like a wild horse, swiftly disappearing.Perhaps...father...Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!Hesitantly and nervously, she still walked closer, until she was less than..."Oh..."

She was thrown harshly onto the bed by the man. This merciless treatment caused Lin Meng to whimper softly. But she didn't dare to stay on the bed like this. The frightening look of the man just now was still fresh in her mind. After punishing Xiao Yi, who knows, he might start punishing her next!

Her butt is probably in trouble!

She hurriedly scrambled to get up, but heard the man coldly say, "Come here!"

It sounds like it's not calling her!

She immediately turned her head and saw her precious son being grabbed by that tall man, just like an eagle catching a chick. The man placed the boy on his lap, with his backside facing up. Then, he quickly pulled down the boy's shorts and raised his terrifying iron fist, "crack!" it went, slapping downwards!

That voice, so loud, could make one's heart tremble!

The little guy instantly blushed, but he hung his head and didn't say a word. His two small hands suddenly clenched into fists, gripping tightly and hanging by his sides. This stubborn look was heartbreaking!

"What are you doing!"

Lin Meng's eyes widened, and she immediately pounced on Rong Ling. Her fierce expression was no less than that of a mother leopard protecting her cubs.

She grabbed Rong Ling's arm, which was once again raised high, with both hands. Her eyes were wide open, burning with fury.

"Don't hit him!"

He simply and forcefully shoved her away!

She hadn't expected him to be so strong, he had flung her backwards with such force that she landed on the ground with all fours in the air. Just then, there was a loud "crack" as something fell to the ground. She rushed over, panicked, and just as she reached it, another "crack" echoed through the air. This really annoyed her.

"Rong Ling—"

She roared in anger, and threw her whole body at him, engulfing him in a hug as she bound his hands with both of hers.

"You're not allowed to hit Yoyo, son. What did he do to provoke you!"

She was so angry her teeth were grinding.

He spread his shoulders and flung her arms wide, forcing them apart. His iron fist fell again, mercilessly, accompanied by his cold reprimand.

He ran away with you without even saying goodbye, he deserves to be punished!

"You—!" Lin Mengqi lunged forward again, this time using all her strength, and hugged him tightly.

"It was me who took Youyou, it was me who made him not tell you. You're not allowed to hit him, if you want to hit someone, hit me instead!"

He this time simply used his hand, grabbing her tender arm and forcefully pulling her apart. She looked at herself in front of him, once again so useless. It was both infuriating and disheartening. She just plopped down onto the floor with a thud. She jumped rather hastily, and the floor was also somewhat slippery, so she didn't manage to steady herself and ended up tumbling right over.

"Ah—"

She whimpered, instinctively closing her eyes slightly, bracing for the pain to come. But with an unusual swiftness, she was grabbed by a large hand. The hand that had always caused her annoyance, this time used its strength to firmly stabilize her, preventing her from falling. She regained her footing but, without a thought of thanks, immediately pounced on her son, pressing her whole body onto his.

"If you want to punish someone, punish me! Don't hit my precious son!"

She let out a soft giggle. She charged at him, all because of how quickly he'd grabbed her just now. She knew then that she could take this man down!

"Get out of the way!" he commanded coldly. "Punish him first, and then you'll be next. No need to rush."

Her heart skipped a beat, she felt a tinge of fear. But after a moment's thought, she bravely stood her ground and confronted him.

"My son is right, you shouldn't punish him. Hmph, if you really want to punish someone, then put it all on me. I'll take my son's share. But let me tell you, my son did nothing wrong!"

"Humph!" A cold snort escaped his nostrils, his eyes turning dangerously sharp.

"Get out of the way!" he ordered again.

She remained silent, stubbornly staring at him!

He suddenly moved, unusually swiftly, and scooped her up, throwing her directly onto the bed. He pulled the little guy who was sprawled on his legs to his feet, steadying him, then stood himself up. His tall frame was rigid as a spear, straight and imposing, giving off an air of ferocity that seemed to pierce the heavens. His gaze swept over her, bloodthirsty!

This was when she finally saw him for who he really was!

His face was bruised, with patches of blue and green, and there was even some blood on it. It looked terrifying in a different way. But nothing was as frightening as his eyes; she felt like they could devour her!

He suddenly turned his back and walked outside.

She was confused, she got up, not knowing whether to chase or not, and even more so, didn't know what to say!

Then, she noticed a black leather suitcase lying on the ground. A sense of foreboding crept into her mind. As if to confirm her fears, the man opened the suitcase and pulled out a silver handcuff!

She gasped, her mind racing with a flurry of thoughts!

He walked towards her, she opened her mouth slightly, a mixture of disbelief and apprehension in her eyes. It wasn't until he truly stood before her that she came to her senses, hurriedly pushing herself up with her hands, desperately trying to retreat. But it was too late, he lunged forward, seizing one of her arms. The silver handcuffs flashed before her eyes, followed by a sharp "click" as they locked onto her hand.

She flinched, a vague sound escaping her throat, something she couldn't even recognize herself.

He came over again and grabbed her, pulling her rapidly to the headboard. Then with another sharp "click", the other shackle was snapped onto the bedpost!

She was handcuffed!

The fine, tiny chain between the bedpost and her arm, though small, held an undeniable strength. It startled her all at once.

"Rong Ling!" she cried out, flustered and frantic. But there was also anger and irritation in her voice!

What does he want to do!

"Do whatever you want, just go wild!"

He raised a cold smile, like a grim reaper toying with those destined for death. He watched them struggle in vain, their efforts turning into a farce. From his lofty position, he relished the spectacle, deriving a fleeting sense of pleasure from it all.

She thought he was too mean!

"Let me go!" she shouted.

He ignored her, striding towards the little boy. It seemed he was going to continue his punishment. Lin Meng naturally continued to worry, trying hard to pull Rong Ling back, but those heartless handcuffs kept her trapped. She instinctively rushed towards Rong Ling, and the result of her sudden movement was a miserable wail.

"Ah---"

The handcuffs clamped down on her, digging into her shoulders so hard they nearly dislocated. She was almost passively pulled back, and then collapsed onto the bed, covering her shoulder and whimpering softly.

His icy gaze shot over like a bolt of lightning. Seeing her like this, he frowned imperceptibly, but his heart was hardened and he didn't bother to acknowledge her. Instead, the little boy panicked and rushed towards Lin Meng, only to be caught by Rong Ling halfway there.

Once again, Rong Ling sat down on the bed, pulling the little boy in front of him. He raised his big hand and with a loud "slap," landed it on the still bare bottom of the little boy.

The little guy's eyes turned a little red. Standing there and taking the beating felt more humiliating to him than being beaten while kneeling on his father's legs.

"Rong Ling, stop fighting!"

That Lin Meng wasn't in so much pain that she couldn't speak. At first, it was real pain, but later she pretended to be hurt, hoping this man would focus all his attention on her and stop worrying about their son. Unexpectedly, the man ignored her completely and even hit their son! This is unacceptable!

Her hands couldn't reach, so she strained her waist, twisting her body, and kicked out at him. But her force was nothing to the man. He just looked sternly at the little girl and asked.

"Do you know you were wrong"

The little guy bit his lip, stubbornly refusing to speak.

Rong Ling raised his hand to strike again, and Lin Meng immediately cried out in anger.

"If you dare to hit him again, I'll make you regret it!"

But he dared not speak the words, "I will always leave you," because some heavy words are not to be said in front of a child.

"Spare him!" she kicked at the back of his waist with all her might.

He threatened her in return. "If you dare to talk nonsense again, for every word you say, I'll beat him harder!"

“You--how could you!” She was speechless with rage.

But as soon as his voice fell, his slap landed. The sound was louder than the previous few slaps. Lin Meng heard it and felt a pain in her own buttocks. Thinking about it for a moment, she could immediately imagine that her precious son's white little bottom must have been left with bloody five-finger prints.

She was so angry, her teeth were practically grinding together. Tears welled up in her eyes, tears born of heartache. But she really couldn't bring herself to speak.

This man is definitely crazy!

She felt it completely and utterly!

This is far different from what she had expected. She started to regret it!

The man still asked the boy in a very harsh and cold tone.

"Do you know you're wrong"

The little boy hung his head, silent. But his eyes, they became even redder. Tears welled up, starting to flow more quickly. He felt so wronged. This was the first time he'd been beaten like this. He and Mommy had run away, without telling Daddy. It was wrong of him, yes, but he hadn't done anything wrong! Who made Daddy act that way!

He clenched his little face, tightly closing his little mouth.

He struck again with a palm, his strength increasing with each blow. This time, he was so hard hit that he couldn't stand steady, his whole body swaying precariously, almost falling over. However, because Rong Ling held him up with one hand on his shoulder, he managed to stay upright.

"Do you know you were wrong!"

Rong Ling asked sharply.

He blew up, all the things bottled up inside him suddenly erupted. He puffed out his stubborn little face and shouted.

"I'm not wrong!"

Her eyes were bloodshot, red and inflamed, but they held back the tears that threatened to spill.

Daddy can beat him as hard as he wants, but he’s still right!

He gritted his teeth, forcing himself to meet the menacing gaze head-on.

He thought, his father would certainly be even angrier and punish him more severely, but instead, his father said.

"Just say it if you know!"

Though he still spoke in a harsh tone, somehow his tears couldn't be held back this time and rolled down his cheeks.

Rong Ling didn't reach out to wipe it away, only reprimanded him harshly.

If you believe you are right, then bravely persevere and don't admit defeat just because someone hits you a few times. Don't lose your stance!

After finishing, he lifted the little boy's shorts up and helped him put them on. The little butt that had been beaten red was thus covered.

The little boy's tears fell quite rapidly.

He shouted, "Boys don't cry! Wipe your tears!"

This cold, military style of parenting is truly unfeeling. Yet, the child has grown accustomed to it, being pressed down by it, and even agrees with his ideology. "Oh," he said with a sigh, immediately reaching out to wipe away his tears, then gritting his teeth and holding them back, preventing any more from falling.

His tone wasn't so cold and harsh anymore.

I hit you because you ran off with your mommy without telling me. That was wrong of you, and that's why you got hit!

Rong Ling's aura was too overwhelming, his methods too formidable. The little guy couldn't wrap his head around it, instinctively let out a "huh," and weakly sniffed.

"Go out and reflect properly!"

Please get rid of him!

The little boy obediently said "Oh" and instinctively turned to leave. After taking a few steps, he realized something was wrong and turned back.

"Youyou wants to be with Mommy!"

Mommy is still handcuffed to the bed! Daddy will bully Mommy!

No, he has to stay!

This is none of your business, get out!

Rong Ling's face, once again turned gloomy, his voice laced with malice.

The little boy wiped his nose again, dabbed at his face with his sleeve, and walked towards Lin Meng. He wanted to be with Mommy, he wanted to protect Mommy, he couldn't let Mommy get hit on the bottom either, that hurt a lot. Daddy said himself, Mommy is here to take care!

Under the terrifying gaze of his own father, he swallowed nervously and bravely crawled towards the bed, heading towards Lin Meng. But soon, his body was lifted into the air.

Rong Ling hugged him with one hand and directly carried him away.

“Let me down!” The little one got upset and started to cry. Seeing his father was about to take him to the door, he shouted, “I want to be with Mommy! Let me down, let me down...”

The door was pulled open by Rong Ling.

He handed the child out.

"Get him a room so he can rest."

Ayi immediately carefully took the little fellow who was kicking like a pony, gently but firmly trapping him in her arms.

The little fellow was still whining. Rong Ling stretched out a finger and tapped his forehead hard.

"That's grown-up business, kids stay out of it. Go to sleep now."

Then he turned to Ah Yi and ordered, "Give him some ointment for his bottom in a while!"

The little boy, as if he'd been hit right where it hurt, didn't say a word. At the same time, his face flushed red as fire.

He felt like his rear end was on fire!

A little embarrassing!

Rong Ling, seeing this, changed her approach and gently rubbed Ah Yi's little head with her palm. She still addressed Ah Yi: "If he wants to apply the medicine himself, let him be. There's no need to keep anyone here. You guys go rest together."

"Ah Yi responded with a sound, and Rong Ling closed the door."

Turning, he saw the woman already sitting up in bed. He narrowed his eyes coldly.

Now, let him settle the score with this little woman properly! he were a second-rate counterfeit goods from coastal areas specializing in small workshops for processing electronic products. This made him furious inside. But what could he do He had already recei...