The Furious Hua Family
However, when he tried to open the door, he couldn't.
Just then, Yun Zhiyi's voice sounded from inside.
"Bad guy, you brought Sister back, yet you still came running to me."
"Even if you don't do anything, you should still hold her while you sleep. Otherwise, she'll be sad tomorrow."
"No knocking, no talking. I'm going to sleep. Good night, love you!"
After those few words, everything fell silent.
Shen Wuxiao did not even get a chance to interrupt.
But his wife was right.
He turned around and went to Lilith's room.
After arriving, he washed up simply, took off his clothes, and climbed straight into bed.
The moment he held Lilith's soft, fragrant body, she curled into his arms.
She hugged him tightly.
She was rather attached to him.
Following his usual habit, Shen Wuxiao sent one hand climbing the mountain, taking life firmly in hand.
While Shen Wuxiao was resting, elsewhere—
Inside the Hua Family villa.
A man in plain clothes, Hua Mingzhan, stood in the center.
He wore a neat crop of short hair. Time had carved several wrinkles into his face, while his thick beard was rugged and vigorous.
His gaze was as sharp as blades, and his brows carried the aura of one accustomed to power.
At that moment, his face was full of majesty. He gripped a rattan cane, his brow furrowed, the rage in his heart still unvented.
He stood directly behind Hua Shengjie and Chu Beixuan.
The two of them were kneeling.
Around them stood Hua Shengjie's mother, his eldest brother, and several other Uncles.
Bloodstains had already appeared across Hua Shengjie and Chu Beixuan's backs.
They had been beaten there.
Hua Mingzhan had shown no mercy.
The Hua Family's discipline was extremely harsh. For disobedient sons