moment, the kind-hearted Mrs. Ji, with her old bun in her hair, was waiting for her daughter-in-law to come over. She was sitting on a mahogany sofa that was carved from fine mahogany and had a certain age. She was wearing a loose cheongsam with a shoulder strap, looking dignified.

And sit.

Hearing the sound of light footsteps crossing the wooden floor, Madam Ji turned the beads in her hand a little faster until Huan Li appeared. The kind-faced old man suddenly raised his head. At that moment, his brows were sharp, and even his wrinkles showed his ability.

"Kneel down."

In the long and calming Buddhist music, Madam Ji's voice came out calmly, as indifferently as asking "Is the weather good?" Huan Li had already knelt down.

Even though I have worshiped Buddha for many years, I have not lost the momentum of the mistress who heads the house.

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Mijia

The trembling Misha got out of the car, cried all the way to open the fingerprint lock, and rushed into the living room, "Dad, Mom, I was bullied today, wuwuwu, I..."

"Kneel down!!" Mi's father shouted loudly in the living room, but, trembling with fear, Mi Xia's crying stopped abruptly. She saw two strangers standing in the living room, and her own

My parents sat stretched out on the sofa, looking very scared.

Misha stopped, a nameless fear suddenly creeping into his heart.

"Mr. Mi, it's time to start." The stranger said coldly, his voice as cold as a machine.

Mi's father wiped his sweat and stood up, picked up the leather belt on the coffee table, and walked towards his daughter Misha. Misha stepped back with a look of horror on his face, "Dad, dad... you, you... you..."

His eyes fell on the belt, and Misha suddenly raised his head in disbelief, "Dad, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, want, you are you, need, need, to take to take to take advantage of, you to hit, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you’re going to hit me?! You know I’m outside..."

"You still have the nerve to mention it outside!" Mi's father felt as if he had stepped on a sore foot. He was so angry that he raised the belt in his hand and pulled it straight towards Mi Xia's body.

Mrs. Mi didn't dare to stop her, and she felt sorry for her daughter. From the moment her husband raised the belt, she couldn't bear to close her eyes and look away.

"ah!!"

Misha was hit by the belt, and the place where he was hit suddenly felt burning pain. He cried and screamed, completely confused about the situation, "Dad, you...you hit me, I was outside...ah...Mom...Mom...

"

After mentioning "outside" twice, Mi's father pulled off his belt again, until Misha tried his best to dodge Mi's mother and asked for help, "Mom, mom, dad hit me... wu... wu... mom..."

Having never been beaten by his parents, or even given harsh words, Misha was so wronged that he cried even louder than before.

Mi's father saw that the evildoer who had caused a big disaster still had the nerve to ask for help. He was frightened and frightened, and became even more angry. He pulled off his belt again and blocked Mi Xia's path.

Mi's mother covered her face and cried bitterly when she saw her daughter suffering.

"Mr. Mi, you are wrong."

The strange man spoke again, and Misha seemed to have found the key. She cried bitterly and dodged the belt her father pulled out, pointed at the strange man, and shouted, "Who are you! This is my home...ah..."

This time, it was not Mi's father who taught him a lesson, but a strange man who taught him a lesson. A steel ball popped out from his fingers and hit Mi Xia's mouth directly.

In an instant, Misha's mouth was full of blood and she cried louder.

Mi's father gritted his teeth and yelled at the servant next to him who dared not breathe, "What are you still doing? Hold her down!"

His Highness ordered that all the girls participating tonight will be slapped fifty-fifty with a belt, while the boys will be slapped fifty-fifty while hanging. They will also be slapped fifty-fifty with a belt, and the video will be recorded live. He needs to check and confirm.

"Ah...let me go...Dad...Mom, you...you are going to kill me...Ah! Ah!!" The resistance was ineffective, the struggle was ineffective, and the protest was even more ineffective. The mouth was full of blood, and it was miserable.

Mrs. Mi didn't dare to look at her and begged if she could leave. The strange man didn't say anything and only glanced at Mrs. Mi indifferently. His eyes were as thin as a cold blade and extremely cold.

His Highness ordered, and his father took the initiative to teach him a lesson, while his mother watched the whole process.

If anyone violates the order...

Ah

You bear the consequences at your own risk.

Misha was pressed tightly to the marble coffee table, Mi's father held up the belt and whipped her hard, and Mrs. Mi clutched her clothes tightly, with tears streaming down her face.

"...30,31,32...40..."

The strange men counted coldly, whether it was Qiao Mixin or the other three boys, there were two strange men in each of their homes, supervising their parents.

Qiao Lanxin fainted from the pain after being slapped for thirty times. Mother Qiao asked if she could let her daughter go. The strange man said calmly: "Since Madam can't bear it, why don't we take action instead."

If they had taken action, would my daughter Lan Xin still have a chance to survive?

Father Qiao didn't stop and continued to smoke.
Chapter completed!