The inescapable ex

Chapter 37

In the police station, when Zhang Weiquan arrived, Zhang Shengguang was handcuffed to a chair with his head bowed, all the buttons on his shirt were unbuttoned, his clothes were open, and his arms, eyes, and mouth were covered with scars. On the other side sat three men of the same age. Teenagers, all of them were painted, with bruised noses and swollen faces.

"Mr. Zhang, you are here." Tai City's circle is only that big. Zhang Weiquan was the mayor's secretary when he was young, and later resigned to start his own company to do business. Many famous people in it knew him, "Some of my subordinates saw him beating people in the street and broke Qiu Zixu's head. Now he is sent to the hospital. The others are all with Mr. Qiu's family. Seeing that it was a skin injury, I arrested them all, but your son beat them uncontrollably all the way, so I had to handcuff him.”

"I'm going to kill them," Zhang Shengguang screamed suddenly with red eyes, and the three boys were frightened and huddled together. No one thought that things would turn out like this.

"Shut up, stupid stuff, it's all because you have the nerve to say it." If it weren't for the police station, Zhang Weiquan really wanted to rush up and slap him, "You think your sister is not embarrassing enough, so you have to make trouble Does the world know?"

Zhang Shengguang's cheeks tightened, his fists clenched "clack", and he lowered his head again, tears oozing from the corners of his eyes.

"What are you looking at?" Zhang Weiquan glared at the three boys, "Your parents should be here soon, I won't forget about this matter."

"Uncle, it's none of our business, Qiu Zixu forced us to do it," a fat man begged miserably.

"Hmph, is that right? You dare to do such a thing at a young age. People like you should be sent to prison for discipline." Zhang Weiquan's elegant face was icy cold.

After going through a series of complicated procedures, the parents of those boys said that they were willing to lose money for private use. Zhang Weiquan didn't care about the money. On the way home, he called Director Zhao to ask him to punish him harder and send him directly to prison.

It was already two o'clock in the morning when we got home. Liang Fengrong couldn't sleep. She finally saw her son come back. She was bruised. Although she was angry with him, she felt distressed. When she turned around to get the medicine box, Zhang Weiquan sternly said, "Kneel down. ".

Zhang Shengguang, who was always as stubborn as a rock, actually "thumped" and knelt down on the ground honestly.

Without a word, Zhang Weiquan found a broom from the house and hit him hard on the back, "If you can't read, you can find a girlfriend. What else do you do besides eating, drinking, playing, and fighting? How old is Huanhuan?" , How do you tell her to raise her head and be a human being in the future."

"Weiquan, don't beat him, he is already injured, he will be killed", Liang Fengrong went up to grab him with a broom, "He is useless, but he is still our son...".

"Get out of the way...I have to give him some flair today," Zhang Weiquan was getting angry, he threw his wife away, and hit him on the back with a broom, "It's fine if you're not promising, but at least be obedient to me." , is simply a piece of trash that can't be lifted up."

He became more and more angry, and finally threw the broom to the ground, and he was so angry that he was shaking, "If I had known that I would give birth to a son like you, I might as well not have had one. Your brother alone is enough. I don’t want to care about you anymore, from now on you will go to live in school, you can do whatever you like, you can skip classes if you skip classes, or you don’t care if you don’t study.”

Zhang Shengguang lay on the ground, motionless, without raising his head, his back was so painful that it was about to burst, but it was not as painful as his heart.

Hot tears fell to the ground one by one, he was a superfluous person, an unwanted person.

"Guangzi, get up, your father is angry now," Liang Fengrong cried and stepped forward to help him up. He shook off his mother's hand, rushed into the room, slammed the door, slid down the door slowly, and sat on the ground, silently. crying bitterly.

(End of this chapter)