Do We Parents Owe You, Su Chen?

Su Qiqi suddenly felt nauseous. The food she had just eaten seemed to answer a summons, surging from her stomach straight into her mouth.

"Urgh, urgh—"

Su Qiqi threw up.

A stream of undigested food gushed from Su Qiqi's mouth.

Now, what Su Chen was stirring around in Su Qiqi's mouth with the Toilet Brush was no longer air, but her vomit.

Coming to their senses, Su Zhenxing and Su Mu hurried forward together and pulled Su Chen away.

As Su Chen was pulled away, the Toilet Brush in his hand was pulled away with him.

Without the Toilet Brush blocking it, the vomit in Su Qiqi's mouth came pouring down.

Liu Yanran dry-heaved and ran out of the dining room with a pained expression.

Su Zhenxing and Su Mu felt like dry-heaving too.

But they were men, after all, and could barely endure it.

Su Qiqi, however, was in a far worse state.

Even after vomiting out what was in her mouth, Su Qiqi kept retching. Tears streamed down her face, and she could not say a word, though her eyes glared hatefully at Su Chen.

Suppressing the urge to vomit, Su Mu began poisoning the well against Su Chen.

"Brother, Second Sister only spoke a few truths. How could you treat Second Sister like this?!"

"You actually used a Toilet Brush..."

A wave of nausea hit Su Mu, and he could not continue.

After struggling to suppress the retching in his body, Su Mu continued to poison the well against Su Chen.

"And, Brother, do you think Second Sister was wrong?!"

"Brother, don't you think that as a person, one should be filial to one's parents and grateful for the grace of being raised by them?!"

Su Zhenxing's face darkened further. He immediately began berating Su Chen.

"Su Chen! You Rebellious Son!"

"Your mom and I raised you, and this is what we get for it?!"

"Was your Second Sister wrong? Shouldn't you greet your mom and me and be grateful that we raised you?!"

"Don't tell me you, Su Chen, you Rebellious Son, think that your mom and I owe you for raising you?!"

As Su Mu watched Su Zhenxing curse Su Chen out, malice and delight flashed through his eyes.

Su Chen, filial piety is a child's duty. Let's see how you escape punishment this time!

Su Qiqi squatted on the floor, continuing to dry-heave.

In truth, she had already thrown up everything in her stomach, but she kept feeling as though the taste of that Toilet Brush remained in her mouth.

Su Qiqi wanted to vomit up all her internal organs.

As Su Qiqi retched so violently she wished she were dead, hearing Su Mu question Su Chen and Su Zhenxing curse him gave her a small measure of comfort.

She even prayed inwardly, Dad, hurry up and beat Su Chen! Beat him already! It would be best if you beat Su Chen to death!

Su Chen actually dared to...?!

She could not think about it. The moment she did, Su Qiqi fell into another endless bout of vomiting.

Su Chen looked at the Toilet Brush in his hand and felt it was not quite satisfying enough.

He then looked at the venomous look in Su Qiqi's eyes and suddenly felt that her mouth was still filthy.

Holding the Toilet Brush still covered in plenty of Su Qiqi's vomit, Su Chen stepped forward and moved to shove it into her mouth again.

Su Qiqi was terrified out of her wits!

Though Su Qiqi was already so weak from vomiting that she had no strength left.

Facing Su Chen's renewed attack, she still used every ounce of strength in her body to crawl behind Su Zhenxing. Only after putting Su Zhenxing between herself and Su Chen did Su Qiqi feel the slightest sense of security.

Su Zhenxing was furious.

It was bad enough that Su Chen had not answered his question, but he actually wanted to use that Toilet Brush to scrub Qiqi's mouth again?!

Su Zhenxing immediately dry-heaved!

He truly could not think about this anymore!

If he kept thinking about it, Su Zhenxing did not know whether he could hold out.

Su Zhenxing immediately turned his attention back to cursing Su Chen.

"Su Chen, fucking say something!"

"Your Second Sister told you to greet your mom and me and be grateful for raising you. Is that wrong?!"

"Your mom and I don't owe you anything. We raised you, you Rebellious Son, and we can't even get your gratitude?!"

"Su Chen, you really are an ungrateful Rebellious Son, an Ungrateful wretch!"

"Why can't you learn from your Second Sister? Learn from your younger brother!"

"What sins did I, Su Zhenxing, commit to end up with an Ungrateful wretch of a son like you?!"

"What a sin, what a sin indeed!"

"Su Chen, I have to straighten you out today. If I, Su Zhenxing, don't make you understand what the grace of being raised means today, then my surname isn't Su!"

As he spoke, Su Zhenxing took off his belt and prepared to beat Su Chen.

Su Mu hurriedly moved out of range of Su Zhenxing's belt and looked at Su Chen with glee.

Hit him! Hurry up and hit him!

Su Qiqi was also sprawled on the floor behind Su Zhenxing, staring maliciously at Su Chen.

Hit him! It would be best if you beat Su Chen to death!

Seeing Su Zhenxing's movements, Su Chen sneered.

The Toilet Brush in Su Chen's hand swung toward the hand holding Su Zhenxing's belt.

In an instant, the vomit still clinging to the filthy Toilet Brush splattered everywhere.

Su Zhenxing's hand trembled as he quickly leaped back, moving at a speed no man in his forties should have possessed.

His hand shook, and the belt fell from his grasp.

As Su Zhenxing retreated, the vomit on Su Chen's Toilet Brush sprayed all over Su Qiqi's face and body before she could dodge.

Su Qiqi was utterly disgusted and furious.

Su Qiqi's heart and blood seemed to freeze.

Then, Su Qiqi rolled her eyes back. Unable to bear reality any longer, she fainted.

Su Zhenxing flew into a rage and pointed at Su Chen as he cursed him out.

But Su Zhenxing did not dare approach Su Chen. He wanted to keep his distance from him; he did not want to end up like Qiqi, covered in vomit from head to toe.

"Su Chen, Rebellious Son!"

"What are you trying to do?!"

"Are you trying to hit your father?!"

"Su Chen, you Rebellious Son, I truly wish I had strangled you to death the moment you were born."

"Then you wouldn't be making me this angry today, you Rebellious Son!"

Su Chen forcefully swung the Toilet Brush in his hand toward Su Zhenxing. His face was filled with pain and grievance, his body trembling nonstop as he shouted.

"Su Zhenxing, listen to me!"

"Do you really think you don't owe me anything?!"

"I'm telling you, Su Zhenxing, you owe me, Su Chen!"

"You, Su Zhenxing, and Liu Yanran should be raising me, Su Chen. You owe me!"

Su Zhenxing's face turned green, then white. Trembling with rage, he pointed at Su Chen and cursed angrily.

"You Rebellious Son!"

"You beast!"

"Then tell me, how do your mom and I owe you, Su Chen?!"

"We gave you life and raised you. How does that mean your mom and I owe you?!"

Hearing Su Zhenxing's words, Su Chen did not merely keep swaying and trembling. He threw himself onto the ground and rolled around. The Toilet Brush in his hand swung everywhere with his rolling, and the remaining vomit kept splattering in all directions. Su Chen wriggled as he stared hatefully at Su Zhenxing and roared.

"You owe me!"

"Not just you—Liu Yanran owes me too!"

"Both of you owe me!"