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The girl clenched her teeth. The palm prints on her face were burning with pain, and her head felt stuffy and buzzing.
But even though the palm prints on her face hurt and her voice was distorted, she still had that resolute look when facing her father:
"Father, I'll repeat it one last time. I won't leave!"
"Okay, okay, okay! Very good! I see you have grown up and become more independent, right? Now you dare to talk to me like this."
Jiuhualong saw that his daughter still had this expression and didn't listen to him at all. He had been having trouble at work recently, and now he was even more angry.
He raised his arms.
Jiuhuayue was afraid that her subconscious would close her eyes.
Jiuhua Longyi was about to hit her again when this happened.
A hand suddenly grabbed his wrist.
"Is this enough?"
Jiuhuayue carefully opened her tearful eyes and saw the person who suddenly appeared in front of her and grabbed her father's arm.
"Uncle."
As Jiuhua Long lowered his arms, he saw the young man suddenly appear in front of him.
He looked him up and down and immediately realized who he was.
"Are you Fujii Itsuki?"
"Yes."
"open."
"Unless you promise me to stop hitting her."
"This is our family affair, you have no right to get involved."
"Family matters are family matters, but Jiu Huayue is also my student. After all, I am her teacher. As a teacher, I cannot bear to see her being beaten like this."
"I said, this is just our family affair. I'm just teaching my unfilial daughter a lesson."
"Why is she unfilial?"
"Isn't that enough for not listening?"
“Are you filial?”
"what?"
"Do you know that your father came to my place to beg a few days ago and robbed me of 200,000 yen?"
Jiuhua Longyi obviously knew what kind of person his father was.
"I have severed my father-son relationship with that guy a long time ago."
"According to what you said, Jiuhua! Tell me yourself, what is your relationship with this man in front of you!"
no respond.
To be precise, Jiu Huayue doesn't dare to speak now.
Fujii Shu turned around and noticed that Jiuhua Yue was covering her face tightly. She looked at her father.
Her moist eyes were trembling, and the pain seemed to extend from her face to the depths of her heart.
Jiuhua Longyi glanced over and saw Jiuhua Yue lowering her head in front of her father.
Fujii Itsuki also knew that what he said was indeed a bit abrupt.
Suddenly asking Jiuhua to sever ties with her father was something that this girl definitely wouldn't be able to react to.
And Jiuhua must have expectations for her parents.
After all, she longs for family affection.
Fujii Itsuki turned his head and glanced at Jiuhuayue again.
The girl had tears in her eyes, a lost expression, and her hair was a mess. There was even blood on her face.
How could this father be so merciless?
Alas, Jiuhua is brave in everything.
When it comes to family emotions, I am always afraid to make a decision.
Even though her father treated her with domestic violence, she still felt that the man in front of her was her father.
I guess she still has a glimmer of hope for this family and her mother.
Too
This child had nothing before, no classmates, no friends. If she loses her family as well, she will be a rootless wanderer.
It is no wonder that she chose to run to the station to commit suicide that day. For her, there was no one in this world who could lead her and support her to make brave choices and resist.
Seeing that the two of them had been silent, Jiuhua Longyi obviously lost his patience and said anxiously:
"That's enough, Mr. Fujii. I told you, this is our family affair. I'm just teaching my daughter a lesson. You have no right to intervene. I advise you to go away and don't stop me from teaching her a lesson."
"Really? Lessons."
Fujii Itsuki took a last glance at the conspicuous bloodstain on Jiuhua Yue's face, and his gaze returned to Jiuhua Ryuichi's handsome face.
I think he is worthy of being Jiuhua's father. He is quite handsome.
"Just now, you were enjoying the fight, right?"
"Why? It's reasonable for a father to educate his daughter."
"It's nothing. As her teacher, I feel that your teaching method is a little inappropriate, Mr. Jiuhua."
Fujii Itsuki spoke slowly, as if he felt a little hot, and began to loosen his suit tie.
"We don't need an outsider to tell us how to educate our family."
"But I'm her teacher. You entrusted her to me, so I should take good care of her." Fujii Itsuki took off his tie.
".Yue will drop out of school soon, so you don't have to worry about it."
"Mr. Jiuhua, I am just an ordinary office worker. But I think that people who like to treat their daughters like this must have never suffered the same hardship."
"What are you talking about?"
"Mr. Jiuhua is so impatient."
Jiuhua Longyi listened with a frown. After Fujii Itsuki finished speaking, he suddenly noticed that Fujii Itsuki's hands were clenched into fists.
The tie he had just taken off had unknowingly entangled his fist.
"you--!"
Jiuhualong realized what this guy was going to do in an instant, and his pupils shrank subconsciously.
He was about to reach out to block it.
But unexpectedly, the next second.
A fist flew into his face.
Chapter 125 Prison Disaster
No one present expected that Fujii Itsuki would throw a punch.
This was the case with Jiuhua Yue, who was standing behind Fujii Itsuki with her face covered with palm prints, and also with Mrs. Jiuhua, who was standing on the other side with her face covered.
Jiuhua Longyi was knocked back by the punch, and his body moved several steps to the left along with his face that was hit.
He shook his head, steadied himself, and reached out to wipe the corner of his mouth.
Only then did he see a trace of blood on the base of his right hand.
"Blood!"
When he saw the bright red mark, his buzzing head finally understood what had happened.
Just now
The young man punched himself.
He trembled his right hand, somewhat unable to believe it.
It has been so many years. How many years has it been since I was beaten like this?
Can't remember clearly.
Thinking back carefully, this beating was caused by him advising that bastard father not to drink when he was in his teens, right?
This memory was so distant that he couldn't even remember what his bastard father looked like or his own expression at that time.
He only remembered that he seemed to have just kept his head down.
I endured my father's drunken abuse, and endured it. I endured it.
"What? You can't handle it after just one punch? When you hit your daughter, why didn't you think about the three slaps you gave her?"
Jiuhualong stood there in a daze for a while. When he came to his senses, anger burned in his chest.
He had not suffered such humiliation in the past thirty years.
He stared at his bloody right hand for a while, clenched his fist, twisted his expression, and stood up.
Jiuhua Longyi no longer cared about his reputation as a successful person in society, took off his suit jacket and loosened his tie.
He roared, gathered his strength, recalled the Taekwondo that he hadn't practiced for more than 20 years, and attacked Fujii Itsuki.
Although Fujii Itsuki was prepared, he didn't expect that this middle-aged man was so capable. He dodged the first punch, but failed to dodge the second knee kick.
He was hit right in the stomach by Jiuhua Longyi.
"Pfft-"
It hurts! It really hurts!
Fujii Itsuki's facial expression was distorted, and he backed away repeatedly, holding his stomach. It really felt a bit like when he was an orphan and was bullied.