The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 1147 - 1170: How Should Life Be Lived

Chapter 1147: Chapter 1170: How Should Life Be Lived

Song Ze’s clothes were torn by the whip, a long trail of blood running from his shoulder down to his armpit.

"If the Song Family has to maintain their so-called glory like this, they might as well fall early," to avoid their little remaining humanity being ground away by power and influence.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Song Father struck again with the whip.

Song Ze didn’t dodge or hide, allowing himself to be whipped.

"You’re saying that you’re wrong," Song Father lifted the whip again.

"I’m not wrong." Even if he were beaten to death, he would still believe he had done nothing wrong.

"You disobedient son..."

As the whip was about to fall once more, a person rushed out from the side and grabbed the whip, "Husband, what are you doing?"

"I’m going to beat him to death." Song Father’s face was flushed red with anger, Song Ze was afraid he would faint from rage, he wanted to persuade him, but didn’t know how to.

He had always spoken without restraint, doing and saying whatever he wanted, always direct and blunt, with no inclination to disguise his true feelings.

Today was no exception.

Asking him to say insincere, flattering things that he didn’t even believe himself was something he simply could not do.

The children of the Song Family didn’t need to please anyone.

"Ah Yu, what are you standing there for? Stop your dad, will you? Song Ze, you go outside first." Song Mother signaled to the two of them.

"Oh." Song Jade stepped forward and snatched the whip from Song Father’s hand.

He just wanted Song Father to step in so that Song Ze wouldn’t intervene anymore, he had not expected Song Father to be furious enough to beat Song Ze.

This made Song Jade feel profoundly guilty, but he also didn’t dare to pull on Song Father’s arm, otherwise, he would end up beating both of them.

Figuring that Song Father would have his limits, he thought it best to let Song Ze learn his lesson the hard way, so he wouldn’t forget.

Song Ze didn’t even look at the people inside as he walked out.

"If you leave, don’t come back," Song Father roared.

"Don’t worry, unless you beg me, I won’t come back," Song Ze responded, walking away without turning his head.

"Listen to this, just listen to him," Song Father trembled with anger.

"Alright, the second child is already like that, do you still want to beat the third one to death? How do you expect me to live through the days to come?" Song Mother wiped her tears.

Her tears made Song Father’s heart soften, he hurriedly wiped her tears, and after a long while, he sighed, "Fine, as long as he doesn’t make this kind of mistake again, let’s put this matter behind us."

Song Ze drove away from the Song Family and arrived at the dormitory.

Unlike Song Jade, he didn’t stay at home year-round nor did he have several other houses besides the Song Family residence.

He had only the domestic dormitory arranged for him by the embassy.

Which was considerate, in a way.

Usually, no one stayed there, unless he occasionally came back, didn’t want to go home, or didn’t have time to go home.

Song Ze had just stepped out of the elevator when he saw the person leaning against the wall.

Gu Yan was wearing a knitted sweater with a black leather skirt beneath, revealing a section of slender legs, youthful and fashionable, yet fiery.

Song Ze’s gaze lingered on her for three seconds before he walked past her.

"Hey," Gu Yan followed closely behind him, "Am I that invisible to you?"

Could he really just walk past her like this and ignore her completely?

Song Ze continued walking forward as if he hadn’t heard her.

Gu Yan didn’t continue talking but persistently followed him to his dormitory, watching as he opened the door.

As he was about to close the door, Gu Yan quickly wedged half her body through, "I haven’t even eaten dinner yet, and I came to find you. Is this how you treat me?"