There is nothing to talk about

Inside the room, Xu Baozhai was kneeling down in front of a woman. Her hands were trembling and she kept on begging. "Madame Lang, please forgive my Bingwen if he did something to offend you or Mr. Heng. He is just a kid. He doesn't understand. I'll do my best to stop him once he comes back from Hong kong. I'll give him a good beating. He'll never do something like this again."

"Six years ago I let you, mother and son pair, leave out of the pity of my heart. Now, I regret my decision." Lang Lan glanced at the woman at her feet with disgruntled expressions. Xu Baozhao was the same age as Lang Lan but she looked younger and still more beautiful than her age. Even though it had been so many years and Lang Lan attended so many spas and salons to keep her appearance, one couldn't counter the natural beauty.

"Should we beat her Madam Lang?" A man said. There were three bulky men holding rods.