Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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Luo’s main building, physiotherapy room.
Luo Zhan was wearing a loose and soft dark blue therapy suit and lying face down on the leather therapy bed in the therapy room.
Luo Zhan’s physiotherapy suit consisted of long pants and a short-sleeved shirt, with his elbows and lower arms exposed to the air. His skin color was a cool white, which made the purple bruises on his exposed arms even more eye-catching.
Next to the therapy bed, an old man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties but still in good spirits wrung out the cotton towel soaked in medicine in his hand and flicked it in the air.
Luo Zhan, who was lying on the therapy bed, frowned slightly and turned his head to the other side: “What is added to this medicine?”
The old physical therapist laughed: “You think it smells bad?”
“The smell is unbearable.”
“That’s strange,” the old physical therapist said jokingly, “Our young master can even withstand the family rules of the Luo family, so how come he can’t stand the smell of a medicine?”
Luo Zhan paused after hearing this: “That was the family punishment for refusing the marriage, but now I am enduring it in vain.”
“Oh? If the conditions are the same, then the young master can tolerate this smell?”
The old physical therapist talked to Luo Zhan to distract him, while applying the still hot cotton towel to Luo Zhan’s right arm and slowly massaging it.
No matter how light the force was, it was still a wound, not to mention that if you wanted to rub out the subcutaneous blood clots, too little force would not work – so the old physiotherapist’s strong, rough-skinned hands pressed up through the medicated cotton towel, and Luo Zhan’s brows instinctively wrinkled due to the pain.
Letting out a breath of cool air, Luo Zhan rested his head on the low pillow on the therapy bed and curled the corners of his lips lazily: “If the conditions are the same, don’t ask me about enduring the smell, I can even drink it up.”
The old physical therapist was stunned and lost control of the strength in his hands.
“…Tsk.”
Luo Zhan was pressed on a painful spot and he gritted his teeth to suppress a groan, but his body couldn’t help but shiver instinctively.
When the nervous system that was “kidnapped” by the pain at that moment resumed normal operation, Luo Zhan laughed angrily and turned to look at the old physical therapist——
“The Luo family’s family rules actually have two sets, right? The first set is to get beaten by my grandfather, and the second set is to send to you here for physical therapy, right?”
“I’m sorry, young master. I’m old and my hands are not steady.” The old physical therapist smiled good-naturedly and lowered his head to continue massaging Luo Zhan’s blood stasis. “In order not to marry the girl from the Tang family, you suffered so much. How much do you dislike her?”
Luo Zhan lay back down: “I didn’t suffer for her.”
“What purpose is there then?”
“…” Luo Zhan lowered his eyes, and at a certain moment, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, “Secret.”
The old physical therapist laughed and said, “Okay, then I’ll wait and see that powerful young lady who caused chaos inside and outside the Luo family before she even entered the Luo family’s house, and who also made our young master who had never been slapped since he was a child, get beaten up like this.”
Luo Zhan sneered softly but did not refute.
Not long into the massage, there was a knock on the door of the therapy room.
The maid came in with the phone and stopped by the therapy bed: “Young Master, it’s a call for you.”
Luo Zhan closed his eyes and frowned, without turning back: “Whose?”
The servant hesitated: “It belongs to the eldest young master.”
Luo Zhan paused, then opened his eyes: “Hang up.”
Maid: “?”
Luo Zhan sneered: “He must have heard the news and called to gloat over my misfortune.”
“…”
The maid looked at the old physical therapist for help.
The old physical therapist stopped, picked up a clean towel to clean his hands, and took the phone from the maid: “Okay, you can go out first.”
“Why.”
After the maid left, the old therapist put the phone next to Luo Zhan and said helplessly: “It’s because you two are always like this that so many people at home and outside think you two are at odds with each other.”
Luo Zhan sneered: “Isn’t that the truth?”
After picking up the phone, Luo Zhan frowned and sat up from the therapy bed.
Leaning back against the wall, Luo Zhan raised the phone to his ear and spoke lazily, “What’s the matter, Master Luo?”
Luo Xiu said gently from the other end of the phone: “I have received your concern. I heard that you were punished by the family rules, so I came here specially to take care of you.”
Luo Zhan frowned: “My care?” He thought for a few seconds and smiled suddenly, “Ah, you mean that thing…”
“I originally had nothing to do with your network, but you worked hard to trip me up.”
“I’ve already lost the bet, and I can’t win but I still have a chance of a tie.” Luo Zhan lowered his eyes, his expression lazy and happy, “I still have acquaintances there, it won’t be difficult to ask them to ‘take care’ of your career. It’s just a small favor, you’re welcome, brother.”
“You’re welcome. Reciprocity is the norm.” Luo Xiu’s tone remained calm, neither angry nor irritable. “As soon as I heard about your punishment, I immediately prepared a gift for you.”
“…”
Luo Zhan’s expression froze slightly.
“Knock, knock, knock.”
The door of the therapy room suddenly rang again at this moment.
Luo Zhan looked up.
Following Luo Xiu’s words, he now had a bad feeling in his heart…
Before Luo Zhan could even figure out the possible source of this premonition, the door of the therapy room was pushed open by a servant, and an anxious voice came in from outside the door –
“Young Master, the master and his wife have returned to the country!”
Luo Zhan froze on the therapy bed.
Luo Xiu didn’t know if he heard the servant’s call from a distance, but he smiled gently on the phone: “Ah, it seems that the gift has arrived?”
Luo Zhan regained consciousness and gritted his teeth: “Did you tell them about this?”
“I told you, courtesy comes first.” Luo Xiu said calmly, “You’re welcome, brother.”
“…”
Luo Zhan no longer had time to argue with Luo Xiu——
A dark shadow suddenly appeared at the door, and in the next second, she rushed over crying:
“My poor son!”
“Bang.”
Luo Zhan was knocked against the wall, and the pain in his back suddenly flared up.
His head went blank for a few seconds, and when he slowly came back to his senses, Luo Zhan ignored the woman crying on him, gnashed his teeth and looked towards the door of the therapy room.
There stood a man who looked 50% like him and had a calm expression.
Luo Zhan said bitterly: “Take your wife away from me.”
The man was unmoved: “That’s your mother.”
“Take her away too.”
“Haven’t I taught you since childhood to handle your own things?”
“…”
Luo Zhan was so angry that his expression went blank.
After enduring for more than ten seconds, seeing that the woman crying on him showed no signs of stopping, Luo Zhan could no longer bear it and lowered his head: “Mom, can you get up and cry?”
“Oh, oh, oh, my poor son!” The woman remained unmoved.
Luo Zhan’s forehead twitched: “Am I pitiful?”
“You were beaten like this by your cruel grandfather, how can you not be pitiful!? Wuwuwuwu, Luo Qingtang, you bast**d, your son was beaten like this and you didn’t tell me, wuwuwu…”
The “bast**d” stood by the door and just raised his eyebrows.
Luo Zhan quickly gave him a thankful glance, but he couldn’t escape, so he turned his gaze away: “Since I’m so pitiful, shouldn’t you avenge me?”
“——!”
Bi Qingyan raised her head: “Son, tell me how do you want your mother to avenge you!”
Luo Zhan heaved a sigh of relief, but his face showed no sign of it. He just raised his arm, revealing the bruises on it: “My grandfather beat me.”
Bi Qingyan: “?”
Luo Zhan: “He should be in the study now.”
Bi Qingyan was silent for a few seconds, then stood up. Then she wiped away the tears that had been held back for a second, “I understand. Son, wait for mom to help you reason!”
“…”
Luo Zhan watched with relief as the woman turned and left.
When the sound of Bi Qingyan’s high heels moved out of hearing range, Luo Zhan’s expression relaxed.
Then he raised his eyelids listlessly and looked at the man at the door: “Aren’t you going to cheer her on?”
Luo Qingtang turned his gaze back calmly: “Are you not very clear about her fighting ability?”
Luo Zhan’s forehead twitched again: “…Since you knew, you should have stopped her from coming back.”
Luo Qingtang glanced at his son calmly: “You know I can’t stop her, so you should have considered all the consequences before doing this.”
Luo Zhan: “…”
Luo Qingtang won the debate with his youngest son slightly, but he was not proud. Instead he walked to the therapy bed with a calm expression.
He lifted the corner of Luo Zhan’s shirt and caught a glimpse of the shocking bruises on the young man’s muscular waist and abdomen.
Luo Qingtang rarely showed any expression. He frowned, lifted the corner of Luo Zhan’s clothes and looked up: “Did you greet all the ancestors of the Luo family?”
Luo Zhan: “…”
Luo Zhan: “Am I sick?”
“You can let yourself be beaten to this extent. I think you are seriously ill.”
Luo Zhan: “…”
Luo Qingtang: “Since you didn’t do anything so outrageous, why were you beaten like this?”
Luo Zhan pulled back the corner of his clothes carelessly, turned sideways and got off the therapy bed, and said lazily: “This is a self-torture trick for the Tang family to see. Otherwise, how can I get away?”
“You didn’t get into the trap in the first place, why do you need to get out of it?”
“…I’ve been in.” Luo Zhan put on his slippers, lightly pressed his stiff shoulders and walked out the door.
Luo Qingtang frowned slightly and said, “You? Did you take the initiative to fall into the Tang family’s trap?”
“Um.”
“Why?”
“…” Luo Zhan said nothing.
Luo Qingtang was silent for a few seconds, and his expression changed subtly: “Is what Luo Xiu said true?”
“What did he say?” Luo Zhan frowned and turned back. Thinking of the embarrassing and painful scene he had just experienced, he felt like gritting his teeth when he heard this name.
Luo Qingtang: “He said you might be in love.”
Luo Zhan: “…”
Luo Zhan’s eyes drifted away. He then walked out of the therapy room in his slippers, speaking in a lazy and careless tone, “You still listen to his nonsense.”
“Really?” The voice behind him followed.
“No.”
“Then why did you fall into the Tang family’s trap and had to endure such family discipline?”
“…It has nothing to do with you. You should wait until my mother stops crying and take her back immediately.”
Luo Zhan finished speaking, and there was no sound behind him. So he took two steps forward, still feeling a little uneasy.
Luo Zhan slowly stopped, frowned and looked back: “Aren’t you leaving yet?”
As soon as he finished speaking, he ran into Luo Qingtang ‘s insightful eyes.
The man who looked 50% like him smiled, which was very rare: “Whose girl is it?”
Luo Zhan: “…”
Luo Zhan ruffled his hair impatiently: “Did I say——”
“Young Master.”
The servant who was walking up the stairs behind Luo Zhan stopped halfway up the stairs and looked at Luo Zhan in surprise as he stood at the entrance of the stairs.
Luo Zhan looked back with a cold look: “What’s wrong?”
Servant: “The young lady from the Tang family came unexpectedly today. Didn’t the young master instruct us in advance that if she comes, we must notify you first.”
Luo Zhan: “…”
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