"Xiaocong, it's okay if dad gets hurt, but if Xiaotian is gone, you won't have a little brother anymore," Rong Shaoze said again.
Xiaocong bit his lip tightly, feeling very conflicted inside.
"Don't hesitate, come on!" Rong Shaoze shouted sharply, causing Xiaocong's heart to ache, and he cried out loud, attacking him.
He punched Rong Shaoze hard in the stomach, sending the man back several steps, though his face still showed a bit of ease.
Lin Xinlan suddenly closed her eyes, feeling a heart-wrenching pain.
"Again!" Rong Shaoze steadied himself and beckoned to Xiaocong.
"Dad, why aren't you fighting back?!" Xiaocong clenched his fists and asked sadly.
Rong Shaoze glanced at Yuan Ye and smiled, "You're my son, I won't fight back. Besides, some people just want to see me get beaten up. If I fight back, what's the point?"
