Mr. Lu, Mr. Su is being coquettish again!

Dan Yu was a little stunned by his brother's sudden scolding: "Tea, what's wrong, brother?"

Many components of tea are highly irritating and bad for the stomach. People like Su Nanqin, who suffer from severe insomnia and serious stomach problems, should not even touch tea.

Dan Yu looked at Lu Fang with some confusion.

Su Nanqin is now very sensitive to Lu Fang's emotional changes; to be precise, he is somewhat afraid.

He just sat there, not daring to say a word.

"He has a bad stomach, why are you giving him this to drink!" Lu Fang certainly understood the principle that ignorance is no excuse, but he was still angry at the thought of Shan Yu pouring one cup after another for Su Nanqin.

He initially thought it was water.

Shan Yu was truly wronged: "I don't know, bro."

Lu Fang shifted his gaze to Su Nanqin.

Su Nanqin unconsciously stood up and nervously rubbed his fingers together.

Sure enough, the next second he heard Lu Fang say, "Where did I tell you to stay? Huh?"

No problem at all if you don't drink tea.

Su Nanqin was actually somewhat wronged; he was lost in thought and also thirsty.

I didn't even notice what it was.

But Shan Yu is the kind of person who knows how to fawn over others, drinking one cup after another.

At this moment, he could only hang his head, unsure of how to answer.

My nose started to feel sore.

Lu Fang had been suppressing his anger.

Su Nanqin had been suppressing her grievances.

Neither of them had it any better than the other.

Lu Fang's pent-up anger finally snapped: "Don't you know you shouldn't drink tea if you have an upset stomach or can't sleep? How many times do I have to tell you?"

Lu Fang is very strict.

The scene got a little out of control for a moment, drawing the attention of everyone sitting nearby.

Su Nanqin had never been scolded in front of so many people before.

He stood there with his head down, all eyes on him.

Embarrassment and grievance almost overwhelmed him, yet he couldn't answer.

Tears fell silently, one after another, without making a sound.

Even Shan Yu couldn't stand it anymore; it was his fault that things happened today.

Don't just pour it out if you don't know.

Seeing this, he quickly tried to smooth things over, "Brother, this really isn't your fault, sister-in-law. It was my fault for being so impulsive; I didn't know she couldn't drink tea."

Lu Fang, unable to control his temper, retorted, "He just doesn't understand; no matter how many times I tell him, he can't remember!"

Having failed to smooth things over, Shan Yu awkwardly shut up and pretended to be mute.

Lu Fang looked down at the pitiful person in front of him who was being scolded and was shedding tears, and found it somewhat irritating.

He turned around and walked back.

After taking a couple of steps, he noticed the person behind him was still standing there crying, so he turned around and scolded, "Aren't you going back? Planning to stay and have another couple of drinks?"

Su Nanqin followed behind him at a distance.

To onlookers, it really looked like a young wife who had made a mistake being taken home to be scolded.

It was clearly a scene of arguing.

Unfortunately, one of them was tall and handsome, while the other was delicate and lovely, and their crying made them incredibly pitiful.

But it made some of the young people present fall in love with it.

What kind of domineering CEO and his adorable little wife is this?

Some people present even said frankly, "I can't take it anymore, I feel like watching a domineering CEO scold his wife on live stream."

I don't know if I'll run into this couple again in the next few days.

While people outside are going crazy over the incident, the person involved is still pitifully crying here.

Lu Fang took the person back to the room.

Su Nanqin stood a little distance away from him, somewhat wary.

With tears streaming down her face, looking pitiful, Su Nanqin's appearance was irritating to Lu Fang; he couldn't bear to see her cry.

Even with these thoughts in mind, she still said in a harsh tone, "Stop crying."

Su Nanqin took a deep breath, trying to ease the grievances in her heart.

It's very difficult for a person to hold back their tears when they feel extremely wronged.

Su Nanqin was in this state, on the one hand, she dared not cry because of Lu Fang, but on the other hand, she couldn't stop her tears and cried even harder.

Lu Fang felt somewhat helpless; the baby was being raised too pampered.

Not even a hint of ferocity is permissible.

If it were Shan Yuweichi, he would have slapped him right now.

Su Nanqin was like a child who had been scolded; the more he was forbidden to cry, the more aggrieved he felt.

In fact, Su Nanqin was indeed wronged. From Lu Fang hitting him yesterday, to hearing later that Lu Fang was just joking, to facing Lu Fang's cold face, and now...

Each and every one of these incidents is enough to make Su Nanqin cry.

I've been holding it in since yesterday, but I still can't take it anymore.

Su Nanqin started by silently shedding tears, but later she seemed genuinely aggrieved and cried so hard she could hardly breathe.

Seeing this, Lu Fang simply couldn't bring himself to coldly reprimand him again, saying, "Stop crying!"

Lu Fang's heart ached as he watched. In truth, he was no better off than Su Nanqin when Su Nanqin got angry.

Those two blows I received yesterday felt like two sharp cuts to my heart.

Lu Fang didn't scold him anymore and took two steps forward.

He raised his hand, ready to wipe away the other person's tears.

Lu Fang hadn't even raised his hand halfway.

When Su Nanqin saw Lu Fang raise his hand, he subconsciously took half a step back and raised half an arm to cover his face.

The movements were so practiced that they seemed like an unconscious conditioned reflex.

Su Nanqin's defensive movements stung Lu Fang.

He had actually noticed that ever since he hit her yesterday, Su Nanqin had been very "obedient".

To be precise, it's not "obedience," it's more like fear. There's always an unconscious tendency to avoid.

Lu Fang didn't know why Su Nanqin reacted this way.

I thought I had scared him yesterday.

He lowered his raised hand, showing no intention of touching the other person again.

He knew that once someone subconsciously developed a conditioned reflex to a certain action, they were most likely afraid of seeing that action.

Just like the thugs he used to see who were often bullied, they got used to being beaten and would think that someone was going to hit them even if they just waved their hand.

That's exactly what Su Nanqin just did.

Their skill is so adept it's heartbreaking.

Apart from the last time Lu Fang saw Su Nanqin bring a man, he had never slapped Su Nanqin again.

He didn't know why the other party had such a strong reaction.

Lu Fang walked to the bedside and sat down, trying to calm himself down first, then called out, "Come here."

Su Nanqin was indeed afraid.

He was afraid of anyone who might hit him.

He thought he was no longer afraid of pain, but this fear was already ingrained in his bones.

The reason he wasn't afraid of Lu Fang before was because he felt Lu Fang was safe.

But Lu Fang hit him yesterday...

Su Nanqin instinctively categorized Lu Fang as someone who "might hit him".

He hesitated, but fear prevented him from ignoring it.

Just like when I was a child facing my father, I knew all too well what kind of "torture" I would face if I went over to him.

He had no choice but to walk over there.

Because running away will invite even harsher punishment from the other party.

This is something his father has ingrained in him over the past ten years.

Lu Fang also noticed that Su Nanqin seemed to be enveloped by some kind of terrifying emotion, and his steps were almost trembling.

Su Nanqin walked over and stood next to him.

Lu Fang tentatively and gently pulled the other person into his arms, his dark eyes fixed on Su Nanqin: "Are you afraid?"

Lu Fang thought that his question was already very mild.

Little did he know that his appearance was even more terrifying in Su Nanqin's eyes.

Tears were streaming down her face, and even her shoulders were trembling.

Ten years ago, my father also pinched me, who was beaten to the point of near death, and asked, "Are you scared?"

Su Nanqin couldn't help but groan in pain.

The next second, he received a solid slap across the face, followed by a barrage of punches and kicks.

He was beaten until he was barely alive.

His father's devilish voice came from above: "The heir of the Su family has no right to be afraid."

Su Nanqin was trembling, his memories distorting reality. He murmured unconsciously, "No... I'm not afraid."

Fear gripped Su Nanqin, so much so that even her eyelashes trembled.

Lu Fang held the person in his arms, his whole body trembling, yet he still managed to say in a trembling voice, "I'm not afraid."

Lu Fang's heart clenched painfully at Su Nanqin's words, "I'm not afraid."

He didn't know what was wrong with Su Nanqin. He had only said a few harsh words, but her emotions had become so out of control.

He gently patted the other person's back to soothe him: "Don't cry. Didn't you say you weren't afraid? Why are you still crying?"

Su Nanqin was really out of control of his emotions. He only felt that Lu Fang was saying something intermittently next to him, but he couldn't hear anything clearly.

Lu Fang took out two tissues and wiped away the other person's tears repeatedly: "Don't cry. I didn't hit you or yell at you anymore, so why are you crying like a child?"

Lu Fang helped the other person adjust to a more comfortable position, and continued to wipe away the tears that kept flowing: "You didn't cry when you were beaten yesterday, so why are you crying like this after saying just a few words today?"

Su Nanqin realized that Lu Fang didn't intend to hit him, and he was somewhat relieved of his fear.

But the tears still wouldn't stop.

Lu Fang was quite helpless, patting his back to soothe him: "Don't cry, I won't be mean to you anymore."

His tone of voice also unconsciously slowed down a bit.

This was the first time Lu Fang had ever seen such a scene, and he cried like a child, but was a hundred times more heartbroken than a child.

All I could do was try to soothe him while calming him down.

After all the coaxing failed, Lu Fang put his arm around the person and said, "If you still can't listen to coaxing, then let's settle the score."

Su Nanqin had basically recovered from the terrifying emotions he had just lost control of, and he was actually able to make rational judgments about what Lu Fang said.

Sure enough, Su Nanqin's expression softened slightly upon hearing "settle accounts," and she didn't dare to cry too hard.

Seeing that a hard approach was more effective than a soft one, Lu Fang continued with a stern face: "If you want to cry, you can cry for one more minute at most. If you still dare to cry after one minute, I'll beat you up first."

Su Nanqin cried for half a minute and then stopped, pitifully sobbing in Lu Fang's arms with tears still hanging over her face.

The first half was because of fear, the second half was because of wanting to vent.

Lu Fang looked down at the person and asked, "Have you cried enough?"