Substitute Bride Phoenix, The Tyrant's Pampered Demon Empress

Chapter 577: You’re Wrong, Father!

Liu Rushuang slid a glance at Han Moze’s fierce glare and gulped by reflex.

‘Dear son, why would you lie to your father? Don’t you know his temper?’ She thought in slight disappointment.

“Come here! Longyuan!” Han Moze barked loudly.

Longyuan pulled a long face with his adorable cheeks and nervously moved towards Han Moze.

“Do you know what you did wrong?” Han Moze asked solemnly.

Longyuan blinked his large eyes innocently. “I did nothing wrong, father.”

Han Moze could not hold back his blinding rage right then—how frustrated could he be? The brat still thinks that he’s an angel!

Gritting his teeth, he asked, “The handmaidens and guardsmen did not pull your hair, slap you, or take off your pants. Isn’t that so?”

“No! I’m not lying! They really bullied me! Please believe me, father!”

Longyuan clenched his fists with a look of utter innocence, but he was actually very nervous on the inside.

No, he absolutely would not admit that he lied. Otherwise, his parents would become disappointed in him and stop loving him.

His father was not with him and would not know that he lies anyway.

Nonetheless, Han Moze was now utterly furious and bellowed thunderously, “I want the truth! The truth! Do you understand?! Try lying again, why don’t you?”

Longyuan paled immediately, and started trembling while his legs turned soft.

At the same time, Liu Rushuang quickly stood up, carrying Fengwu as she backed away—the tyrant was so loud that he would scare his baby daughter.

Fengwu had in turn buried herself in Liu Rushuang and looked on curiously as everything unfolded. Why would Father be so fierce toward Brother? He’s so scary!”

“Sob… I’m not lying! Why don’t you believe me, Father? I really wasn’t lying! Sob…”

Longyuan wiped his tears with both tiny hands while crying miserably. “Show me evidence since you said that I was lying! How could you say that without evidence! Sob…”

Despite his look of utter misery, Han Moze gritted his teeth and coolly said, “Fine. You wanted evidence, right?”

Picking up a pair of chopsticks, he pulled up one of Longyuan’s hands and struck it heavily.

Smack, smack… He hit the child five times, and Longyuan’s hand was immediately red and swollen right then.

“Sob… I really wasn’t lying… It’s not right if you hit me… Sob…”

Longyuan shook his wounded hand while crying hysterically, looking utterly devastated as he scolded his father in return.

All Han Moze felt was his rage flaring.

“Ze, just talk to him nicely. Why beat him?”

Liu Rushuang quickly tried to dissuade Han Moze from resorting to violence.

“Take Wu’er to the back! You don’t have to bother yourself with this!” Han Moze shot her an utterly sinister glare.

“Okay… try to calm down, don’t hurt the child.”

Liu Rushuang hesitated for a moment before carrying Fengwu to the rear of the palace—she could tell from his gaze that he would not listen to any single word of whatever she said now.

“Mother, why would Father beat Brother?” Fengwu asked Liu Rushuang curiously, opening her large, watery eyes at her while in her arms.

“Because your brother was lying, and your father is not happy about that. That is why he is punishing him, so remember not to lie to your father, or he would get angry! Do you understand now?” Liu Rushuang told her softly.