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"Why are you hitting me, Dad? I'm just teaching my son a lesson!"
"I’m also teaching my son a lesson. Are you not satisfied?"
Old Zhao made his move, and I quickly stepped aside to cheer him on. "Haven't you always bullied me? Now that I have backup, what can you do? Come on, hit me! Kick me in the butt!"
As Old Zhao landed a blow, I watched from the sidelines, raising my arms in triumph, nearly grinding my back teeth to dust.
"Xiao Lun, why is he hitting you?"
Hearing that question, a green light flickered in my eyes! If I didn’t give him a good thrashing today, I wouldn’t be worthy of the Zhao name!
I pinched the inside of my thigh hard! The sharp pain shot straight to my tear ducts, forcing out two drops of tears. "Grandpa, look at my age now. All I want is to buy a luxury car, but Dad won’t let me. He keeps saying young people should walk more. All my classmates are driving cars while he wants me to walk. Sometimes I wonder if I was picked up off the street."
Old Zhao could never stand hearing me say that I might have been picked up off the street because when I was little, someone actually abducted me from our yard and took me two miles away! If it weren’t for the neighbors finding me quickly, I don’t know what would have happened.
This incident became a deep-seated issue for Old Zhao, so whenever I wanted something, he would only say one word: "Buy!"
When Old Zhao heard me say this, a chill ran down his back, and he angrily shouted at me, "You little brat! What nonsense are you talking about?"
"Dad, let me explain! This brat doesn’t even have a driver’s license; how can he drive?"
Old Zhao’s beard bristled with anger as he kicked hard at Old Zhao’s backside. If he had held back before, this time he showed no mercy.
The sound of painful wails echoed throughout the house.
"I see you, Zhao Changsheng, are really going backward! Isn’t all that money meant for your children? You have so much money in your hands and still want to take it with you? What’s wrong with buying a car worth millions? Will it cost you a piece of flesh?"
As Old Zhao spoke and felt his frustration was not enough, he grabbed a stick from a tree behind him and chased after Old Zhao around the yard.
"Ah! Dad, I'll buy it! Ah!!!"
With affectionate strokes from Old Zhao, he finally agreed to get it for me. At that moment, I had money—yes—but I had my own plans in mind, which left Old Zhao suffering.
After dinner, the two elders went out for a stroll to digest their food. However, Old Zhao called me aside. I immediately prepared to make a run for it; who knew if he was planning to take revenge on me?
Knowing your child better than anyone else, Old Zhao simply said lightly, "Don’t you want to resolve those issues?"
Hearing this made me freeze mid-step as I squeezed my buttocks together and followed behind Old Zhao. Even though it was Old Zhao, I still had to be cautious; who knows if he would kick me twice? That would be no joke.
In the backyard, Old Zhao lit a cigarette without even looking at me. "You shouldn’t have come asking how to handle this situation. First of all, can he even enter Lake City? It’s not something he can just decide on his own. Even with Lin’s mall providing cover for him, he can only enter if Ouyang Xiong and I agree."
"Secondly," Old Zhao continued, "Wang Shang's daughter sent someone to trouble you. Your subordinates aren’t just sitting around doing nothing."
What are you afraid of? Stop being timid and just go for it! I'm not dead yet; I'll pave the way for you. If you keep hesitating, what will you use to inherit my legacy? With that timid personality of yours?
After being scolded like that by Old Zhao, I suddenly realized—what am I really afraid of?
Zhao Lun! Didn't you promise to take over Old Zhao's legacy?
Zhao Lun! Don't you want to be a toy for others to play with?
Zhao Lun! What the hell are you so afraid of?
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