C94 (2/2)

”This stinking brat, he really pisses me off. Someone, come and punish me!” The Battle Father suddenly knocked a stick on the ground, trying to wake Zhan Ziye up. He hated Zhan Ziye for not being good enough and shouted at the butler at the side in a flustered and exasperated manner.

”Wait a minute, old man, what are you doing? Zi Ye is my only son, why don't you try giving him the family law!”

Without saying anything further, the Battle Mother stood in front of the War Father, blocking his devouring look. She angrily glared at the War Father, a ten out of ten chance of protecting him.

”This stinking brat's character is all spoiled by you!”

This caused his father, who was originally furious, to not know what to say to Zhan Ziye. He angrily knocked on the floor. Shaking his sleeves in frustration, he scolded his Battle Mother, dropped the stick, and left this place. He really did not see Zhan Ziye's actions.

Only after watching her father leave did her battle mother heave a sigh of relief. She felt utterly helpless when she saw how drunk Zhan Ziye looked. He stretched out his hand and touched his head, as if he was doting on a child. He subconsciously pulled up the blanket from underneath him, gently covered it for him, and then covered the corners of the blanket. To prevent him from kicking off the quilt at night and catching a cold the next day.

”Butler, go and cook some soup for the young master. He will drink it tomorrow when he wakes up.”

Not long later, the Battle Mother had the housekeeper and a few servants bring Zhan Ziye back to his room. Seeing that he was still sleeping soundly, she couldn't bear to disturb him. He led the rest out of the room. Looking at the steward, he could not help but exclaim a few words, unwilling to see his son having a splitting headache the next day.

”Yes sir!” The housekeeper agreed without a second word. As he watched her leaving, he turned his gaze back to Zhan Ziye's room. He knew that the young master was about to be targeted by the old master. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

He didn't think too much about it. He turned around and went downstairs to help Zhan Ziye. Then he sat down and began to drink. He put it in the pot and prepared to bring it to Zhan Ziye's room when he woke up in the morning so that he could have a taste of it.

The next day, the sun shone through the window onto Zhan Ziye's bed, forcing his consciousness back into the cage and opening his hazy eyes. The dryness of his throat was extremely obvious. The feeling of dizziness and headache was also very uncomfortable. Looking at the sobering soup beside the bedside table, he stretched out his hand to touch it and found that it was still warm. Suddenly, he felt a warm feeling in his heart.

He lifted the quilt, got out of bed, and went to the bathroom to wash up. Then, he went back to his bed and drank the sobering soup in one gulp. He took the bowl downstairs and casually placed it in the kitchen sink. When he walked into the cafeteria to get ready for breakfast, he happened to hear his father's slightly targeted words, ”You're a pig that just woke up late in the morning?”

As a result, it could be said that he was angry for the entire night. The next day, when he saw Zhan Ziye's unrepentant expression, he became even more angry, and could not help but speak out to maintain his sense of balance.

”Dad, it's not like you don't know what I belong to.” Zhan Ziye sat down in a nearby chair, holding a bowl of porridge. He shook it with a spoon and took a sip, feeling baffled by his father's provocation.

This made his father, who was sitting on the seat of honor, even more unhappy. He repeatedly faced Zhan Ziye until his mother coughed lightly. Then, his father retracted his sharp image.

As he stood in the hallway changing his shoes, he happened to notice Zhan Ziye leisurely sitting on the sofa, preparing to watch TV. An unbalanced feeling once again arose in his heart, and without saying anything further, he walked up, turned off the television, and coldly said: ”In a while, go to the company to take over the task. Don't let me know that you're staying at home and doing nothing!”