A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Chapter 903: The Man Who Didn’t Recognize Him



Chapter 903: The Man Who Didn’t Recognize Him

"Look at what you have become, old man? In broad daylight, in a clear and bright state, a man doesn't go to work to pursue his career, but stays at home all day hugging a woman. You are so sentimental!" The old man stomped his crutch repeatedly, a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat, and he couldn't even breathe.

Madam Xiang and the first wife kept leaning on the old man's back and kept persuading him.

"Master, you have been in poor health recently. Please calm down and don't get angry." Madam Xiang said anxiously.

The eldest wife was also afraid that the old man would get sick from being angry. If the old man fell, what would happen to the banker?

"Dad, please speak calmly." It's not worth it to make yourself sick with anger.

Zhuang Zhoucheng's face was gloomy. Did he need others to tell him whether he should go to work or not?

He reached out and pinched the little guy's face. How could he not understand the reason for her sudden change of attitude?

Little thing, you are quite cunning.

He got up from his wife, got down to the ground, and stood in front of the old man with his tall body. His eyes were dark and he asked in a cold voice:

"Dad, I'm holding my own woman, not some other woman, much less a servant. Even though my wife is pregnant, I still cherish her dearly. You're not pleased that your son and his wife have a good relationship, but are trying to hinder it. What are your intentions?"

The old man took a few steps forward, stomped his crutch and said angrily:

"You're so confused! Do you know whose child that little witch is pregnant with? She got fucked abroad and came back to you, and you're so obsessed with this woman that you even want someone else's worn-out shoes?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng's face suddenly became ferocious, and he tried his best to suppress his impatience and anger.

For a long time, Zhuang Zhoucheng stared at his father with a cold gaze, and spoke each word with a sonorous and powerful voice:

"You are my biological father, so I respect you. But you insist on taking advantage of this status to disrespect my elders. Even if I have to face the punishment of heaven, I, Zhuang Zhoucheng, will sever the father-son relationship!"

The old man hesitated for a moment:

"For a woman, you've even abandoned your career and family? A man should be ambitious and have great aspirations. Where is my San'er now?"

The old man picked up the dragon crutch and threw it hard to the ground. The loud bang scared everyone in the hall.

The old man pointed to the sky and asked angrily:

"I have won countless victories throughout my life, and am highly respected. All my children are exceptionally capable. My third son is both intelligent and courageous, skilled in both literature and martial arts, yet he has been bewitched by a woman. Heaven, when will you return my third son to me?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng's face was gloomy, his chest heaving violently, and he suddenly shouted angrily:

"see a visitor out!"

"you……"

Zhuang Zhoucheng glared at his father, "Don't go crazy in front of me! Your goal is to make your son live out his life in loneliness and separation, right? Your son, who hasn't been by your side since he was a child, you can just trample on his happiness like this?"

The old man took a step back and pointed at his youngest son with a shaking finger.

His youngest son, whom he loved and cared about the most, had wronged him so much. As his biological father, how could the old man not feel heartbroken?

"How dare you accuse your old father like this?"

The old man was in tears. How could his youngest son, whom he had been longing for, look at him like this?

"My mother is kind and stupid, so she left my father's position to you. Otherwise, what difference does it make who is my father today?" Zhuang Zhoucheng whispered with red eyes.

After all, I have experienced a lot, and I am about to become a father, so I understand what kind of love a father has for his children.

So he could understand his father's reaction.

What he said was just a warning to his old father, telling him not to take advantage of being the elder of the family to be an accomplice to the evil, and not to think that anyone was qualified to dictate his life!

The old man took several steps back, and Madam Xiang and the eldest wife stepped forward quickly with red eyes to catch him.

When the father and son were quarreling like this, how could Madam Xiang dare to say anything?

She wiped away her tears secretly, feeling sorry for the old man. Madam Xiang did have her own thoughts. After all, she also had children and granddaughters. If she had no selfish motives, she would not try her best to please the old man.

But apart from that little thought, Mrs. Xiang is truly on the side of the old man.

Of all the people in the Zhuang family, the only one who was devoted to the old man was probably Madam Xiang. He was her heaven and everything.

The eldest wife persuaded softly:

"Dad, forget it. It's better to demolish ten temples than to ruin a marriage. If the third child likes this, then it's this. They are still young. If they have a few more children of their own, everything will be compensated."

Madam Xiang glanced at the eldest wife. Could this not be the eldest wife’s wishful thinking?

Madam Xiang wanted to say something, but she couldn't speak at this moment. If she did, the war might be brought to her.

The old man was so angry that he was fuming. It took him a long time to come back to his senses.

Zhuang Zhoucheng glanced at the two nurses and roared angrily:

"Why did you come back? You're a bunch of gluttons! Get out!"

The two nurses were shocked. The man was like cotton, allowing the hostess to flatten and round him a moment ago, but the next moment he immediately turned into a black-faced demon. He could be so cruel to his own father. He was a man who didn't recognize his relatives. He was cold-blooded and heartless!

"Mr. Zhuang, Madam, please go back." The caregiver is not a servant in the family, so how could he know the rules of the Zhuang family?

The new housekeeper whispered nervously, "Old Master, you and the Third Master are both angry. Let's calm down first and find a time to talk it over."

There are pregnant women and elderly people here, and it would not be good for anyone if the matter gets too big.

Zhuang Zhoucheng was ruthless and watched coldly, without any mercy.

Madam Xiang didn't even dare to raise her eyes. How long had Tang San's temper improved recently? As soon as the little goblin came back, he changed immediately.

Mr. Zhuang San, who was once so wise, has fallen!

"Master, let's go back first." Mrs. Xiang said softly.

The old man glared at Huo Yan, and Zhuang Zhoucheng immediately spoke:

"I, Zhuang Zhoucheng, will only have this woman named Huo Yan as my wife in this life. Whether you agree or not, don't even think about interfering in my life anymore. When the child is born, he will naturally not visit you. The child has a father who loves him and a mother who loves him. He can still grow up healthily without a grandfather. Listen carefully, everyone. No one is allowed to interfere in my affairs or my life!"

The old man shouted angrily, "What an injustice, what an injustice!"

He walked out with his old body swaying on a crutch, and he was really hurt by his son.

Who was he running around like this for? But it was not good for him, and it only made the distance between father and son grow wider.

The house finally became quiet. Zhuang Zhoucheng stood facing the door for a long time with his back to Huo Yan.

He understood his father's feelings, but the old man had interfered in his life more than once and made his life a mess more than once, so he had to be cruel to his father.


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