Xiao Lang returned to his senses, and there was no expression on his indifferent face.

"Turn on the TV."

"Yes

When Disheng turned on the TV hanging on the wall of his study, the picture flashed, showing an old man in his fifties.

He was sitting at a large desk in a white shirt and black vest.

He is Xiao Lang's father, Xiao Zibin.

Xiao Zibin was leaning against a leather swivel chair with a cigar between his fingers. His face was cold and expressionless.

A pair of eagle eyes sharp cold, like a knife, so sharp that people dare not look directly.

Xiao Lang stood respectfully in front of the TV set and bowed respectfully at 90 degrees: "father, what instructions do you have?"

"Xiao Lang, don't you know that you did something wrong?" Xiao Zibin asked coldly.

Xiao Lang's eyes flashed and his face was not good.

He didn't straighten up: "father, I know I didn't follow the plan. Please give me a little more time, I promise to finish the task next time. "

The man in the picture raises his eyes slightly, and his eyes are more sharp and sinister.

"Why don't you listen to doctor song, why don't you let that girl recover her memory?"

“……” Xiao Lang still kept the posture of bending at 90 degrees. He pursed his lips and did not defend himself.

At this time, all the excuses are useless.

"Father, I won't next time."

"Xiao Lang, do you know? You've wasted a lot of my time. "

"I'm sorry..."

"We have prepared for so many years, and now we must not fail. Xiao Lang, remember to me that you can't be emotional at any time Xiao Zibin's voice is faint, but inexplicably gives people a sense of suffocation danger.

Xiao Lang whispered, "I know."

"Well, I'll give you another chance. Go and learn a lesson. Don't be confused next time. " After Xiao Zibin finished, he turned off the video conversation.

Xiao Lang straightened up, pursed his lips and lifted his hand to unbutton his shirt.

His slender fingers slowly unbuttoned, then took off his shirt and threw it on the ground, revealing his stout wheat upper body.

"Go and get the whip." He knelt down and said faintly to di Sheng behind him.

"Young master..."

"You want to disobey orders?" Xiao Lang's voice still has no ups and downs.

"Yes Dishon turned to get the whip.

The whip is made of cowhide and can be wound several times on the hand. It is very strong.

Disheng held the handle of the whip and stood behind him, looking at the faint, crisscross marks on his back, hesitated not to do it.

Xiao Lang lowered his eyes and said faintly, "a hundred times."

"Young master, too much!"

"Fight!" If you don't do it 100 times, your father won't be satisfied.

This time, he disobeyed his father's order and prevented Jiang Yufei from restoring his memory, which has already angered his father.

How can he let his father down if he doesn't do a hundred times

If the father doesn't get angry, he won't leave these things to him. He will send others.

Other people will not be kind to Jiang Yufei.

In order to do his best to protect Jiang Yufei, he can only bite his teeth and suffer a hundred times

"Don't dawdle, and get started!" Xiao Lang spoke in a deep voice.

Disheng saw that he insisted, so he had to raise his whip and beat it hard!

"Pa Pa Pa --"

the sound of the whip reverberates in the study, which makes people tremble and shiver.

But the sound insulation effect of the study is very good, people outside won't hear the sound inside.

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