Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Wenshui walked in and probably told him about the situation. Wen Lao, who was standing beside him, nodded frequently and said, "That's more or less the situation, but you don't have to worry, it's not too bad."

"That's good." Zhuo Dongyang listened and immediately touched his stomach and said, "Okay! Since it's nothing big, I'll go have some tea."

Zhuo Dongyang said, turning to stare at Zhuo Shu, pointing at his nose and yelling: "You kid, learn from Wenshui, don't do nothing all day long."

"..." Zhuo Shu was scolded and became speechless.

With nothing to do, he has not slept for two days and three nights, and Zhuo Dongyang is still thinking about drinking tea. Who is more extreme? It's a pity that he can only think about these words but not say them, otherwise he will be scolded even worse.

"If you ask half the question, I will die without my eyesight." Zhuo Dongyang said with a sigh.

Zhuo Shu's face turned livid and he clenched his fists in anger.

He turned around and turned away from Zhuo Dongyang, not wanting to say another word, but he heard Zhuo Dongyang say: "Look! After just a few words, he turned his back and refused to recognize anyone."

"..." At this moment, Zhuo Shu had the urge to jump off the building.

Why can't you say that TMD was wronged? He doesn't speak and is he considered to be putting on airs? It's so hard to be a man.

"Wenshui, keep an eye on this kid. If he dares not to learn from his mistakes, I'll beat him up." Zhuo Dongyang said, while greeting Wen Lao and Xiao Nan to leave.

Wen Lao turned around and patted Wenshui on the shoulder, saying meaningfully: "Boy, you have a heavy burden on your shoulders."

"Uh." Wenshui looked embarrassed. Zhuo Dongyang praised him so highly. What could he say? The rebuttal is that if you don't give the old man face, then you will be the one who dies miserably.

After those "highly respected" elders left, Wenshui spread his long legs and sat aside. He crossed his legs and looked at Zhuo Shu and said, "What do you think?"

"When will Xiaobao wake up?" Zhuo Shu asked.

Wenshui shook his head and said, "I can wake up at any time, I can't be sure."

"Like this..." Zhuo Shu listened. He turned around and walked to the bedside, looked down at his unconscious son, and said for a long time: "Prick him with a needle until he wakes up."

Wenshui almost jumped up as he listened.

Can't believe Zhuo Shu can be so cruel? Prick you with a needle until you wake up? The image of Zhuo Yuenan's body covered with pinholes appeared in his mind, which was too horrible to look at.

"Ahem." At this moment, there was a cough outside the door.

The two of them looked over and saw Lian Chenyue standing there, glaring at them coldly with her deep black eyes, her eyes falling on the bed.

"How is Xiaobao?" he asked.

As an uncle, he has been very busy recently. He just took time to come over and heard these "bastard" words. He was well-educated and controlled the urge not to beat Zhuo Shu severely.

"The situation is not too bad, but the way Zhuo Shuo said it is not feasible without payment." Wenshui said.

Lian Chenyue listened, walked aside, picked up the needle, and said, "I'll do it then."

Without waiting for Wenshui to speak, he lifted up the sheet, lifted Zhuo Yuenan's leg, and stabbed his inner thigh.

"Hiss." Wenshui gasped, looking at the gentle and elegant Lian Chenyue, who looked like a pervert when it came to violence. While they were still hesitating, others had already taken action.

Even Shen Yue's skills were very good, and he could strike quickly and accurately without mercy.

"Is that so?" After finishing the pricking, Lian Shen Yue raised her head and asked them.

The corners of Zhuo Shuo's mouth twitched, and he couldn't bear to look directly. He quickly turned his head away, pretending to be looking at the scenery, but when he saw his son being abused with his own eyes, he was completely unfazed. He was simply... also a pervert!

"Well, the technique is familiar, it looks like..."