Kang Minghui spat hard. "I only know that I feel very unhappy now, very disgusting, very, very disgusting."
"What's going on?"
Kang Weibao suddenly became unhappy when he saw the mess in front of his son's room.
As soon as they saw him coming, no one dared to say anything. Even Su Yongjun, who was beating his wife, stopped in fear.
"Sir, Young Master Kang..."
Wu Bin leaned into Kang Weibao's ear and gently told the whole story briefly.
Kang Weibao After hearing this, his face darkened and became so dark that he could drip ink.
Su Yali Seeing that his expression was not good, he hurriedly stepped forward to explain:
"Mr. Kang, there must be some misunderstanding here. My mother and my father have a very good relationship, and my mother is so old. There is no way she doesn't have any self-awareness..."
Kang Weibao glanced at her and immediately made a decision. "You go back first! I will find out about this matter."
"Thank you Mr. Kang."
Su Yali After thanking him, he quickly dragged his parents away one by one.
Seeing this, other people also dispersed.
Here, no one dares to be arrogant in front of Kang Weibao, unless you want to be kicked out to face zombies, unless you don't want to live anymore.
Seeing his father's ugly face, Kang Minghui swallowed his saliva with some fear. "Dad..."
Kang Weibao pushed him away and walked into the room.
After the door closed, he stared at him with an expression of hatred. "With such a commotion, your face is bright?"
Everything in his life was good, but his only failure was his son.
On weekdays, he does nothing but eat, drink and have fun, and he is very lustful.
Even at the end of the world, with his support behind him, he never knew how to restrain himself.
"I didn't want to either. As soon as I opened my eyes... I was so scared that I almost fell off the bed."
Kang Minghui feels very wronged.
When he recalled the scene now, he felt sick in his stomach.
Thinking that his son only likes beautiful women, Kang Weibao also knew that there was something fishy about this matter.
Pointing to the long red scar on the left side of his face. "What's going on on your face?"
Kang Minghui touched his cheek, feeling a little embarrassed. Underground Passage said, "Didn't that woman Zhang Wenli catch you?"
"Zhang Wenli?"
Why does this name sound familiar to him?
"That's it... she is Song Hai's wife."
Kang Minghui feels guilty.
He knew that although Song Hai was not his father's confidant, he was still an old subordinate in his father's company.
It was also for this reason that he held back from touching Zhang Wenli.
Kang Weibao rubbed his forehead, feeling a headache. "There are so many women down there, aren't they enough for you to play with? Are you going to keep an eye on Song Hai's wife?"
"Dad, she is different, she... she..."
Kang Minghui feels a little embarrassed for the first time.
His voice was a little lower. "I chased her at school before, but she rejected me."
No matter how beautiful or noble the women in the school are, as long as he takes action, there is nothing he can't handle.
But Zhang Wenli, whose family is in very average condition, doesn't buy it.
No matter if he gave her flowers, a diamond ring, or a house or a car, she was not willing to go to bed with him.
He even refused to go on a date, and later after graduation, he simply disappeared.
He didn't expect that the woman he had worked so hard to get would actually choose Song Hai, a rich man with an ordinary family background.
This made him very unwilling and unconvinced.
"So it's her?"
Kang Weibao has an impression of this girl.
Because Zhang Wenli is the only woman that his son has taken seriously, and the only woman who has officially mentioned it to him, and even said that he wants to marry him as his wife.