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009 Father Was Sick with Anger

At that, Qianlong Lee suddenly felt bad, that things were about to get worse.

Qianlong Lee was silent, and he couldn't imagine his parents' reaction when they found out.

At Haotian Lee's words, Qianlong Lee's father's expression wilted. He couldn't believe what he was being told, he kept looking at his own child for a negative answer from Qianlong Lee, but he could see a hint of shame on Qianlong Lee's face.

Qianlong Lee His father shuddered inwardly, a bad feeling rising.

"Phoenix, is he telling the truth?" Qianlong Lee's mother, next to him, asked expectantly.

Meanwhile, Haotian Lee added sarcastically: "I told you this kid. It's a disgrace to be conspicuous without that stuff. Three years of not being able to break the public trifecta. I'm afraid even a pig is better than him."

Qianlong Lee's father, who suddenly appeared to be a teenager, slumped to the ground.

Qianlong Lee's mother, too, was flabbergasted. Lenovo thought of Qianlong Lee's calloused hands, but she still seemed incredulous and asked, "Son... is this true?"

Qianlong Lee was devastated, he had known the lie would eventually come out, but he hadn't expected it to come so soon.

A wave of powerlessness washed over her, and Qianlong Lee had never felt so sick to her heart, not even in the worst of times.

With a splash, Qianlong Lee dropped to his knees and thumped his head against his parents.

He then slapped himself three times with his left and right hands, prompting Qianlong Lee to whisper: "I'm sorry, mom and dad. I'm embarrassing you. I can't be a subscription-level web writer. I'm rubbish." Qianlong Lee bit his lip, muddy and oblivious to the blood running down the side of his mouth.

Qianlong Lee's mother sensed the desperation in her child's voice and immediately ran to help Qianlong Lee to her feet, whimpering, "Son, it's okay, don't feel bad, it's just that you're not valued enough by Zongmen to be a subscription-level web writer, it's okay to come back and be mortal, think about it, and parents will expect you to die later."

Qianlong Lee His father was now recovering as well, looking at Qianlong Lee's dejected expression. His father was so shocked that he rushed over to Qianlong Lee in his arms and said anxiously, "Don't do anything stupid, son. Everything has a father. Listen to your father. Let's go home and study masonry. It's the same as being a normal person."

Surrounding relatives and friends immediately uproar, Qianlong Lee turned out to be a water and firewood handyman, one mouth turned extremely fast.

They all looked away from Qianlong Lee's parents, gossiping and talking for a moment.

"Qianlong Lee but this kid, I thought no before, how can he compete with Haotian Lee from Big Brother, this is a disgrace." Qianlong Lee's third uncle sneered.

"It's just, I knew it was, and it's embarrassing to make it look like you're being taken seriously. Second brother, it's no wonder you got kicked out of the family in the first place, being your age and all." Qianlong Lee, the third brother of her father, sneers out loud.

"This kid is the most useless one in our family. Shame on you, I was just saying you were enjoying yourself with your second brother, and now look at it, you're done for the rest of your life. Not that." Qianlong Lee's aunt said.

For a moment, almost all of his friends and family looked snobbish. The vile words were coming down harder and harder on the Qianlong Lee family.

The scene was heaven and earth compared to the adulation I had received earlier when I learned that Qianlong Lee had become a disciple of Qianxi Wen Zong.

What's more, simply rip up your face and ask for a gift that you had willingly given before. Listening, Qianlong Lee's parents turned pale and Qianlong Lee's father clenched his fists, the pain in his heart intensifying. He seemed to have a feeling of desperation, and his ears were filled with sarcastic words.

Qianlong Lee's great-uncle, who sneers inwardly but casually at the mouth, says, "Second brother, I've said it before. Seven Hivens train web writers to be talented and demanding. Unless they're as good as my son, there's no chance of that crap in your family!"

Qianlong Lee's father sputtered with a huff of blood.

Qianlong Lee's father, unable to bear it, turned his head sharply and shouted, "Shut up, Li Shiren, you tried so hard to take my share of the family fortune and drove me out of Li's gate.

And you white-eyed coyotes, when you hear that my children have been adopted as disciples by the Seven Heavens, you fawn over them.

Now knowing that he was just a public level web writer with no place in the world, he sneered. Don't you have any humanity when you see others in trouble and you fall to the ground?

My father was going to give me his fortune before he died, but the rest of the Lee Shi-ren family tampered with his will and forced me out. Instead of giving me my share of the family fortune, I will take all of Lee's alone. "

At this, Li Shiren's tone is glazed over and he says angrily, "Your son is not cut out to be an internet writer after all he has said in the past. I kindly advise you that instead of thanking me, you should be angry at me. Well, you are not above and below the belt, father. No wonder your son is such a loser!"

The disdainful sneers and jeers that came from the mouths of those around him fell into the ears of Qianlong Lee, who stood frozen in place, as if a thorn in his heart had struck him hard. Qianlong Lee fought the tearing pain in his heart, looked at it coldly, and remembered the faces of everyone here.

But Qianlong Lee's father couldn't take any more of the blow, and his eyes rolled and he collapsed to the ground.

"Daddy, Daddy are you okay!" Qianlong Lee immediately went to pick up his father, Qianlong Lee at the tip of his nose, found his father's breath faint.

Qianlong Lee, without thinking of anything else, immediately ran behind his father's back toward the Lang's house on the east side of the stockade. Far from the house, Qianlong Lee could faintly hear the occasional taunt from family and friends in the yard.

Qianlong Lee was filled with remorse, all because he did not fight, or his father would not have ended up being ridiculed by his friends and family. Just because I'm a piece of shit that even my own parents have to endure endless humiliation.

My father, who had always been in good health, suddenly became very ill, so he became very sick.

Because he heard about Qianlong Lee, the langzhong in the stockade was also very disdainful of Qianlong Lee's family. He just gave Qianlong Lee some medicine at random and told his father to go home and take care of himself.

None of the so-called family and friends had visited Qianlong Lee's father.

Perhaps in their eyes, the so-called relationship is just a tool for profit. If you gain power and soar, one by one they rush to please you. But if you're in trouble, they'll never talk to you.

Qianlong Lee It took several hours for his father to wake up. He called Qianlong Lee to his side, choked several times, and finally let out a long sigh.

Qianlong Lee's father sighed inwardly, it would be a lie to say he wasn't disappointed. But Qianlong Lee was his son after all, so what if he was a real piece of shit. He was his own son.

At this point, the boss of his own family did not know how to laugh at himself.

His father clenched his fists at the thought of Qianlong Lee, blood and fury surging through his veins, but he held it in.