Chapter 578: Too Tight-lipped

“Yes, Mother. I got it, I won’t ever lie to Father.”

Liu Rushuang smiled contentedly and gave Fengwu a loving peck on the cheek—in the end, daughters are far obedient and more understanding.

Still, she sighed quietly when she thought about Longyuan. Not even Liu Rushuang herself dared to challenge him at a whim.

How did a child like him who barely grew teeth have the guts to provoke that tyrant? Was his life too peaceful that he needed to do it?

Either way, she could only hope that the boy improved after being taught a lesson!

Back at the front, Han Moze pulled out Longyuan’s hand high over his head, so that his other hand would not reach before smacking it heavily five times with the chopstick.

“Are you going to tell the truth? Huh?” He snapped coldly.

“Sob... You shouldn’t beat children, Father! Violence is bad!”

Longyuan was frowning with pain and continued to cry mournfully. “I didn’t lie, why wouldn’t you trust me, Father? Sob...”

Han Moze took a deep breath—this brat was utterly despicable. Not only would he not admit his mistakes, he would even be such a tough nut to crack.

With that thought, he stopped asking and struck the boy’s hand as hard as he could.

Smack-smack-smack—

Soon, he had hit Longyuan over dozens of times, and Longyuan hands were swelling even larger now. Even Han Moze could not bear to look, since he was still his son.

“Are you going to tell the truth? I’ll spare you if you do!”

“Sob... just kill me! Life is painful since you don’t trust me!”

Longyuan was still crying in despair. His hand stung, but his heart hurt even more—why wouldn’t his father believe him?

Even if he were lying, on what grounds wouldn’t his father trust him? What’s worse, his father actually beat him! And that was wrong!

Children are supposed to be spoiled, not beaten. His father was such a villain.

Hmph! He would rather die than admit, then! What could his father do? We would see if he dared to kill his own son!

In fact, Han Moze was unwilling to hurt Longyuan since he was a crystallization of his and Liu Rushuang’s love. What if the boy became estranged?

Still, the brat would rather die than admit his mistake, which left Han Moze rubbing his forehead in pain.

Whatever—for the sake of educating the child, estrangement it was.

With that thought, Han Moze smiled despite his rage, and coldly snapped, “That’s what you said! Don’t blame me for this! I’ll beat you until you come around today!”

With that, he picked up Longyuan and sprawled him over his lap, pulling down his pants and slapping him heavily on his backside.

Smack-smack-smack—

As he struck the boy, he icily added, “I’ll stop when you tell the truth! Let’s see today if you can be tougher than my palm!”

Longyuan was sweating buckets at the agony, his little face bunched together as he pursed his lips and cried in grief, “Sob... Mother... help... Father wants to kill me... It hurts so much... sob...”

At the back of the palace, Liu Rushuang felt her heart clench—in the end, the boy was her flesh and blood, and her heart suddenly ached at his pain!

“Sob... Mother, help! I’m dying!” Longyuan continued bawling.

His mother would definitely save him since she loved him so much!

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