Supreme Heir Son-in-law

Chapter 580: Revised: Chapter 580 Incident

Just when everyone had forgotten about this matter, it erupted without any warning.

On this day, as He Ziyun returned home carrying his drawing board, he noticed something was off with the atmosphere at home. However, he didn’t think too much of it. Just as he was about to walk through the living room and head upstairs to his room, a cup was thrown towards his face. The cup hit him, then fell to the ground with the sound of shattering porcelain.

"He Ziyun, you still have the gall to come home? What terrible deeds did I commit in my past life to give birth to a debt collector like you? It’s bad enough you waste your days just painting, but I was willing to support you for a lifetime. And what did you do! You’re going to bring down the entire He family. How formidable you are, He Ziyun. Tell me, what debt do I owe you that makes you treat me like this? Tell me!"

While speaking, He Father threw several more cups, and the sound of shattering porcelain continued incessantly in the living room.

This time, even the stepmother, who usually liked to put on airs, didn’t speak up for He Ziyun.

He Ziyun clenched and relaxed his hand placed at his side repeatedly. Only after seeing that He Father had gradually stopped throwing things did He Ziyun finally get a chance to speak, "What exactly happened? I don’t even know what’s going on." He Ziyun didn’t finish his sentence, but the meaning was clear: I don’t even know what happened, and you’re blaming everything on me. Isn’t that unreasonable?

He Father grew even angrier at He Ziyun’s words. He took a few big steps towards He Ziyun and slapped him across the face. He Ziyun didn’t dodge, and He Father didn’t hold back, so the slap landed solidly on He Ziyun’s face, almost instantly leaving four bright red fingerprints and causing a trickle of blood at the corner of his mouth.

"You still dare to talk back to me, claiming you don’t know? Fine, I’ll enlighten you today. I ask you, are you crazy for having taken people to beat Nie Wei, even breaking his hand? Now, the Nie Family is going against us. Our family background is already not as good as the Nie Family, and business at home has been sluggish these past two years. We’ve been struggling to hold on, and yet you’ve managed to stir up such a formidable adversary for me. How much do you hate me that you would do something like this? Have I ever deprived you of food or clothing to make you bear such a grudge against me?"

raining blows without regard for where they landed. For

too tired and sore to continue hitting, he stopped. He Ziyun’s

death, you wouldn’t have the face to see our ancestors! I don’t care what methods you use; this crisis that arose because of you must be resolved by you. Whether it’s murder or arson or begging on your knees, you must make the Nie Family back down. If you can’t do it, then get out of the He family. This family will no longer have a son like you. Someone

approached He Ziyun and made

He also glanced at the house where he had grown up and at the old

"Please leave."

no intention of

the home where he had lived for over twenty years with his drawing board and

the He family’s gate, He Ziyun thought he would feel very sad. But even when the gate closed behind him, his heart felt nothing. It was as if a piece was missing from his chest, leaving him with no feeling at all. Perhaps it was because he knew in his heart that this day would inevitably come, he only

squinting slightly, feeling momentarily lost; under the vast heavens and

he never

Ziyun took one last look at the gates of the He

His wife and youngest son sat on the other two sofas, and no one

another cup of tea, handed it to him, and softly asked, "Will Ziyun go to apologize to the Nie Family? If he doesn’t apologize, will our family really..." The stepmother looked at He Father,

bank cards. If he wants to live a good life, he’ll have to yield. How could I not know my own son? I’ve never let him suffer since