Chapter 283: Handle It Yourself

“Your son knows exactly what he did. Why don’t you ask him? I’d like to find out myself.”

Xu Shaochen nodded and pointed at Liu Sanpao, speaking lightly.

Zhao Cheng’an’s gaze fell on Liu Sanpao.

Thud! Liu Sanpao’s legs gave out, and he immediately knelt on the ground. “Chairman Zhao, pardon me! I was just following Young Master Zhao’s orders!”

“Speak!” Zhao Cheng’an’s face was terrifyingly dark as he squeezed the word through his teeth.

“Dad…” Zhao Hao’s face changed dramatically.

Smack!

Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Cheng’an slapped him hard and coldly said, “Shut up! Did I say you could speak?”

Zhao Hao’s expression was complicated. He stood there with a hesitant look on his face but did not utter another word.

“Young Master Zhao had me…” Liu Sanpao, trembling, recounted all the things Zhao Hao had made him do over the years.

Drugging women, ruining people’s futures—he’d done almost every evil deed imaginable, short of murder and arson.

With each confession of Liu Sanpao, Zhao Cheng’an’s face grew darker, and Zhao Hao’s face paler.

“Chairman Zhao, that’s… that’s all. It was all on Young Master Zhao’s orders. I didn’t dare refuse. Please, let me go. Please.”

After finishing, Liu Sanpao knelt on the ground, repeatedly kowtowing, knowing Zhao Hao wouldn’t let this go easily.

“Good, very good. I never thought I’d raise such an outstanding son.”

Zhao Cheng’an was so furious that he laughed in anger. His face was dark enough to drip water, rage filling his chest.

With all the things Zhao Hao had done, if even a single one of them was exposed with evidence on the internet, how many messes would Zhao Cheng’an have to clean up? “Handle this yourself. Also, this guy used gutter oil to cook. I ate two bites just now, so deal with him too.”

Xu Shaochen casually threw out a remark, then got up and left with his people.

“Take care, Chairman Xu.”

Zhao Cheng’an respectfully escorted Xu Shaochen to the door, feeling humiliated as his old face flushed with shame.

Once Xu Shaochen left, Zhao Cheng’an’s gaze fell back on Zhao Hao.

“Dad, Dad, no matter what, I’m still your son. At least I didn’t kill anyone…” Zhao Hao forced a smile, hoping to play the emotional card.

Bang!

Zhao Cheng’an kicked him hard, following it up with punches and kicks. “You disgraceful scum! You’ve embarrassed me completely today! How could you do such things? You have no sense of shame!”

He was truly furious, especially since Xu Shaochen had found out about it. How was he supposed to save face now?

“Dad, I was wrong. I won’t dare do it again. I swear…”

Zhao Hao huddled on the ground, clutching his head, pleading for mercy, his voice choked with sobs.

No matter what, Zhao Hao was his own flesh and blood. Zhao Cheng’an couldn’t possibly beat him to death. Gasping for breath, he said, “Get out… get out of my sight and go straight to Mg Country. Unless you hear from me, don’t ever come back!”

“Dad, I don’t want to go abroad! I…” Zhao Hao quickly interjected. Life overseas wasn’t as good as in the country; would he still dare to act so arrogantly abroad?

Zhao Cheng’an just gave him a cold glance, and Zhao Hao swallowed his words. He knew this was his father’s bottom line.

“Turn yourself in. You know what to say and what not to say. I trust you understand the consequences.”

Zhao Cheng’an left the office with a cold remark, with Zhao Hao hastily following after.

Liu Sanpao collapsed on the ground as if all his strength had been drained, his eyes filled with despair.

If he turned himself in, it would be a death sentence or at least life imprisonment.

Spending the rest of his life in prison—how could he accept that?

But Zhao Cheng’an had spoken. He didn’t even have the courage to run.

He might be able to escape, but what about his family? Besides, Zhao Cheng’an would undoubtedly keep an eye on him. There was no way he could escape Zhao Cheng’an’s reach in Yunzhou.

In the beginning, he clung to Zhao Hao just to have a backer, someone to rely on to get things done with confidence.

But he never dreamed that in the end, everything would fall apart because of Zhao Hao. He couldn’t protect him at all.

In retrospect, from the moment he started kowtowing, he had positioned himself as a mere dog.

And who would care about the life or death of a dog? ………

Meanwhile.

Xu Shaochen took Zhao Qingyu to a different restaurant. High-end restaurants and hotels were more reassuring.

After dinner, Xu Shaochen sent her back and received the mercantile guild’s bylaws from Zhang Wei, which were now complete.

Working overnight, Xu Shaochen gathered everyone and officially established the organization.

The core of the organization was mutual assistance, common development, healthy internal competition, and united external expansion.

The organization was loosely structured but tightly knit through the communication of interests. After all, only interests are eternal.

After settling the matter, they had a couple of drinks together before Xu Shaochen returned to the hotel.

Zhao Cheng’an personally drove him back. On the way, he apologized for Zhao Hao’s misdeeds and promised to compensate the victims.

He felt the need to clarify things to Xu Shaochen, fearing that Xu might harbor any resentment. After all, Zhao Hao should be in prison, but he was sent abroad instead.

But Xu Shaochen understood. After all, Zhao Hao was his own son—how many people could truly put righteousness before family? And besides, Zhao Hao hadn’t killed anyone. The fact that Zhao Cheng’an was willing to compensate the victims was the best outcome.

Upon returning to the hotel, Xu Shaochen informed Mei Liangxin and Liu Rushuang that they would return to Jiangzhou tomorrow.

There wasn’t much left to do in Yunzhou; everything had been handled. But there were still many matters waiting for them in Jiangzhou.

Mei Liangxin and Liu Rushuang naturally had no objections; Liu Rushuang had always obediently followed Xu Shaochen.

As for Mei Liangxin, he was mostly a stay-at-home guy. Whether in Yunzhou or Jiangzhou, it made no difference—just a new place to play his games.

After shooing Mei Liangxin back to his own room, Xu Shaochen took Liu Rushuang to bed.

“What are you doing? Stop, I don’t want to tonight. Husband, please don’t bully me.”

Liu Rushuang coyly protested, half-resisting, half-yielding. This kind of playful flirting was irresistible, making Xu Shaochen want to devour her whole.

When a woman says no, it usually ends with: No, don’t stop~

The night was long, the atmosphere filled with the colors of spring. In the hotel bedroom, shadows flickered as the light dimmed, and the moon outside seemed to shy away behind the clouds.