Chapter 440: Chapter 312: Judgment of Justice (Part 3)

Damn it, there’s no way to avoid this beating, but he’s still my dad; can he really kill me with his own hands?

Besides, maybe after this beating, the anger of the three girls might subside a bit?

"Alright, alright, I’m going out."

Li Peifeng saw the eyes of the two women looking at him like he was an enemy. He gritted his teeth and surprisingly took the lead to step out.

"You little bastard!!"

Li Qiyuan was still standing guard at the door, his face dark. When he saw someone appear, a flash of light gleamed in his eyes. He aimed a rolling pin straight at Li Peifeng’s chest, showing no mercy, swift and resolute...

Li Peifeng had an extraordinary physique; the speed of the blow was slow for him, and he could easily dodge it, but he didn’t dare to because two girls were standing behind him, so he had to block it with his arms.

"Bang~"

The blow numbed Li Qiyuan’s right hand, and Li Peifeng cried out in pain, quickly running to the living room: "Don’t hit me, Dad, let’s calm down and talk this out nicely. Beating me won’t solve any problems..." 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

"Talk? Sure! But only after the beating!"

"No, why are we, as father and son, seeking peace through conflict?"

"Hold it right there!!"

Li Qiyuan tightly gripped the rolling pin and chased Li Peifeng relentlessly. No one stood in the way; they all sat in the dining area watching the show.

"Let’s eat first."

Yu Huizhi dryly said: "Don’t worry about them, let’s eat our fill first... Manning, come, let me serve you a bowl of soup."

In this family education scene, the three girls couldn’t continue the previous topic. They silently picked up their bowls and ate, but occasionally glanced at the father-son chase in the living room.

It was certain this wasn’t a fake beating; it was real!

"Bang!"

The rolling pin hit Li Peifeng’s back.

"Ah!"

The rolling pin hit Li Peifeng’s shoulder again.

"Hiss~"

The cries of pain continued, and although the three felt a bit relieved, the "music" made it hard to eat.

Yu Huizhi, of course, felt heartbroken. Even though she was very, very angry at first, when she saw the rolling pin fall on her son repeatedly, she couldn’t bear it either.

But since the three main victims hadn’t said anything, Yu Huizhi naturally couldn’t end this rightful trial due to favoritism. She could only hope Li Qiyuan knew when to stop, understanding that this was just for show, without truly injuring Li Peifeng too badly; otherwise, who would take care of them in their old age...

"Hand, my arm’s broken!"

"Your right hand? Isn’t your left hand fine? I’ll hit your left hand as well, break both and take you to the hospital!"

"Stop chasing, stop chasing."

"Hiss~ whoosh~ stay right there!"

A full five or six minutes passed, and Li Qiyuan, while hitting and chasing, was gasping, yet refused to give up on the wildly running Li Peifeng.

The latter understood that now he could dodge, but he couldn’t genuinely avoid the beating by locking himself in his bedroom. If he did that, not only would his parents remain angry, the three girls wouldn’t calm down either. It was best to take a few real hits so their anger would subside upon seeing his pitiful state. Then the matter could be resolved more easily.

Therefore, Li Peifeng only ran within the sightlines of the living room, kitchen, and dining room, occasionally pausing to make faces at Li Qiyuan, intentionally taking a few hits.

Initially, Li Qiyuan was agitated and hit Li Peifeng hard once, but when the rolling pin landed, he calmed down, realizing they were half in play, waiting for someone in the dining room to intervene so he could step down gracefully...

But neither Zhao Qingge nor Wu Wenyue nor Xu Manning had the intention to speak up. They just sat and watched the show.

This exhausted Comrade Li Qiyuan, tiring and angering him. Seeing Li Peifeng deliberately stopping, he delivered another hard blow—not lacking in strength, but aimed at the buttocks.

"Hey, why is this one so hard?!"

Li Peifeng grumbled softly in anger: "Dad, that’s enough! A few visible bruises on my arms and legs are okay, but I’m too old to get spanked?"

"Bang! Admit your mistake or not?!"

In a display of disappointment, Li Qiyuan directly kicked Li Peifeng, sending him from the kitchen back to the living room. Once the two entered a corner obscured from the dining area’s view, he murmured furiously, "Is it that no one cares about you? It’s been this long, and the three of them, none of them got up to help—there’s no one even speaking up. Tell me, don’t you deserve this beating!"

"Wait a little, soon someone will stop you," Li Peifeng replied quickly before crying out in pain again, "Ah, stop it, my leg, my leg’s broken!"

"Bang!"

Li Qiyuan, coordinating, hit the water cooler’s jug with the rolling pin, frowning, "What’s this about you and your supervisor? How did it escalate to meeting the parents?! A step ahead of Wenyue and Manning, huh?"

Li Peifeng whimpered, acting hurt and not replying.

"I’m telling you, you have to make a choice, or your mom and I will never forgive you... bang!"

After saying this, Li Qiyuan kicked Li Peifeng’s butt, then whispered, "If you can’t decide, I’ll give you a suggestion."

"What?"

"Whichever one of them speaks up first to break it up, you choose her."

That was indeed a good idea. Although it seemed forced, it was filled with wisdom. Under these circumstances, the one who would help Li Peifeng first would likely be the one who loved him the most and was the most tolerant of him.

But Mr. Li’s choice was always to have it all, so he didn’t take the advice. Limping but quickly, he ran back to the kitchen, alarmed: "No, I really can’t, my leg’s broken, Mom, hurry and persuade Dad!"

"..."

As Yu Huizhi couldn’t resist the outburst of maternal love, tightly gripping her rice bowl, she was about to speak up when Wu Wenyue spoke first.

"Auntie, I still have to take him to meet my parents tomorrow."

Zhao Qingge’s face turned; she thought, are you still not giving up? Oh? A way out!

Yu Huizhi was secretly delighted, hesitatingly said, "Oh, you told your parents already, but..."

Xu Manning pursed her lips, "Apart from that, Peifeng and I are going to Shanghai in a few days for a vacation. Endpoint’s website invited him to the annual meeting."

Li Qiyuan slowed his steps, figuring it was time to stop; he exhaled a breath of relief, but still with an air of anger, pointed the rolling pin at Li Peifeng: "Come out here, let me break both of your legs. You won’t be going anywhere, just lying at home to avoid causing trouble!"

"Come on, dear, calm down first!"

Having found a way out, Yu Huizhi also got up to block Li Qiyuan, but since neither Wu Wenyue nor Xu Manning had been clear enough, she hesitantly looked at the two girls, wanting to say something: "Why don’t you persuade him?"

Breaking up a fight—those words shouldn’t come from a mother; better it comes from these three in front...

"Mr. Li... uncle," Zhao Qingge glanced at the kitchen, seeing Li Peifeng wincing in pain, rubbing his arm, she frowned and said, "He still has homework and novels to write, don’t hurt his hands, it’ll delay his work."

Wu Wenyue added with pursed lips, "And don’t hit his face, it’ll affect tomorrow’s meeting."

Xu Manning glanced at Mr. Li’s lower half, "Uncle, forget the leg too, or he won’t be able to attend the conference in Shanghai."

The three all spoke up, and Li Qiyuan thought to himself, finally no need to chase, his expression slightly softened, but still somewhat annoyed: "Alright, today I’m giving them face. Once they leave, I’m not through with you yet!"

After saying this, he was about to put down the rolling pin and end this farce when someone muttered softly...

"No need to wait for us to leave; you can sort him out now."

"Can’t hit the face, hands, or legs but can hit the butt, hitting the butt is fine."

"Feels like it’s too light—uncle, are you too soft-hearted to hit hard?"

The intervention came, but it didn’t fully stop it! There was a step down, but not enough to go downstairs onto!

Li Qiyuan thought and thought, yet still held onto the rolling pin, face expressionless, as he walked into the kitchen...

"These past 23 years, I haven’t hit you; this is your childhood lacking, contributing to your character flaw. Today I’ll make up for it all; I want you to grow properly!"