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"Okay, that's what you said." When Di Guanwei heard him give in, his tone was so cold that it was outrageous.

Di Tao curled his lips and smiled bitterly, "Yes, I said so."

He finally understood that no matter whether he did it or not, he could not escape the family punishment.

But this old guy is really scheming. After all, if the Di family rules come into effect, he may have to stay in bed for a month.

And if he guessed correctly, the old man was using the miscarriage incident to convict Ruan of a minor crime, but the real serious problem was to deprive him of his power in the Di family.

Because he had been lying in bed for a month, he had a hundred ways and excuses to undermine his power in the Di family.

But the old man underestimated him too much, haha!

Living room on the first floor.

The Di family rules are on display.

Three special leather whips were held in the hands of three tall and burly bodyguards in turn.

Under the light, those whips looked like poisonous snakes spitting out their venom, which made people shudder.

Di Tao knelt in the center, his tall body bent, his head lowered, his eyes extremely ferocious.

Very good, after this punishment from the Di family, he will have nothing to do with the Di family anymore. He has also repaid the Di family for their adoption over the years.

So what Di Guanwei just said about eagles being killed with one stone is wrong. It is clearly eagles being killed with one stone.

The fifth sculpture means that she has drawn a clear line between herself and the Di family and no longer owes them any favors.

This way, he won't have to be timid in doing things anymore.

"Di Tao, it's not too late for you to confess the truth now."

Di Guanwei sat in the main seat, his voice was sharp and his eyes were gloomy.

Di Tao smiled faintly, his expression as gentle and humble as ever. "Father, I can't admit to something I didn't do. But if you believe I did it, then so be it. After all, no one in the Di family except me has any motive to touch Tiantian's biological mother."

"What are you saying? Are you trying to force me to confess?" Di Guanwei scolded.

Di Tao looked humble and helpless. "Father, I dare not, but I did change the route to Yan Xun Enlightenment without permission. Therefore, the matter of Tiantian's biological mother cannot be separated from me. I am willing to accept the punishment."

"It's good that you admit it. Go ahead." Di Guanwei ordered mercilessly.

After a while, the living room was filled with the sounds of three whips hitting flesh.

Pop, pop, pop.

The sound is cyclical and rhythmic, yet carries a suffocating sense of oppression.

Soon Di Tao was covered in blood, which was shocking and terrifying.

Whip marks were crisscrossed all over his body, each one with flesh and blood turned inside out, leaving his skin horribly torn.

It's like a long, deep, hideous scar that stimulates the pores to expand rapidly.

But even so, Di Tao didn't make a sound, just gritted his teeth and endured it silently.

The pale and bloodless face had no discernible expression, revealing a bit of dullness.

Di Guanwei was so angry at him that his breathing became heavy. Few people could bear the Di family's rules, let alone not say a word.

Suddenly, he became more wary of this adopted son and felt afraid of him, because people who are too tolerant are often like dogs that cannot bark, and are extremely vicious and cruel.

Snap, snap.

The whipping sound continued, Di Tao's teeth were broken, and his mouth was full of blood.

The expensive suit jacket on his body was whipped into strips of cloth cut by scissors, fluttering one by one, soaked in bright red.

The whip-torn white shirt was stuck to his body with blood stains, looking extremely messy.

When the whip was cracked, the blood-stained corners of the clothes fluttered up, and the pungent fishy smell filled the entire living room, making people feel like they were soaked in blood and wanted to vomit.

Lu Mian's heart skipped a beat, his fingertips stirring. After a moment's thought, he leaned closer to Di Guanwei, his voice trembling at the end. "Master, we can't fight anymore. If we do, someone will die."

Just because Di Tao could hold back from shouting didn't mean he could endure the Di family's punishment over and over again, let alone being whipped with three whips in turn.

If it were someone else, they would probably have lost their temper.

The second young master is not as strong as King Kong, as can be seen from his pale and bloodless face.