Gu Youtian stormed into the house in a fury.
No matter how much Mr. Gu scolded, Mrs. Gu cursed, or Mrs. Jia begged, none of it could extinguish his anger.
The challenge to a father's dignity had already broken the limit of Gu Youtian's tolerance for Gu Ruinian.
Under Gu Youtian's wrath, Gu Ruinian once again endured a harsh beating.
"Whether I'm alive or dead, you can only be my son, Gu Youtian's son. Dream on if you want to be someone else's son."
Gu Youtian threw away the stick, shattering Gu Ruinian's fantasy of living comfortably, eating well, and studying by transferring to the main family.
Mrs. Jia wiped her eyes and said, "If he's not meant to transfer, then so be it. Killing him wouldn't bring him back anyway."
She felt a sense of relief knowing her son was still her son.
Gu Youtian cursed, "Even if I beat him to death, he's still my son."
Gu Ruinian lay in bed, fully experiencing the terror of paternal authority in this era.
