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Quanqiang Villa, a high-end villa district in Tiannan City.
Inside one of the villas.
Chen Jiutian had just finished bathing and was sitting on the sofa, wrapped in a large bathrobe, his face grim.
This was one of his properties in Tiannan, a "gift" given to him by someone.
Opposite him, his beloved son, Chen Feng, lay sprawled on the sofa, wrapped up like a mummy, only his eyes and two hands showing through the bandages, looking like a sticky rice dumpling.
The scratches were actually trivial skin injuries that mostly required only a band-aid after cleaning, but due to their number and proximity, the doctor had no choice but to wrap him up like this.
In Chen Feng's eyes burned hatred.
"I've only been in Tiannan for two days, and I've ended up like this. How can I face anyone when I go back!"
Under the influence of alcohol, Chen Feng's voice was filled with anger and his emotions seemed somewhat out of control as he yelled at his father.
