Chen Tong was thrown into the study room by Yu Jingting.
Yu Jingting pressed a switch and a section of the ceiling receded, slowly revealing a foldable metal frame with two steel hooks made of rebar.
Chen Tong had already focused his eyes on it.
What is this?
"You're going to torture me?!!"
What normal household has this kind of thing?
Yu Jingting neatly hung one end of the hemp rope on a hook, and with a tug, Chen Tong was hoisted up, his legs off the ground.
"I had thought that when the kids at home got older and didn't listen, I'd hang them up and spank them, but my kids are too sensible, I never get the chance to use it."
Yu Jingting did want to use this contraption for something different with Suizi, but she firmly rejected it and even gave him a big slap in the face.
"I won't tell you anything, don't waste your energy!" Chen Tong didn't believe this guy would dare to do anything to him.
"Tough talk." Yu Jingting took a cigarette from his pocket and lit it adeptly.
