The queen's wife is too sultry

As soon as Lu Junjie came home, he was greeted with scolding from his father Lu Junfeng:

"Where did you go! Didn't I tell you to stay at home these few days! Who allowed you to go out!"

Accompanied by his father's scolding, a teacup was thrown towards him like an arrow, Lu Junjie was startled, and hurriedly sideways to dodge, the teacup shattered in response, ceramic shards splashed everywhere.

"Dad, what are you doing? I didn't kill and set fire, so why—"

"Get over here!"

Lu Junjie rubbed his nose, then walked to the living room in a dejected manner, facing his father.

Seeing that he was still looking around, Lu Junfeng reminded his son coldly: "Don't look, your mother is not here, don't expect her to intercede for you."

Lu Junjie laughed sarcastically, "Dad, what you said is wrong, you won't do anything to me, what can I ask for?"

Lu Junfeng glanced at his son who was standing still, his eyes suddenly caught a few bruises on his cheeks, and he immediately frowned, "Are you going out to cause trouble again?"

"No"

"No?" The veins on Lu Junfeng's forehead twitched forbearance, and he sneered: "Then who hit you on the face? Don't tell me you fell it yourself."

Lu Junjie touched his face, and when he touched the wound, he gasped and grinned embarrassingly.

"what happened."

Lu Junfeng sullenly said, "If you dare to tell a lie, believe it or not, I will break your leg!"

The nanny silently took the medicine box and put it on the table, then backed away silently.

Lu Junjie took two steps, fell down on the soft sofa, opened the medicine box, took a cotton swab and dipped it in iodine, and wiped the wound on his left cheek, muttering:

"Isn't it because I didn't ask for WeChat and was beaten up by someone's bodyguard?"

"What WeChat bodyguard? Tell me clearly!" Lu Junfeng turned up the volume.

Looking at his bruised and purple face in the mirror, Lu Junjie felt more glaring, more irritable and annoyed in his heart, and replied impatiently:
"I fell in love with a woman. I went to ask for WeChat but didn't get it. I followed a few more steps and was taught a lesson by her bodyguard. It's as simple as that!"

"Woman? Which girl? What's her name?"

Seeing that his father was still asking questions step by step, Lu Junjie finally couldn't help but exploded, threw away the cotton swab in his hand, blushed and said loudly:

"I said I didn't want to go to WeChat anymore. How could I know her name? Isn't she just a random girl? Why are you holding on to her?"

It was obviously an extremely embarrassing and embarrassing thing, but Lu Junfeng insisted on forcing him to speak out and explain the details. Lu Jun felt that his dignity as a man had been violated again, and his face was like a fire.

He looked at himself in the mirror, his face was as colorful as if it had been painted, and he was suddenly out of breath.

That woman didn't give him WeChat, but she even let the bodyguards beat him up?

After the woman turned a corner at the intersection, he refused to give up and continued to follow, but some burly men in black clothes surrounded him from nowhere, dragged her to the corner without saying a word, and beat her up!
He was afraid that he would get into trouble again, so he didn't report his family background, but two fists were no match for four hands, and he didn't know much kung fu, so naturally his face was stained with color, and he didn't give up much.

Lu Junfeng cursed with hatred: "What is a random woman? City A is so big, there are many people who are more capable than you! Don't be caught in a mess again someday, don't count on me Pull down the old face to rescue you!"

As for his father's words, the arrogant and domineering Lu Junjie always went in one ear and out the other, pretending not to hear them at all.

Just as he was about to lean back, a sharp pain came from his waist like lightning. Lu Junjie immediately turned pale and screamed:
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts - my waist -!"

Lu Junfeng gouged him out, thinking that his screams had disturbed him:
"What's the howling at night! It's not embarrassing enough, is it?"

Lu Junjie was in so much pain that he seemed to have lost half his life, he sat up slowly while supporting his waist, even though the cold sweat was pouring down like rain, he still did not forget to cry out for himself:

"The injury on my waist was done by someone in the bureau. Dad, you must vent your anger on me!"

Thinking of Lu Junjie made me angry. It happened once or twice that he hit someone with a racing car and was imprisoned. In the past, someone nodded and bowed to pick him up the next day, but this time it took nearly a week!
He is used to being arrogant, relying on his own background, he is like a thorn in the head, and he refuses to accept anyone. A grumpy gangster who dislikes him disregards his identity as a Lu family member and punches him!
Lu Junjie has grown up so much, he has never been wronged like this, and now being caught and beaten, this extremely humiliating thing happened twice in a few days.

Originally, it was fine for Lu Junfeng not to ask, but now when he asked, he made Lu Junjie angry, and immediately cursed:
"Dad, I suspect it's that Lu Qing again this time! He deliberately sent some bodyguards to beat me up!"

"Last week, he must have used some kind of relationship, otherwise the people above knew my surname is Lu, so why would they not let me out!"

Lu Junfeng frowned, did not speak, and while thinking about his son's words, he winked at the housekeeper.

It's not that he didn't have doubts about this matter. The new political commissar Han Shuo and Lu Qing had a close relationship. If the two colluded together to make Lu Junjie suffer, it would be completely reasonable.

The butler came forward knowingly, applied medicine for his young master, and took a bitter-smelling plaster to stick it on for him. Lu Junjie gasped and cursed:
"Take it easy, it hurts me to death!"

He glanced at his father who was thinking, endured the pain in his waist, and continued to complain:
"Dad, what kind of guarantee letter did he ask me to make in the form of a video, and where did he want me to put my face? If the video is spread by him, how can I hang around in the circle, and what do people outside think about our family?"

"Master, don't move around, or I'll be in trouble if I post it crookedly."

"Understood, I - hiss, take it easy!"

Lu Junfeng glanced at his son with bruised nose and swollen face, and snorted coldly:
"Let me warn you one last time. Stay at home honestly this month. If you dare to go out and cause me trouble again, I will also suspend your last card."

"Did you hear me!"

Lu Junjie nodded reluctantly.

Lu Junfeng paused, and then asked again: "Are you sure that woman today is just an ordinary person? If I provoke you again—"

Lu Junjie quickly interrupted him: "Dad, don't worry, that woman is definitely not from our circle, I have never seen her before."

"That's fine."

Lu Junjie took a look at his father and said carefully, "Then you promise to help me teach Lu Qing a lesson."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Junfeng strode away without even looking at him.