In Hao Nangong's House.
"Pop-" An exquisite glazed bottle shattered on the floor, but that wasn't enough to quell Mr. Hao Nangong's anger. He roared at the butler, "Where's that son of bitch? Where did he go? Why doesn't he come back?"
The butler dared not to lie, trembling, "The man with him said he probably went to the bar."
"Pop-" a glass was shattered, "Probably? I think he did go. Have someone bring him back to me immediately. I'm going to kill him today in case he will bring shame on the family name in the future."
Shuhuai Chen who stood beside gently persuaded him, "Calm down. Your blood pressure will go up again later."
"It's all your fault," Mr. Nangong took aim at his wife, "You are always protecting him. If you hadn't stopped me last time, I would have killed him long ago. So he won’t have a chance to disgrace the Nangong family today."
The last time that Mr. Nangong mentioned was when Hao Nangong lost Venus.
Shuhua didn't dare to speak.
At this time, Hao appeared at the door. When he saw what had happened in the house, he turned around to run while Mr. Nangong shouted, "Grab him."
The two bodyguards standing at the door swarmed up and grabbed Hao tightly.
Hao realized that he couldn't run so he said very consciously to the two bodyguards, "Let me go, I'll go in by myself."
But these two bodyguards, who had always only followed Mr. Nangong's orders, rigidly carried him to the master before letting him go.
Mr. Nangong was flew into a fury at the sight of his son so he casually grabbed and threw the stool by his feet. Hao didn't dare to dodge. The hit of the legs of the chair made him grit his teeth in pain.
He knew his father. The more he dodged, the harder his father hit him.
"Kneel down!" Mr. Nangong stormed.
Hao kneeled on the ground heavily. It was lucky that this place didn't have any glass shards.
"I'll give you the chance to say. Is what the internet says true?"
Hao tilted his head and said firmly, "Of course it's not. I like only women."
Mr. Nangong was a very traditional person, and couldn't even say those words. He said with a red face in anger, "Then why are there pictures of you being intimate with men on the internet?"
"Dad, that's because I was drunk. Those guys are my friends, ordinary friends." Hao stressed.
"Okay, then what were you doing in Thailand?"
Hao felt wronged, "I just went there for a trip. I didn't go to any party. It's all nonsense."
"Then why is there so much bad news that you are..." It’s hard for Mr. Nangong to say the words, so he skipped them and then scolded, "Do you know? A few of your uncles just now called to ask me with sarcasm whether the thing said online was true. You have disgraced our family name."
"Dad, I swear. I only like women." Hao said seriously. "There’s someone specifically against me."
Mr. Nangong squinted his narrowed eyes which indicated sinister motives, "Who?"
Hao looked at his father and said without confidence, "Kerry."
Mr. Nangong was surprised, "Kerry? How could he... " Suddenly, Mr. Nangong remembered the various scandals about Kerry that had been circulating from yesterday, and then looked at his son in front of him and instantly figured it out.
"Is it you who hype the news about Kerry in these two days?" Mr. Nangong asked in a cold voice.
Hao didn't dare to look into his father's eyes, and nodded his head.
Mr. Nangong's anger, which had just subsided a little, burned again. He kicked his son in the shoulder, shouting, "Why did you provoke him? I've warned you to stay away from that man. If you don't do these things secretly, will he target on you?"
Hao was unconvinced, straightening up his neck and saying, "If it wasn't for him, the necklace I gave mom wouldn't have cost that extra four or five million."
"Isn't it just money? Does the Nangong family care about that small amount of money? You've lost his wife. Why don't you let him give vent to his anger on you? You are driving me crazy right now." When finishing his words, Mr. Nangong picked up another chair and prepared to smash it at his son, but his wife hugged his arm.
The screaming stopped and someone softly asked, "Has the earthquake stopped?"
Then, the ground began to shake again, but it’s much weaker than it had just been.
"Ah-"
After the shaking stopped, a man said, "Don't panic. This building is against a magnitude 8 earthquake. It won't collapse."
Then, the anxious figure of Kerry appeared at the entrance of the design department, and he shouted, "Yan Chu."
"Mr. Ye." Meiling He came out from under the table whose usually meticulously combed hair now disheveled.
Kerry asked with concern, "Is everything alright?"
Meiling nodded her head, "Yes."
As soon as everyone saw Kerry, they all stood up from different corners, looking at their boss with eager and panicked eyes.
Kerry pressed down the tension. As so many people looked at him, he couldn't be confused. He took a deep breath and said, "Although the earthquake is suspended, there may be aftershocks. Meiling, you immediately organize evacuation from the stairwell. Men give a hand to woman, hurry up."
"Yes." Meiling turned back and waved at her subordinates, "Everyone quickly leave. Put down your belongings. Come back for them after the aftershocks have stopped."
It's more important to run for your life than to care about the money.
Kerry looked around but didn't find Venus. He asked Meiling who was organizing everyone to leave, "Where's Yan Chu?"
"I don’t know," Meiling also looked around the office and asked aloud, "Where’s Yan Chu?"
Li, whose face was a mess of makeup remembered something suddenly and said, "I saw her go to the restroom."
Kerry ran towards the lounge and around the computer and pushed chairs out of the way. At the door, he found the unconscious woman.
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