Chapter 43: Ten whips only

Chapter 43 Ten Whips Only
Steward Shen lowered his head consciously and took the whip handed by the servant. Under Shen Chuchen's smirking gaze, the man restrained the subtle unbearableness in his heart.
He closed his eyes, thinking of the young boy's sober eyebrows, he only felt that his boss' actions at this time seemed to be killing him.
Why can't you get along with a child?
Not only was Steward Shen at a loss for this question, even Ye Sang was a little unclear.
She struggled a few times and tried to pull off the hand of her father's small mouth, but Huo Yao remained indifferent.
When he saw Shen Chuchen's brutal behavior, his indifferent brows faintly showed a somewhat leisurely look.
Shen Chuchen curled his lips carelessly, "How many years will it take to calm down? Is ten strokes enough?"
"Uncle Shen...Um..." Ye Niannian stared in shock, and when he saw Steward Shen brought the whip, he instantly realized that something was wrong.
He opened his mouth to explain, but Shen Chuchen saw the boy's intention at a glance, stretched out his hand to slowly block his mouth, lowered his voice gloomily, "Shut up."
"I'm not Huo Yao, and you're not my child, just say something more and throw you into the snake cave to play."
It can be seen that Shen Chuchen, a man of evil taste, is deliberately torturing Duan Jin Yan.
With that gloomy tone, people who didn't know thought that Duan Jin Yan had laid his ancestral grave.
Ye Niannian was so scared that his small face turned pale, and he stared at the scene in front of him with a little fright. He always felt that he was in trouble this time.
...
Hearing what he said from his adoptive father, Duan Jin Yan's lips curled up as expected, and he smirked slightly.
A pair of clear and beautiful eyes swept over everyone present, and that amorous face that was almost eccentric, quiet enough to make people feel chills.
Steward Shen, who received the order, walked up to Duan Jinyan and glanced at him with a rather complicated look.
...I don't know what the young master did, so that their master thought and tried every possible means to torture.
The beautiful and delicate young boy turned his head and didn't know what he was thinking. At this moment, he looked at the little guy who was tightly guarded by Huo Yao, his lips curled up and smiled somewhat mockingly.
At the moment when Steward Shen slashed his whip, Huo Yao didn't want to cover Ye Sang's eyes.
"Snapped--"
With a fierce whip down, the ten-year-old boy's back was instantly cracked, his eyes fell silent, his thin spine was slightly bent, and cold sweat was concentrated on his forehead.
After the first whipping, the scene was silent.
Ye Niannian was so frightened that he dared not say a word, and even knelt directly on the ground with soft legs.
He had heard from his family a long time ago that Shen Chuchen was cruel, and his frenzy was comparable to that of Huo Yao.
The five-year-old Ye Niannian didn't believe in this evil, so he wanted to quarrel with his parents and come to Shen's house to play.
Father Ye broke, but he had to agree.
This is simply not coming to know, I was taken aback.
"Uncle Shen don't fight anymore, it's going to happen again." Ye Niannian's heart jumped, ignoring his previous fears, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to catch Shen Chuchen, but was avoided by the man indifferently.
I saw Shen Chuchen blinking leisurely with a seemingly non-smiling smile, "Ten whips, if you can't stand this, why do you think Duan Jinyan lives in Shen's house?"
In the Shen family, where black and white are all eaten, all kinds of shameless transactions and underground organizations are constantly emerging.
These methods have long been commonplace for Huo Yao as a fellow of Shen Chuchen.
(End of this chapter)