"Brother Feng, aren't we brothers?"

Wu Hanfeng nodded: "Yes."

"Brother, you're in trouble! You have to save me!"

"Why would I save you?"

"At least say a few words in my defense!"

"You have a good relationship with my dad."

"He used to camp out in our class. You could tease him a thousand times, but he still treated you like his first love."

"He'll definitely listen to you!"

Wu Hanfeng glanced at Zhao Yuanchao sitting next to him.

Zhao Yuanchao did not look at him.

He simply put down the bowl of porridge and wiped his hands with a towel.

The movements are slow.

But very seriously.

Wu Hanfeng looked away and shook his head, saying, "I told you to take it easy yesterday."

"I've reminded them more than once."

"What was your answer?"

Zhao Yihang choked.

He said yesterday that at worst, he would call Uncle Long after he finished correcting the mistake, apologize, and act cute.

It's someone I know, so I'm not afraid.

The problem is, he considered Uncle Long.

I didn't consider my biological father.

Others can act cute.

On the father's side, acting cute will likely only make the Seven Wolves run away faster.

Zhao Yihang immediately replied, "I now realize the problem!"

"very good."

Wu Hanfeng patted his hand.

"Once you're inside, express yourself well."

"I'm not going in!"

"You're already inside."

Zhao Yihang: "..."

He simply grabbed Wu Hanfeng's arm.

"You can't leave anyway!"

"Yesterday you said, 'Today I'm the boss, what I say goes!'"

Wu Hanfeng looked down at him.

That was yesterday.

"You'll be in charge of the on-site inspection, and I'll cooperate with you."

"Today is not an inspection day."

"Today is your home."

After saying that, he gently struggled.

They couldn't break free.

Zhao Yihang held on very tightly, looking like a koala clinging to his arm.

Wu Hanfeng looked at him for two seconds, then kicked him away from his shin.

Zhao Yihang stumbled and fell back into his chair.

Taking the opportunity, Wu Hanfeng pulled his arm back and took a step back.

"Even an upright official finds it difficult to settle family disputes!"

"You and your son should resolve your own issues!"

Zhao Yihang still wanted to pounce on him.

Wu Hanfeng had already taken the eggs and quickly walked to the door.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to nod to Zhao Yuanchao.

"Comrade Zhao, breakfast is good."

"Take your time eating."

Zhao Yuanchao finally raised his eyes.

"Are you done eating?"

"I'm done eating."

"Then let's go out."

Wu Hanfeng nodded and stepped out of the private room without hesitation.

Li Cuicui immediately pulled him aside.

Zhao Yihang stood up from his chair and called out one last time, "Brother Feng!"

Wu Hanfeng waved his hand from outside the door.

"You were so brave yesterday."

Be brave today too.

Then, the figure disappeared.

Zhao Yihang stood there, his heart completely cold.

Only the father and son remained in the private room.

The aroma of meat buns still lingered in the air.

The porridge on the table was still steaming.

But Zhao Yihang could no longer feel any warmth.

Zhao Yuanchao slowly stood up.

I walked to the door.

Reach out and grasp the doorknob.

"Bang!"

The door to the private room was slammed shut.

Zhao Yihang shuddered.

Yesterday, his shout stopped the army commander, division commander, and a group of department leaders from their actions.

Today, the moment Zhao Yuanchao closed the door, his soul almost left his body.

Zhao Yuanchao turned around.

He didn't scold her immediately.

Just looking at him.

Zhao Yihang managed to force a smile.

"dad."

Zhao Yuanchao nodded.

"You know each other?"

"I've always known him."

"How come I didn't notice it yesterday?"

"Yesterday was work."

"it is good."

Zhao Yuanchao nodded again.

"Yesterday was work."

"You can criticize me, I'll accept it."

"The military uniform is not in good order, I will rectify it."

"I've finished writing 15,000 words."

He took a step forward with each sentence he spoke.

With each sentence Zhao Yihang heard, he took a small step back.

When I stepped back, my leg touched the chair.

There's no room left.

Zhao Yuanchao stopped in his tracks.

"And now?"

Zhao Yihang's throat tightened.

"Now...have breakfast."

"right."

Zhao Yuanchao's hand slowly reached towards his waist.

"We've almost finished breakfast."

"We, father and son, should also have some time to connect."

"Dad, feelings can be communicated with words."

Zhao Yihang immediately replied, "Haven't you always emphasized the importance of communication?"

"How many times did I communicate with you yesterday?"

Zhao Yihang remained silent.

Zhao Yuanchao said, "I gave Wu Hanfeng a wink."

"You said I was trying to get close to you."

I moved two steps to the side.

"You asked me if I was trying to bribe the police."

I misspelled a punctuation mark.

"You squatted down next to me and explained grammar to me for ten minutes."

"I've emphasized discipline to other leaders, but not in as much detail as you!"

Zhao Yihang quickly explained, "I just want you to improve."

Zhao Yuanchao looked at him.

"I hope you improve now too."

"This progress can be slowed down a bit..."

"Click."

The belt buckle was opened.

The sound wasn't loud.

Zhao Yihang heard it very clearly.

Zhao Yuanchao slowly pulled out his belt.

The black leather belt was straightened in his hand.

The logo on the buckle flashed briefly in the morning light.

Seven Wolves.

Zhao Yihang's pupils suddenly contracted.

Yesterday, he had identification, a notebook, and law enforcement equipment on him.

Today, his father only had a belt.

The number of equipment has decreased.

However, its deterrent effect has been greatly enhanced.

Zhao Yihang immediately went around to the other side of the chair.

"dad!"

"Please calm down!"

Zhao Yuanchao gently folded the belt in his palm.

"I am very calm."

"Please put down your belt, then I'll believe you're calm!"

"Yesterday I told you to put down your pen, did you?"

Zhao Yihang: "..."

broken.

He discovered that every word he said yesterday could now become a stone thrown at him.

And without exception.

Zhao Yuanchao pointed at him.

"come over."

Zhao Yihang shook his head.

"Let's talk right here."

"come over!"

"Dad, distance doesn't affect the effectiveness of communication!"

"It affects the effectiveness of education."

The words fell.

The belt snapped against the back of the chair.

Zhao Yihang immediately darted out.

The speed was so fast that you couldn't tell at all that he had just had an injection in his buttock a few days ago.

He walked around the dining table and was on the other side in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Yuanchao stood still and looked at him.

"They run pretty fast."

Zhao Yihang braced his hands on the edge of the table.

"Dad, let's reason this out!"

"I performed my duties according to the law yesterday and did not make any arbitrary corrections!"

Zhao Yuanchao snorted coldly.

"There is nothing wrong with performing one's duties in accordance with the law."

"You leave room for others to make changes, but with me, I can discuss a single comma for half an hour."

"You never looked away from the corners of your mouth while you were staring at me yesterday!"

"Do you think I can't see it?"

Zhao Yihang opened his mouth.

This time, I couldn't find any rebuttal.

Zhao Yuanchao lifted the belt.


"And what about here?"

"Is the teapot on the left?"

Zhao Yihang immediately grabbed the teapot.

"I'm speechless!"

"Dad, I'll pour it for you right now!"

"Too late!"

Zhao Yuanchao walked around the corner of the table and lashed out with his belt.

Zhao Yihang quickly moved to the side.

The first drop landed on the outside of the trouser leg.

It was still loud even through the clothes.

"Snapped!"

"Ouch!"

Zhao Yihang immediately jumped up.

Yesterday, the shouts of "Please stand at attention" were so loud.

The sound of "ouch" was quite loud today.

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