Divorce and flash marriage, CEO ex-husband regrets heartbreak

Di's living room.

Di Guanwei roared majestically, "Come here, bring the family rules."

Lu Mian, who was following closely behind him, almost stumbled and fell when he heard the words. He tried to dissuade him in a panic, "Master, you can't do that. The young lady is only three years old. She can't stand the family discipline."

The Di family rules were so unbearable that even the eldest and second young masters could not stand it, let alone a three-year-old girl. He thought the master must be crazy.

"She has to accept it even if she can't bear it. This is her own fault. She's the heir of the Di family, and look at what she's done. Making a snowman? Humph, I think she's just as worthless as that rebellious son Di He."

"Master, you can't say that." Lu Mian argued.

Di Guanwei was full of arrogance. "Did I say something wrong? Did I remind her on the first day not to do such depressing things? Or was it the first day I told her how heavy the burden on her shoulders was? As expected, those who have been raised outside cannot be compared with those who were born and raised in the Di family."

"She dared to do such a thing right after being released. If she is not severely punished, she might do something else in the future."

"Then you can't use family rules, young lady, be careful, someone might die. How about you use a ruler?" Lu Mian knew that Mo Lan would not escape punishment this time, so he could only speak lightly.

Di Guanwei was naturally unyielding in his anger. He glared at him fiercely and said, "Stop talking nonsense and get it for me."

"master……"

"Shut up. If you dare to speak up for her again, I'll beat you up too."

Lu Mian was shocked by him, sighed, and turned to get the family law.

Soon the driver's car drove into the yard. Mo Lan opened the door and got out, walking inside with his small back straight.

The little face was a little red after being blown by the cold wind, and the delicate eyebrows and eyes were still immersed in the joy of making a snowman just now.

Di Guanwei stared at her with his sinister black eyes, serious and cold, intimidating without even getting angry.

He sat in the main chair, looking intimidating, with a stern face and a strong aura around him, causing the temperature in the room to drop suddenly.

Mo Lan stepped forward and said in a sweet voice, "Grandpa."

"Kneel down." Di Guanwei shouted harshly.

Mo Lan fell to his knees on the ground, his small body stiff and dazed, his eyes drooping, and his head lowered as well.

The air was filled with the feeling of an impending storm, but Mo Lan wasn't afraid at all. He knelt there like a doll, his aura dead and lifeless.

Di Guanwei narrowed his eyes and glanced at her. He said in a deep and solemn voice, "Tell Grandfather, what were you doing just now?"

"Build a snowman." Mo Lan replied mechanically.

Di Guanwei was irritated by her attitude and roared, "Lu Mian, bring the family rules."

Lu Mian, who wanted to minimize his presence, heard his words and stepped forward. However, his pace, which was almost like stepping on an ant, made Di Guanwei unhappy. "Don't you want your legs anymore? Try walking slowly for me again."

Hearing this, Mo Lan suddenly stood up and walked towards Lu Mian. Then he took the whip from his hand, knelt in front of Di Guanwei, and raised it high. "Grandpa, Mo Lan has disappointed you. Please punish Mo Lan."

"Young lady." Lu Mian almost burst into tears when he heard her words.

His eyes suddenly turned red uncontrollably. He felt as if a hemp rope was wrapped around his neck. Two people were holding each end of the rope and tightening it, almost suffocating him.

How can there be such a sensible child in this world? He is so sensible that it makes people want to cry.

But does this silly girl know that the Di family's rules are very difficult to bear? Not to mention her, even the eldest and second young masters will suffer a lot if they use the family rules.

"Master, I know you are angry now, but the young lady is still a child. Please think twice. If this family law is used on her, she..."

"Feeling sorry for her? Then why don't you take the blame for her?" Di Guanwei glanced at him coldly and angrily yanked the whip from Mo Lan's hand.

Suddenly, the long whip was like a beast with bared fangs, making Lu Mian's scalp numb.

He didn't dare say that he was willing to take the blame for Mo Lan, because he knew clearly that saying this would only anger Di Guanwei even more, but he couldn't bear to watch him whip such a young child.

"Master, although the young lady made a mistake this time, her crime is not punishable by death. You..."

"Lu Mian, try saying one more word."

"I hate nonsense and pleading the most in my life. You are so brave, you dare to challenge my temper again and again. Do you really think I won't do anything to you?"

"Master, I dare not." Lu Mian was scolded by him. He lowered his head and dared not breathe. His heart felt like it was fried in a frying pan.

What should I do? Who can come to save the young lady?

"Mo Lan, do you know you are wrong?" After shocking Lu Mian, Di Guanwei stared at Mo Lan with his dark eyes.

Mo Lan nodded, his face lifeless and without any vitality.

"Since you know your mistake, do you have any complaints about Grandfather punishing you?"

"Mo Lan didn't."

"Ah, very good."

As soon as he finished speaking, Di Guanwei whipped out with great speed, hitting the little Mo Lan. She was in so much pain that her face and features twisted together.

She heard from Grandma Xiuzhi that the Di family's family discipline was very painful, and that both her grandfather and her young grandfather could not bear it and grimaced in pain. She didn't expect it to be true.

It hurt so much that she couldn't help but burst into tears.

But she swore that she was not being hypocritical and crying, she just couldn't help it.

She felt as if the place where she was hit by the whip was cut by a knife and sprinkled with salt. The pain made her gasp and twitch.

"Young lady." Suddenly, an old and anxious female voice came from the door.

Xiuzhi strode in and glanced at the bloodstains on Mo Lan's body. She raised her eyes and glared at Di Guanwei.

He blurted out a curse, "Master, were you the reincarnation of a beast in your previous life?"

"Xiuzhi..." Lu Mian's pupils were almost shattered by the shock he felt when he heard her words.

Xiuzhi ignored him and glared at Di Guanwei angrily, her trembling voice revealing a hint of hysteria.

"Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs, but what about you? Do you have any humanity at all? She's just a three-year-old child, and you've manipulated her life, separating her from her biological parents since she was young. Do you even want to whip her to death?"

"Others may not know the power of the Di family's rules, but don't you know it yourself? Don't you have any idea how painful this whip is?"

"You are worse than an animal. No wonder the old lady left you, and no wonder the young master left you. You deserve it."