He Xiangdong was very angry, quite angry. He was very busy at work. In the eyes of others, he was a rich man with assets of tens of millions, the factory director of Oriental Hardware, and a star entrepreneur in Qingshan. He achieved such achievements at a young age, which is enviable and energetic. However, few people can understand the efforts he has made for all this, and understand that his money was not blown by the strong wind, and the increasingly prosperous factory was not run by sleeping in bed.

At 6:30 in the morning, the couple had to get up and had breakfast in a hurry. They had to go out before 7 o'clock. He Xiangdong was the factory director and Yin Xiulan was the accountant. They were both indispensable important figures in factory operations. After work in the morning, they could go home for lunch. In fact, if it weren't for cooking for He Ping, the couple would not even go home at noon and would also have to be busy in the afternoon. They would not go home until 7 o'clock in the evening. The night after returning home was the only free time for the couple.

What is all this for? Of course, He Xiangdong would not say that it is all for the children. After all, he has his own ideals, and he still has to consider the workers in the factory and maintain his own face. But the biggest reason for his hard work is to pave the way for his son and let him go smoothly in his future life. But today he received a call from his class teacher, saying that He Ping, a stinky brat, didn't go to class in the morning!

He is so kind! He Xiangdong admits that He Ping's academic performance is not good, so He Xiangdong recognizes it. This thing emphasizes both talent and hard work. I won't talk about the talent. There is no effort at all. If there is no one, then there is nothing. After all, he doesn't rely entirely on grades when he grew up. He didn't have any good grades when he was a child. Now he is still the leader of a group of people who are better than him and have higher education than him. It's fine if he doesn't study well, but just be a good student, but he can skip classes! This is definitely a big problem in He Xiangdong's eyes.

"You little brat! I made you skip class! I told you not to study well! I asked you to sleep! So ignorant! I didn't go to class all morning..." Every time he said something, He Xiangdong twitched He Ping's butt. At the beginning, because He Ping didn't feel much pain, he didn't cry. Instead, this made He Xiangdong become more angry and he became more ruthless. However, after a while, although it still didn't hurt, He Ping could no longer control his emotions.

This young, strong and energetic person is his father. The father who had been in prison for more than ten years in his previous life and was as confused as a dead person who was about to die was the pain in his heart for the rest of his life. The person who was originally powerful and optimistic was tortured into that way. When he thought of this, he thought that he had finally returned to this era, and that he could protect his parents from continuing the nightmare of his previous life, He Ping's tears couldn't help but slid down, and then he burst into tears.

"Cry? Do you still know how to cry? Do you still know how to hurt? Do you know what you are wrong? Do you know what to do in the future?" Seeing He Ping start crying, He Xiangdong did not stop. He had not "educated" He Ping like this before. He cried out to indicate that it hurts. If it hurts, he will remember it. He will know that he has made a mistake and will not make it again in the future. So every time he cries, He Xiangdong will hit He Ping a few more times to make He Ping remember it more securely.

But this time it seems a little different, He Xiangdong was also a little confused. This time He Ping's crying was a little different from before. To put it bluntly, it hurts. Although the sound is loud and it sounds miserable, it is just that. But now, He Ping is indeed crying, but it doesn't seem to be because of the pain, but it seems like he was thinking of something sad. It's really evil. What sad things can make him cry like this in his teens?

At this moment, the sound of the key opening was heard outside the door of the room that was just closed by He Xiangdong. Soon the door was opened again. This time, standing outside was a beautiful young woman who looked less than 30 years old. She was wearing a gray-white female professional outfit, with long hair tied into a bunch of her neck, and her black high heels were shiny and evident. She was holding a plastic bag full of fresh vegetables in her hand. It was He Ping's mother Yin Xiulan.

Yin Xiulan was also very angry about today's events. She had the same idea as He Xiangdong. It didn't matter if she didn't study well, but she must not learn badly. Even if her grades were poor, she just needed to go to school every day, communicate with classmates and teachers, and experience school life. As long as she didn't do things like smoking, drinking, fighting in groups, or running away by class, she missed classes and was absent from class for a morning. This was absolutely intolerable to Yin Xiulan.

But when she just walked into the house, she found He Xiangdong was teaching He Ping a lesson. He Ping's heart-wrenching cry immediately melted her heart that had been hardened. Especially when He Ping saw Yin Xiulan, he immediately jumped out of He Xiangdong's arms regardless of He Xiangdong's obstruction and rushed to Yin Xiulan's arms. This made Yin Xiulan's original anger move from He Ping to He Xiangdong.

"He Xiangdong! You bastard! Depend on how you beat your son, how fiercely you have to make him cry so sadly?" Yin Xiulan's face was frosty, and she was a lesson on He Xiangdong. Outside, Yin Xiulan was a virtuous assistant who knew how to improve her husband's status, but at home, she was the only big boss. Although He Xiangdong was so glorious outside, at home, in the popular words of this era, he was a standard "wife strict management."

He Xiangdong was so unfair at this time. He didn't do anything out of the ordinary. He taught He Ping a lesson? He had it before. If you remember correctly, there was a weekend before, He Ping ran out to the game hall to play all day without even doing homework. He fought that day more ruthlessly than today, but He Ping was not so sad about crying. What's wrong today? Look at the boy's appearance, it doesn't seem to be pretending. It's really evil. Although he can't figure it out and a little unfair, all He Xiangdong can do at this time is to beg for mercy.

"My wife! Don't worry!" He Xiangdong quickly stood up, looking pitiful: "I really didn't do anything! Ah, no, I did hit him a few times, but it wasn't ruthless at all. I don't know what happened to this kid and cried so fiercely, but it was definitely not because of me. You must believe me in this. If you don't believe it, you can ask this kid. If you really don't believe it, just take off his pants and look at his butt. I guess it's just a little red at most."

Yin Xiulan glared at He Xiangdong fiercely, then immediately touched the back of He Ping's head and comforted him softly: "Okay, okay, don't cry or cry. If you have any grievances, tell your mother, don't be afraid of your father. If you really beat him hard, mom will help you teach him a good lesson and let mom see your butt."

"Wuwuwu, mom, it's okay, I just suddenly want to cry, I don't blame my dad." He Ping's little face turned red. He was so adult, why did he feel embarrassed to show his butt in front of his parents!
Chapter completed!