An Dongyang’s mother froze for a second before hurrying after him.
An Mingjiang kicked open An Dongyang’s door. "An Dongyang, you rebellious whelp! I’ll beat you to death today...!"
He stormed in, raising a feather duster, but when he saw An Dongyang, he almost didn’t recognize him.
Inside the room, An Dongyang, who had just been seen by a doctor and had his wounds treated, was covered in bandages. His head and face were wrapped as well. Any exposed skin was black and blue. His face was horribly swollen, and one eye was puffed so completely shut he couldn’t open it.
His words were slurred. "Dad, wh-what is it?"
An Mingjiang was speechless.
For a moment, he wasn’t sure if he should even bring the feather duster down. There wasn’t a single uninjured spot on An Dongyang’s body. Even if he wanted to hit him, he wouldn’t know where to land the blow.
He had just returned, seething with rage after a long lecture from his own father and second uncle, only to find his son beaten to this state. A suffocating knot of anger lodged itself in his chest.
After a long moment, An Mingjiang finally suppressed his fury and asked, "Who did this to you?"
An Dongyang said nothing.
If he told him who did it, his gambling and the money he owed Boss Lü would surely be exposed.
If his father knew he had gambled away so much money, he would definitely kill him.
So, An Dongyang kept his mouth shut.
But Xu Wenwan, who had been weeping off to the side, heard An Mingjiang’s question and immediately gave An Dongyang a shove.
"Dongyang, hurry and tell Dad who did this to you! Let him get revenge for you."
She had been asking An Dongyang for ages, but he refused to say a word. Now that his father-in-law was asking, surely he would talk.
That shove nearly made An Dongyang die of anger. ’This idiot! If I could tell him, wouldn’t I have already?’
He wasn’t talking because he *couldn’t*. Xu Wenwan was completely clueless.


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