Little Jiaojiao is the White Moonlight of the Paranoid Young Marshal

Yao Zhi didn't know that Shen Xu was already building a new house and making wedding dresses for their wedding.

Recently, Marshal Shen called Shen Xu back to the Shen family, and a big event happened, this time even Yao Xian knew about it.

The eldest son of the Shen family, the heir in Shen Dashuai's heart, was exposed to a scandal.

The night before last, it was already midnight, a reporter came home from overtime work, and met a man hugging and kissing a blond man at an intersection, it was Shen Yi, and then took a photo.

Today this photo was published in the newspaper, using the largest page. Within a day, the whole of Beiping was in an uproar, and even people outside the province were discussing this matter.

Things got so big that Marshal Shen couldn't control the momentum at all. Seeing that everyone knew about the incident, he almost went mad at home and called Shen Yi and Shen Xuquan back.

At this time the Shen family

A newspaper was crumpled into a crumpled ball, and the two people hugging and kissing on it were so rubbed that they couldn't see their faces clearly, and Dashuai Shen had already stepped on the soles of their feet.

Qingteng's whip broke through the wind, and it fell on Shen Yi's back all at once.

Shen Yi gritted his teeth, hunched his back, his face was almost pressed to the cold floor. He was trembling all over, sweating profusely, and the blood on his back had even faintly seeped from his clothes.

"Father... Father... I'm right, I'm right..." He choked his throat, "We really love each other, Father, you believe me..."

"Are you right?" Dashuai Shen whipped the whip down again, his eyes flushed with anger, and he shouted, "Do you know that this is a disease! How can a man like a man!"

"No, Dad, I'm not sick..." Shen Yi tried desperately to explain, but Dashuai Shen couldn't listen.

Although Shen Xu has been used to this kind of whipping since he was a child, Shen Yi has never been subjected to it.

He trembled, twitched, and shed tears, but Dashuai Shen couldn't listen to any of his words.

He just fell in love with someone, is this a disease?

"Father." Shen Xu wanted to speak at first, but Dashuai Shen lashed over with a whip, which was more severe than hitting Shen Yi. The whip hit his face directly, piercing through half of his face, and blood immediately flowed down.

"Shut the fuck up for me!" Dashuai Shen yelled, hysterical, raised his hand and slapped him again.

"Look, look!" Dashuai Shen turned his wrist, aimed at Shen Xu with a whip, and slammed it on his arm again. He turned his head and yelled at Shen Yi again, "Now you have caused a scandal and lost the Shen family's face, what do you tell me to do! Do you want me to pass the family business to a trash and disabled?!"

Shen Xu stretched out his hand and gently wiped the blood on his face, his expression was calm and expressionless.

"Father, I..." Shen Yi's voice was trembling, before he could finish speaking, he was kicked severely by Dashuai Shen.

This kick hit Shen Yi's abdomen, and he clutched his stomach and curled up trembling in pain, but then, Dashuai Shen kicked him on the back a few more times.

"ah--!"

Shen Yi hissed and his voice became hoarse, but Marshal Shen seemed to lose his mind and twitched Shen Yi like crazy.

The beating lasted for nearly ten minutes until a servant came over. She looked at Dashuai Shen whose eyes were red and frightening, her hands were shaking with fright, and she whispered, "Master Shen, the doctor is here."

Dashuai Shen panted heavily, and threw the whip on Shen Yi's face: "Call the doctor in."

"Yes." The servant quickly responded and walked away from here.

"Get up for me!" Dashuai Shen's face was flushed red with anger, he swayed and sat down, panting on the armchair.

Shen Yi hunched over, trembling with pain, standing in front of Marshal Shen.

A blond-haired foreign doctor walked in from the door, and was startled when he saw Shen Yi standing in the room covered in blood and Shen Xu with a bloodstain on his face.

"Mr. Shen, this..." The doctor was frightened and said hesitantly, "You are..."

Dashuai Shen waved his hand: "I'm joking, Doctor Wilson, the one standing there is Mr. Shen's eldest son, that's why I invited you here. Something happened just now, so you don't have to be offended."

Doctor Wilson understood and nodded.

He turned his head and took a look at Shen Xu. The young man lowered his head and couldn't see his face clearly, but the whip marks were really glaring and shocking to watch.

But he didn't talk too much, he turned around and asked Shen Yi a few questions, his expression a little dignified.

"How is it, doctor?" Marshal Shen asked Wilson.

"Before I came here, I already had a certain understanding of your son's condition. I can be sure that Mr. Shen should be suffering from a mental illness, which is called homosexual in medicine." Wilson said, "This disease is specifically manifested as losing interest in the opposite sex and turning And love for the same sex."

"Homosexual? Can it be cured?" Dashuai Shen asked eagerly.

Wilson looked distressed: "Many people suffer from this disease in my country, and it is very difficult to treat."

Dashuai Shen's face turned pale.

"But if you have patience, pay attention to isolation, and cooperate with some methods, it can be treated." Wilson said, "It's just that the treatment of this disease will be very painful, your son..."

"It doesn't matter! As long as it can be cured, it doesn't matter what method you use!" Dashuai Shen assured, "Doctor Wilson, I will leave my son to you. You must help me cure it!"

Wilson nodded: "Don't worry, Commander, I will try my best."

Shen Yi lowered his head at this moment, without saying a word.

His eyes were dark, unable to ignite a little light.

—Is he really sick?

——But he just likes one person.

Is it wrong or sick to like someone?

Wilson left quickly, and Dashuai Shen locked up Shen Yi according to his instructions, and did not let him see anyone.

Finally he said to Shen Xu: "Come with me."

Shen Xu sneered slightly, the blood on his face had slowly solidified.

He pushed the wheelchair and followed Dashuai Shen into the study.

For seventeen years, although he had no affection for this father, he still maintained the last bit of respect after all.

But those two whips and that slap just now made him realize one thing completely.

— This person does not need your respect.

He's a piece of mud!

Who does he love? Of course he doesn't love Shen Xu, so does he love elder brother? No, he doesn't love.

He only loves himself.

How can it be wrong to love someone?

One's brain may make mistakes, but one's heart cannot.

That kind of love, that kind of love, is the same as his love for Zhizhi.

We are equally great, we are equally brilliant.

At this point in the matter, Shen Xu probably already knew what his so-called father wanted to say.

The door of the study room was closed, and sure enough, Dashuai Shen softened his tone: "Ah Xu, Dad was too excited just now, and he attacked you, don't mind."

Shen Xu rested his fingers on the wheelchair, bowed his head and smiled.

Porridge to check, the World Health Organization removed "homosexuality" from mental illness in 1990, this is a great day! Although this article about Congee Congee is empty in the copywriting, I still try to follow the reality as much as possible.

Yesterday, a little cutie asked Congee Congee about the number of words in this book, so I will give a unified reply. The editor of Congee Congee said that I should try my best to write 300,000 yuan, but I estimate that it is about 200,000 yuan at most, and there is still a little plot to explain clearly, plus a little extra.

You are not impatient, are you? I will be sad!

hum. Still kiss one by one.

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