"No, no, no! Please, don't!"
When Mengtai thought about the days to come, he felt terrible and kowtowed to Fengtian.
Fengtian looked determined. This incident had already caused a very bad impact. Good things would not go out, but bad things would spread thousands of miles. He would never be able to keep Mengze here any longer.
At this time, the protagonist who had been silent looked at the top of the bed and said calmly: "Tail, get up."
Mengtai could not listen to these words at this time, and there were already marks on his forehead.
"You traitor! I told you to get up, didn't you hear me?!"
Mengze climbed up from the bed, lifted Mengtai up and threw him aside. The pain all over his body was like tearing wounds, causing his whole face to become distorted.
"Dad, haven't you made enough trouble? Do you really want our whole family to live on the streets?" Meng Tai cried with despair on his face.
"Stupid! Why are we living on the streets?"
Mengtai gasped hard, trying to relieve the pain in his body, and glared at Fengtian fiercely: "You old guy is so arrogant! Do you really think I am willing to hold on to this poor place like Shengying?"
Fengtian laughed angrily and pointed to the door: "Then get out of here. Get out of here today!"
Mengtai rushed forward and held Mengze's arm tightly, begging: "Please stop and stop talking nonsense!"
Mengze shook him off in pain and looked at Fengtian mockingly, without any courtesy at all: "Don't worry, we will pack up and leave today, and my son will leave this hellish place with me!"
"Good, better not let me see you again!"
Fengtian stared at him closely. The atmosphere in the room had become extremely cold. He smashed the chair in his way into powder with one palm, and threw away his sleeves angrily.
"You damn thing, you fucking wait! Sooner or later, I, Mengze, will get back this shame today with all the profits! I will completely destroy Shengying!"
Mengze suddenly rushed to the door, having long forgotten that he was still naked, and cursed at Fengtian's retreating figure.
Mengtai quickly pulled him back and slammed the door tightly, blocking out the eyes of those who were either surprised or mocking.
"I see you are really obsessed!" Mengtai grabbed his hair anxiously and turned it around anxiously.
Mengze's face was still distorted in mad rage, and he said gloomily: "Didn't you see the injuries on my body? This is clearly their conspiracy to drive me away! But I am not worried at all. If it becomes a big problem, Take a long-term view!”
"Long term? How long term? Who dares to take you in after being kicked out of Shengying like this? You are my father! You actually dragged me into the water!"
Mengze looked at Mengtai with hatred.
"You idiot! You don't know how many people in Zhulu City want to see Shengying collapse! I have been in Shengying for so many years. Although they guard me like a thief, I am not a vegetarian. As long as I have one hand of Shengying News, are you still worried that we have nowhere to go?”
Mengtai's restless pace gradually stopped and he asked uncertainly: "Dad, have you already thought of a new place?"
"Of course! Don't worry about these, just pack your things and follow your father! With your strength, you can go anywhere!"
Mengze looked at the purple circles under his eyes, his eyes flashing sinisterly.
"Hey! I hope it's as you said!"
The farce ended, and the students who missed the show because they got up late also heard the news afterwards, and everyone in the hospital knew about it.
Mengtai and the injured Mengze, like two down-and-out dogs, picked a quiet moment and drove out of the courtyard angrily, carrying a few bags and being supervised by the tutor.