Zhou Baoling let out a piercing scream, "Dad, stop hitting him, you're going to kill Haozhi if you keep hitting him!"
She reached out to stop Zhou Feng, who paused his beating slightly, but still raged verbally, "It'd be a relief if he were dead, you worthless thing."
Zhou Haozhi was terrified by the fresh red blood in front of him.
Although it was just a broken skin, he still felt so wronged that he collapsed and shouted at Zhou Feng, "Then just beat me to death, since ever since you married this woman, in your heart there's only this woman and her daughter."
These rebellious words made Zhou Feng's chest heave violently.
As if he could explode at any moment.
He raised his hand and slapped Zhou Haozhi again.
"No, Dad!" Zhou Baoling cried out in heart-wrenching agony, and with both hands she managed to block Zhou Feng's hand, crying and explaining, "Don't hit Haozhi anymore. It's not his fault. He only spoke up because he saw me wronged. Dad, please don't hit him..."