"Mother." Mr. Han entered the door and bowed to the Duke's wife.
Turning around, he saw his concubine lying on the ground crying, while his beloved son was being held in the hands of a cold-looking man in black.
"How is this going?"
"Husband, save me, husband, save our child." Aunt Hua began to cry in a soft voice, showing a face that was not aggrieved.
The Duke's wife looked embarrassed and told her second son what had happened.
Han Zhao's face was uncertain, and his eyes turned coldly to Mrs. Zhao who was holding Sister Le tightly.
"It's you, old woman, who is stirring up trouble here? Are all of you dead? You don't know how to tie people up!"
"Second Young Master Han, there is no need for you to show your prestige as Second Young Master in front of us." Jiang Nai whispered with a smile.
Han Zhao glanced at Jiang Nai and frowned slightly, "What does Miss Jiang mean? It's not the Jiang family's turn to take care of the family affairs of my Han family."
Jiang Nai couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Hey, this is your official power in front of me. I'm so scared! Second Young Master."
Jiang Nai turned to look at Er, "Huh?"
Er immediately understood, threw Han Fu in his hand, rushed forward, and pulled Han Zhao's arms behind his back in front of Jiang Nai.
The Duke's wife was immediately surprised.
She didn't expect Jiang Si to be so bold and dare to attack her second son directly?
"Bring that bench over here. Press him down and hold him down! Hit him hard!" Jiang Nai gave an order in a cold voice.
Chunya Qiuye and others quickly moved the benches over.
Two young men in black, one on the left and the other on the right, pressed the second Young Master Han, who was so angry that his face was bleeding, on the bench.
Er Mian expressionlessly took out a thick wooden stick from the ring and slapped it directly towards Han Zhao's buttocks.
With a sharp blow, Mr. Han let out an ear-piercing scream without any image.
The Duke's wife seemed to be about to collapse to the ground. She was supported by the old woman with blue cloth and hairpin and took a few steps forward. She screamed, "Stop, stop! Stop, Jiang Si, you, you
Too presumptuous, you are too presumptuous!"
"Stop them." Jiang Nai gave an order. Chunya Qiuye and a group of servants came forward, directly separated a few big and thick rough servants, secretly twisted them a few times, and stepped on them hard.
Two feet.
Jiang Nai looked down at the trembling little boy crawling towards Aunt Hua, and smiled gently at him, "Do you understand that you are wrong?"
The little kid was almost scared to death. He kept diving under Aunt Hua's arm and kept screaming, "Mother, mother, save me, mother."
"Keep beating me." Jiang Nai's face immediately changed, and he looked at the mother and son coldly with a pair of dark eyebrows.
"It's the son's fault that he doesn't teach his father. Since you don't know how to teach your son, let me teach you how to be a good father."
"Someone come quickly, the Duke's wife has fainted."
Jiang Nai glanced over there, curled his lips and sneered, completely unfazed.
"Keep fighting."
Aunt Hua rushed over as if she was mad, and fell down in front of Jiang Nai, trembling and screaming, "I know, I know I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong, Grandma Fourth Gu, please spare the second young master."
"Brother You has realized his mistake. He has realized his mistake and will never go to make trouble for Sister Le again."
Aunt Hua dragged her son to Jiang Nai, crying and begging again.