Chapter 181, Fu Shao was talking about

ale and fair, darkened. His tone was no longer as gentle as before. "No.""No way!" The middle-aged woman stood up abruptly, her eyes flickering with hesitation for a moment before hardening. "Just...d...Zheng Jinbao was completely dumbfounded, staring at his father Zheng Lao with disbelief on his face.

He didn't expect his father not only wouldn't stand up for him, but would slap him and scold him.

Zheng Lao once said that he should focus on studying hard and inherit his company in the future, but now someone is bullying his son.

As a father, he not only doesn't help but also beats his son!

To publicly humiliate him in front of everyone!

Zheng Jinbao couldn't help but get angry. He glared at Zheng Lao, his face burning with rage, and shouted, "Dad, what do you mean You came over here to vent your anger on me, and then you hit me Are you senile"

Lao Zheng was truly exasperated with Zheng Jinbao. Not only did the boy not know his mistake, but he also dared to yell at him, saying he was disrespectful. It was enough to make Lao Zheng furious!

Lao Zheng's anger hadn't subsided. He looked sternly at Song, his secretary, and commanded, "Take him back to solitary confinement for me. Don't let him out for a month! If I find out he escapes again, you needn't bother working here anymore!"

Zheng Jinbao's eyes widened. One month of solitary confinement, no playing, no women allowed.

Good heavens, how is he alive!

"Dad, I'm your son! How can you do this to me It was that man, you should have helped me deal with him!" Zheng Jinbao roared in extreme displeasure, his voice hoarse, his eyes bulging like copper bells.

He doesn't care how people around him look at him, if anyone dares to make fun of him, he'll definitely kill them!

He had to let this out, he couldn't hold it in any longer!

Zheng Lao was really angry, too annoyed to bother with him anymore. He waved his hand and glared severely at Song's secretary, "What are you standing there for Take him away!"

The bodyguard dared not disobey, stepping forward to take Zheng Jinbao away. Zheng Jinbao refused to leave. Song's secretary waved his hand, and the bodyguard unceremoniously drove Zheng Jinbao away.

Zheng Jinbao, bound and gagged, was still desperately shouting, "Damn it, you wait! I will never let you get away with this, you bastards!"

Lao Zheng had a terrible headache and he didn't care how Zheng Jinfu played in private.

As long as he can handle it, he definitely will. But if he gets involved with the Fu family, and continues to protect them, if they become enemies, it will also affect his future business.

He looked at Fu Mo'han and Lin Jinran who had been watching the play from the side, lowering his posture, "My son is poorly taught, I hope Mr. Fu will not bear a grudge against my son and let it go."

This must be Zheng Jinbao's fault. He, a man nearly sixty years old, lowered his posture to speak to Fu Mochen, who was in his thirties. If Fu Mochen still cared about this and held a grudge, it would only make him seem petty.

Mr. Zheng understood this well; knowing when to show weakness appropriately could disarm the other party and prevent them from becoming too forceful. Otherwise, others would perceive him as being inflexible and unwilling to compromise.

Moral blackmail, Old Zheng played it very well, "Today's son must have scared Mrs. Fu too, so tomorrow I will be the host, hoping that Mr. Fu and Mrs. Fu will come and comfort Mrs. Fu."

"No need." Fu Mo Han remained aloof, his eyes cold and clear as he looked at Old Zheng and slowly spoke, "Old Zheng is kind enough. I hope Young Master Zheng can reflect well this time, so that he won't cause Old Zheng any more trouble next time." His voice was neither light nor heavy, yet it sounded like a reprimanding reminder.

Lao Zheng heard it uncomfortably, but he still endured, "As Mr. Fu said."

Fu Mo Han ignored Lao Zheng and, taking Lin Jin Ran's fingers in his, strode away.

Only after they left did Old Zheng straighten his back, staring at Fu Mo-han and Lin Jin-ran's retreating figures with a darkened expression.shelter from the wind but could block the rain. 。Entering the gazebo, Su Han touched the water droplets on her face. She had been drenched all the way but finally found a place to take shelter from t...