He Peng saw this and was so scared that he shrank his head. He cried and begged for mercy in a hoarse voice.
"I won't do it again, I won't do it again. Uncle, don't hit me, don't hit me, don't hit me!"
Old he was sobbing when he saw he Peng's reaction.
That nouveau riche must have hit his son a lot.
If he didn't beat he Peng up so often, how would he become like this?
Old he was extremely angry. He wanted to rush to Chen Hong and that man and tear those two bastards apart.
His arms trembled as he hugged he Peng tightly.
"Son, I'm your father. Daddy won't hit you. Daddy will bring you home. Don't be afraid. From now on, daddy will protect you well and won't let anyone bully you again. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Yingluo."
He Peng didn't have any reaction from the beginning to the end, and old he's heart ached.
He left the place with he Peng in his arms, patiently comforting he Peng's emotions along the way.
