The old man and Yan Yan went downstairs and saw Yan Zheng's horrific scars. Yan Yan cursed the culprit angrily, "Zhan Hanjue, I really made a mistake. I didn't expect you to be such a cold and heartless person."

The old man didn't say anything. There was a faint glint in his withered brown pupils.

Yan Yan only knew that his son had been beaten, but he didn't know that Zhan Hanjue was protecting the Yan family in such a ruthless way.

The person who really suffers is Zhan Hanjue.

"Dad, I don't want to do this at Chongzhen Company." Yan Zheng took advantage of his injury to act coquettishly to Yan Yan.

He remembered his promise to Zhan Hanjue.

The old man said to Yu Chengqian with a guilty look on his face: "Mr. Yu, I made you laugh. When the child is older, he will be embarrassed after all. Please avoid it, Mr. Yu."

Yu Chengqian left gracefully.

Zheng Ling lay on top of Yan Zheng, crying and saying to Yan Yan: "Dad, my brother is covered in wounds. If you hit him again, he will die."

A moment ago, Yan Yan was still feeling sad about his son's injury. When he heard his son's useless words, he immediately picked up the broom and wanted to beat him.

"What did you say? When you asked me to give you money to found Chongzhen, you knelt in front of me and made a promise: You said you must tear off the label of prodigal son on you. You said you must revitalize the Yan family. But you

Now, is it so easy to give up?"

Zheng Ling protected Yan Zheng and dragged Yan Zheng's broom tightly, "Dad, don't be angry yet. Just listen to what my brother has to say."

"Oh, sir, this is also your fault. You knew Yan Zheng couldn't afford Liu Adou's support, but you still gave him so much money to start his own business. Now it's okay. The money is gone. Are you heartbroken?"

Yan Zheng was probably stimulated by Cui Anru's words. He suddenly opened Yan Zhengling's coat and endured the severe pain and knelt down in front of Yan Zheng.

"Dad, please hit me. It was your son who failed to keep his promise and let you down."

Strictly said: "You are protecting this prodigal son, do you think I dare not hit you?" After saying that, he picked up the broom and was about to swing it down.

Yan's mother ran out and knelt in front of Yan Yan, "Master, please let them go. If you want to beat me, just beat me."

Cui Anru stood aside, folding his arms with a neutral expression on his face.

"You all go out. I'll do it myself."

"Are you still shy?" Yan Zhengling found it a bit unbelievable. People like Yan Zheng have thicker skin than winter melons and have never known how to write shame since they were young.

Yan Zheng felt a little embarrassed, "The injured area is too hidden. Let me face two beautiful women like flowers. I'm afraid of being disrespectful to you."

Yan Yan's broom swung hard on Yan Zheng's back several times. Yan's mother was so frightened that she rolled her eyes and fainted.

Yan Yan was so angry that he threw the broom aside... "That's all, it's my failure to teach my son well, it's all my fault."

Yan Zhengling and Tan Xiaoyu quickly dragged Yan Zheng, who was bleeding profusely, into the bedroom. Zhengling found the healing ointment and asked Yan Zheng to take off his clothes. Yan Zheng started to squirm.

Then he took off his clothes. The wounds on his body were bruised and bruised, but strangely enough, he didn't feel any particular pain.

"Zhan Hanjue's people are indeed very skilled. They greeted me everywhere, but they only stopped there."

Yan Zheng finished wiping his injury and changed into clean clothes.

Yan Zhengling gave him a slap on the head, "You dare to try hard on me? If I don't castrate you completely, I won't be your sister."

Tan Xiaoyu pulled Yan Zhengling out.

Yan Zheng sighed, picked up the healing ointment, and said to himself, "If I didn't say that, how could I deceive you?"

Then he lay on the bed and shouted to the door, "You can come in."

Yan Zhengling and Tan Xiaoyu walked in one after another.
Chapter completed!