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    Li Yang, Zhao Quan, and the four bodyguards knelt on the ground, swallowing the paper from the wreaths.

    They didn’t dare to run because they couldn’t bear the consequences.

    So, this bizarre scene unfolded: six grown men crying while eating wreaths.

    They ate until they vomited, their faces turning pale. Eventually, they gnawed on the bamboo strips from the wreaths, their mouths filled with blood, some teeth even knocked out. The pristine floor was stained with dark red blood.

    Everyone who saw this scene felt a chill in their hearts. They secretly vowed never to cross Xu Shaochen in their lifetime.

    Han Tianxiong remained calm. After all, his own son had been forced by Xu Shaochen to eat a porcelain cup. Compared to that, bamboo strips were much less dangerous.

    Li Yang’s lips were numb. He really couldn’t eat any more. He looked at Xu Shaochen and said in a trembling voice, “Don’t push me to the edge!”

    “Bang!”

    Before he even finished speaking, Xu Shaochen lifted his foot and kicked Li Yang.

    “Ah! Ugh—”

    Li Yang screamed as blood spurted from his mouth, and he was sent flying backward, landing on the ground and groaning in pain.

    He felt as if all his internal organs had shifted positions, and a deadly pain surged from his lower abdomen.

    “Take him with us to meet his father!”

    Xu Shaochen coldly commanded, then looked at Sun Hai and said, “I’ll need to trouble Chairman Sun to lead the way.”

    “Mr. Xu, no need to be so polite. It’s my duty,” Sun Hai replied with a smile, though in his heart, he cursed Li Hao’s ancestors a thousand times over.

    Long San and Long Si dragged Li Yang like a dead dog into the car, heading towards the hotel where Li Hao had reserved a private room.

    ………

    Jiangzhou Grand Hotel.

    Imperial Suite.

    At this moment, besides Li Hao, there was a young man in the room who wasn’t much older than Li Yang.

    “Uncle, is this really your favorite painting? Are you sure you want to give it away?”

    The young man held a painting and asked Li Hao.

    Li Hao sighed, “I have no choice. The gift needs to be substantial, or else I wouldn’t bear to part with it!”

    It was an authentic Wu Daozi painting, something he had acquired at great expense in his younger years. But today, he decided to offer it as a gift to Xu Shaochen.

    Indeed, this was just a preliminary gift. The real apology would require something even more valuable.

    After all, Li Yang had forcibly taken the bride from Xu Shaochen’s wedding and had repeatedly humiliated him afterward.

    Xu Shaochen’s humiliation on that day was beyond words; killing Li Hao wouldn’t be an overreaction.

    The young man curled his lips in disapproval. He thought his uncle was making a mountain out of a molehill.

    It was just a young kid. Did the Li Family really need to be so afraid of him? “Bang!”

    At that moment, the door to the private room was kicked open violently.

    The door-kicker was Long San.

    “How dare you! Who are you? Such audacity!”

    Both Li Hao and the young man were startled. The young man stood up and yelled at Long San.

    “Slap!”

    Before he could finish, Long San slapped him across the face. “Our boss doesn’t like to hear nonsense, so you’d better shut your mouth,” he said coldly.

    “You…” The young man was furious, but under Long San’s icy gaze, he didn’t dare say another word.

    “Bang!”

    The next second, Li Yang was thrown into the room, landing directly on the table.

    “Dad! Dad! Save me, Dad!”

    Li Yang saw Li Hao as his savior, instantly crying tears of joy.

    “What… what is going on here? Who did this? Who did this?”

    Seeing Li Yang in such a miserable state, Li Hao was first stunned, then consumed by rage.

    “I did!”

    A cold voice sounded, and Xu Shaochen walked in with Sun Hai.

    “Mr… Mr. Xu…”

    Seeing Xu Shaochen, Li Hao felt like he had been struck by lightning, his mind going blank.

    “Chairman Sun, what’s going on here?” Li Hao swallowed hard and looked at Sun Hai for an explanation.

    Sun Hai first glanced at Xu Shaochen. Seeing no reaction from him, he dared to speak: “Chairman Li, today is the opening day for Mr. Xu’s Company, and your ‘good son’ brought four wreaths as a gift to celebrate.”

    Boom! Li Hao’s whole body tensed up, his face turning red with rage as he stared at Li Yang. “Ungrateful! Ungrateful child!”

    He had been doing everything possible to make amends with Xu Shaochen, seeking a way for the Li Family to survive.

    And what did Li Yang do? He kept adding fuel to the fire! Did he want to burn the entire Li Family to the ground?

    The more he thought about it, the more infuriated he became. Struggling to contain his anger, he slapped Li Yang hard across the face.

    “Slap!”

    A sharp sound echoed as one of Li Yang’s teeth flew out, showing just how powerful the slap was.

    “Dad, save me! Please save me! I don’t want to die! I’m your son! Your son!”

    Li Yang clutched Li Hao’s clothes, crying uncontrollably, his heart filled with terror. The slap’s pain hardly registered.

    Li Hao sighed helplessly. No matter how wrong Li Yang was, there was one truth—he was indeed his son.

    “Mr. Xu, please have mercy!” Li Hao took a deep breath and bowed to Xu Shaochen.

    The young man who was holding the painting was completely dumbfounded, standing there motionless, not knowing what to do.

    Just moments ago, he had looked down on Xu Shaochen and dismissed Li Hao’s actions as unnecessary. Now he understood just how foolish he had been.

    “Mercy? What an interesting word.”

    Xu Shaochen smirked, as if he had heard a funny joke. “How do you propose I show mercy?”

    “Mr. Xu, if you could spare my son, I’ll agree to any condition. Please, give us a way to survive!”

    As he finished speaking, Li Hao dropped to his knees, kowtowing heavily before Xu Shaochen.

    He had started from nothing and knew that dignity was meaningless. Staying alive was all that mattered.

    Only those who know how to bow and kneel will have a chance to rise again.

    A true man knows when to yield and stretch. If you’ve done something wrong and can’t resist retaliation, stand firm and take the blow.

    Xu Shaochen pulled a chair and sat in front of Li Hao, staring at him in silence for a long time before suddenly saying: “I advise you to take a paternity test. Your son is absolutely nothing like you.”

    He couldn’t understand how a man like this could raise such an unworthy son.

    This might be the true meaning of ‘the tiger father doesn’t produce a dog son’, but this might be an exception.

    Li Hao’s face changed colors like a chameleon upon hearing this. With a bitter expression, he said, “Please don’t laugh at me, Mr. Xu. It’s because I failed to discipline him properly that he caused such a disaster.”

    “I do admire you. Don’t say I didn’t give you a chance. I want 50% of your company’s shares, and I want him to disappear from my sight forever. Can you do that?”

    Xu Shaochen pointed at Li Yang, his tone calm.

    He had laid out the terms. While they might seem excessive, it was up to Li Hao to choose between his son and his company.

    This opportunity would only come once.

    If Li Hao didn’t seize it, then Xu Shaochen wouldn’t hesitate to act harshly.

    Chapter Summary

    Xu Shaochen forces Li Yang and others to eat wreaths as punishment. Li Yang attempts to resist, but Xu Shaochen violently subdues him. Later, Xu Shaochen confronts Li Yang’s father, Li Hao, in a hotel. Li Hao kneels and pleads for mercy, offering Xu Shaochen 50% of his company’s shares. Xu Shaochen advises Li Hao to take a paternity test, doubting his connection with his son. In the end, Li Hao faces a fateful decision: sacrifice his son or his company.

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