You said it would be easy for Li Xiang to do something?
As soon as he thought of this, Li Xiang became very angry. He immediately asked someone to take out the whip of thorns from his home and hit Li Xiaofeng mercilessly.
"Tell me, you bastard, where did you take these 200,000 taels of silver? If I don't beat you to death, you bastard will do me a terrible job."
The whip in Li Xiang's hand hit Li Xiaofeng several times. Li Xiaofeng got angry and held the whip of thorns instead. There were thorns on it, and the thorns stuck in his hand.
"Dad, don't you think it's strange that you gave me your own money and still asked me where I was going? You just have nowhere to vent your anger on me."[
Li Xiaofeng was also a little angry. This was obviously money given by himself, but he took it out on him when he was in a bad mood today. What the hell was this?
"Bastard, when did I give you these two hundred thousand silver taels, why are you talking nonsense?"
Li Xiang's face was livid with anger, which was very funny. Anyway, Bo Cixin found it very funny.
Bo Cixin sat there calmly, just like the two sisters next to her, but she didn't say anything, as if she didn't dare to speak, with a well-behaved and timid look on her face.
Who knows that Bo Cixin is so happy in her heart that she doesn't have the slightest bit of fear.
Li Xiang often beat himself with the whip. He beat himself for no reason. He beat her just to vent his anger. He beat her until she couldn't sit on a stool for seven days. This was all very light.
"I didn't lie. You told me not to say it yourself. It seems that I have to say it today."
Li Xiaofeng was so angry that his face turned red. The thorn whip he held in his hand pricked his hand, and bright red blood began to drip down.
"You are a bastard and you don't dare to admit what you did. You still want to make excuses for yourself. I hope I won't beat you until you admit your mistake today."
Although Li Xiaofeng said it to the letter, Li Xiang still thought that Li Xiaofeng was making excuses for himself, and he couldn't help but become even more angry.
He suddenly grabbed the end of the whip, lashed hard, and forcefully pulled the whip out of Li Xiaofeng's hand. Li Xiaofeng's palm and back were scratched by the thorns on the whip.
"I didn't make excuses. Everything I said was true. You even wrote a small note to me with your handwriting on it. I am your son. Don't I even recognize your handwriting?"
Li Xiaofeng clenched his hands and stood opposite Li Xiang. It was the first time he dared to openly confront Li Xiang. The main reason was that this time Li Xiaofeng truly felt that he was wronged, so he was so unconvinced.
Usually when his father beats him when he does something wrong, he doesn't complain, but today, he feels very resentful.
"Small note? When did I write you some shitty little note? You bastard still refuses to admit it now. You really don't shed tears until you see the coffin."
"Tell me, where did you take the two hundred thousand silver and fool around."
Li Xiang was so angry at Li Xiaofeng's strong reaction that he almost vomited blood. His eyes were red, and those scarlet eyes were full of anger.
He kept hitting Li Xiaofeng's body with the whip of thorns in his hand. The gorgeous clothes were in such a mess at this moment that they were almost broken into strips of cloth.
"I told you, I didn't take yours privately. Even if you beat me to death, I wouldn't take it."[