Kneel Down for Me

Hearing the sound, he guessed that the crying girl should be the granddaughter of his father's neighbor, Lin Zhihuan.

Lin Zhihuan was the same age as his son, and was the granddaughter of Mr. Lin next door. The little girl was clever and well-behaved with good grades. Although she was a girl, she was the apple of the eye of the family.

The little girl's voice was hoarse from crying, and she didn't know how long she had been crying.

To outsiders, it was just a cat that died, but to the little girl, it was her beloved pet that she raised with her own hands.

He had seen the cat, and the little girl liked it very much, and often held it in her arms, and couldn't put it down.

That little bastard Qiu Xing'an not only strangled the little girl's cat to death, but also scratched the little girl's face. There is absolutely no way to make things right today.

And his inheritance...

Because that little bastard got into trouble, his father was disappointed with Qiu Xing'an, and his father already had the intention of handing over the inheritance rights to his younger brother.

Now... I'm afraid his father's mind is more determined.

Thinking that the inheritance rights that should have belonged to him would fall into the hands of his younger brother, his heart felt as if a bucket of sulfuric acid had been poured on him, and it burned him uncomfortably.

He tried his best to endure the anxiety and irritability in his heart, and pushed the door open.

Walking into the living room, he first greeted Mr. Lin: "Uncle Lin, you are here."

Mr. Lin's face was very ugly, he just snorted coldly and ignored him.

He is also in his thirties and forties, and he can't hold back his face when he is so humiliated, but there is nothing he can do about it, he can only bear it.

Who made him wrong?

He walked up to Qiu Xing'an who was standing in front of the tea table with his head bowed, and sternly slapped Qiu Xing'an on the face without saying a word, "You bastard! Why did you strangle Huanhuan's cat? You Beast, kneel down for me!"

"Qiu Yan, you're crazy!" Cheng Shan, who was one step late, happened to see Qiu Xing'an being slapped by Qiu Yan. She screamed and rushed over, pushed Qiu Yan hard, and protected Qiu Xing'an In his arms, he beat Qiu Yan hard with the other hand: "Are you crazy? How old is An An, how can you hit him? Qiu Yan, if you dare to move a finger of An An again, I will fight you!"

"Shut up!" Mr. Qiu shouted angrily.

Cheng Shan shivered, gritted her teeth, and remained silent.

The property rights of the Qiu family are all in the hands of Mr. Qiu. How much property she and Qiu Yan can get in the future depends on Mr. Qiu's thoughts. She dares not offend Mr. Qiu if she offends anyone.

Mr. Qiu glared at Cheng Shan, his face sinking like water, his eyes full of anger, "You think your son shouldn't be beaten?"

Cheng Shan said in a trembling voice, "Dad, An An is still young."

"Yes, he is still young, but how many children dare to kill cats with their own hands, he dares!" Old Man Qiu said sharply, "You don't care about him killing cats now. When he grows up, he should kill people!"

Cheng Shan whispered, "Dad, it's not that serious...I will educate him well..."

"If you knew how to educate your children, An An wouldn't grow up like this." Mr. Qiu grabbed a ruler from the sofa and threw it at Qiu Yan's feet, but his eyes were still looking at Cheng Shan: "This ruler is your mother's I bought it. When I was young, I had a bad temper. If Qiu Yan and the second child were disobedient, I would kick them with my feet. Your mother was afraid that I would break them, so she bought this ruler. Now educating children is not the same as we were back then. It's the same, if it's not that An An is really shameful, I don't want to beat him, but for a child like An An, you can only remember the lesson and change it if you make him hurt!"