Lei Siren was still trying hard to cover up his mistakes.
He wanted Xia Zhenfeng to give him another chance.
Unfortunately for him.
From the moment he stepped through the door, Xia Zhenfeng never intended to let him off easily.
What did that little slap from Lin Yu even count for?
The true price to pay had always been a dual torment of both body and mind.
Xia Xiashan slowly stood up, clenching her fists as she stared at Lei Siren.
Even though she had known about the recording beforehand.
Hearing the full content of the conversation still made it difficult for her to suppress the anger in her heart.
She even wanted to disregard her image and rush out immediately to teach Lei Siren a bloody lesson.
The only thing holding her back was the fact that her dad had arranged everything.
Going up and giving him a couple of painless smacks wouldn't mean anything.
It was better to wait patiently for now; her dad would definitely get justice for Weiwei.
On the surface.
Weiwei's relationship with the family had been very poor over the past two years.
In reality.
Xia Xiashan knew very well that her dad cared deeply about Weiwei.
Even though she had moved out and acted as if she was constantly opposing their dad.
Every week, Xia Zhenfeng would ask Xia Xiashan about her sister's situation.
The closer the relationship, the harder it was to say certain things face-to-face.
It was only when trouble arose that this deep care would prominently show itself.
"Xiaolan, you certainly didn't expect things to turn out this way, did you?"
"How do you plan to explain this to me now?"
Xia Zhenfeng said with a stern expression.
His eyes, in particular, swept over Lei Siren.
The lethal intent in them was so strong that it nearly scared Lei Siren into paralysis.
Hong Lan never imagined that her son would cause such a massive disaster.
If her stance right now was even slightly lacking, she would have to face Xia Zhenfeng's mad fury.
The fact that Xia Zhenfeng hadn't made a move yet meant he was already giving Hong Lan face for the sake of their years of friendship.
Hong Lan knew exactly what Xia Zhenfeng's bottom line was.
"You little brat!"
"Did you drink too much?"
"How dare you speak so disrespectfully about your sister! I'm going to beat you to death today!"
Hong Lan feigned furious rage, standing up and grabbing her handbag to smash it against her son.
Smack!
Smack smack!
...
"Ouch, I was wrong!"
"Mom, stop hitting me, I was really wrong!"
"I was just confused for a moment and said the wrong things. I just wanted to show off in front of my cousin."
"I really don't think that way in my heart, absolutely not!"
"..."
Lei Siren wailed repeatedly, clutching his head and half-squatting.
He made movements to dodge, but didn't dare to actually get out of the way.
Lei Siren was just foolish, not truly stupid.
No matter what, he had to take this beating today.
If he didn't take a beating from his own mother, there was no telling who would be the one to lay hands on him later.
The couple of strikes Hong Lan threw sounded fierce and windy.
But the actual damage was almost zero.
At most, it just bruised her son's ego, having no real physical effect.
Hong Lan also knew very well that just doing this couldn't possibly satisfy Xia Zhenfeng.
It was just that things had happened too suddenly, leaving her with little time to think.
While beating her son, she was constantly thinking.
What exactly did she have to do today to protect this brat and also quell Xia Zhenfeng's anger?
In the future, there was definitely no chance left between her son and Weiwei.
The only thing Hong Lan wanted to fight for now was...
The business cooperation between their two families!!
This was the most important link!
She absolutely could not let her son's stupidity anger Xia Zhenfeng and sever the business ties between their families.
The reason she had her son get close to Weiwei and bridge the gap between them in the first place.
Was precisely because the Lei family's business completely relied on the Xia family's support.
Once Xia Zhenfeng withdrew his capital, it would be a fatal blow to the Lei family.
Anyway, no one was going to die.
Today, no matter what it took, she had to make Xia Zhenfeng's anger subside.
"Come here!"
"Get over here right now!"
Halfway through the beating, Hong Lan tossed her handbag aside.
She grabbed Lei Siren by the ear.
"It hurts... Mom, be gentle, it really hurts..."
Lei Siren tilted his head, his mouth still begging for mercy non-stop.
Pulling and dragging, Hong Lan hauled Lei Siren right in front of Xia Zhenfeng.
Even when standing behind Hong Lan, Lei Siren couldn't help but feel terrified.
Let alone now, facing Xia Zhenfeng directly.
Lei Siren's legs went weak in waves, completely unable to muster any strength.
He actually slid straight down to his knees on the floor!
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