Guan Deqing was very sure that the figure in the distance was Guan Zu.

Next to Guan Zu, there was a tall girl with purple hair dyed and wearing a black leather jacket with nails. She looked young.

"Azu!" Guan Deqing was about to go up and call him.

Huo Wenjun grabbed her and reminded: "Wait Ah Qing, it seems that Ah Zu should be dating a girl, so let's not bother him."

Guan Deqing stopped, looked at him, and raised his eyebrows: "The little brat doesn't tell me if he has a girlfriend!"

Then he frowned slightly, "That girl..."

She wanted to speak but stopped. The girl beside Guan Zu was dressed too avant-garde, which made her frown.

Huo Wenjun didn't think there was anything: "Azu is not young anymore, he is very sensible."

Guan Deqing nodded.

While speaking, Guan Zu and the others quickly disappeared into the crowd, and obviously did not hear Guan Deqing's greeting.

Guan Deqing thought about it but couldn't catch up.

After all, the two are not brothers and sisters, and now they are dating Huo Wenjun, so she doesn't want to be disturbed.

After skipping this little episode, the two continued to wander around until nearly ten o'clock, and they returned home with unfulfilled feelings.

When he got home, Guan Deqing went to take a shower first. As soon as he came out, his slender waist was wrapped by a pair of big hands. His delicate body trembled and he suddenly became soft.

"Hate! So anxious... Um..."

The following words were blocked directly in the mouth.

A night of tenderness.

The mandarin ducks are in love with each other late at night, and the lotus brocade is full of red waves...

...

It was late at night and Guan Zu returned home.

As soon as I walked into the house, the smile that had just left on my face suddenly subsided. I didn't even turn on the light, and I walked towards my room in silence while touching the darkness.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the lights in the living room began to light up.

Immediately afterwards, a roar came: "The bastard still knows to get back!"

Guan Zu's body shook reflexively, and his originally erect back collapsed quickly. He shrank his head and looked at the middle-aged man who was rushing towards him angrily.

A trace of fear and gloom flashed in his eyes, and a trace of resentment was hidden deep in his eyes.

The visitor was Guan Zu's old man Guan Shiyao, Guan Deqing's third uncle, and the senior police superintendent of the North District.

Guan Shiyao stepped forward to Guan Zu, looking at his son who was almost as tall as him, and his eyes showed unconcealed disgust.

He scolded with a bad voice: "The bastard, I went out to fool again, and I came back so late! If you have the ability, get out and don't come back!"

The father's cold eyes and tone made Guan Zu's heart quickly become colder, and the resentment in his eyes became stronger and stronger. However, he grew up under his father's high pressure and did not dare to contradict Guan Shiyao. He stumbled twice and explained palely: "I, I... it was Zhou Sufei who wanted to pull me shopping..."

Before he finished speaking, he interrupted Guan Shiyao rudely, staring at him with a dark face: "How many times have you said that you are not allowed to hang out with your friends? You just don't listen. You know that you are idle all day long. How could I, Guan Shiyao, have a useless son like you!"

Guan Zu lowered his head and silently endured Guan Shiyao's merciless scolding. This was a scene that would inevitably happen every day. He had already gotten used to it. To be precise, his heart had long been numb.

Looking at Guan Zu's silent cowardly appearance, Guan Shiyao was angry. Not only did he not diminish, but he became more and more angry.

I think he is a well-known figure, but his son is so unsatisfied that he really feels so sorry for his irony.

When I thought of the top-notch police academy students I saw when I inspected the police academy today, especially Liu Jianming, Song Zijie and He Shangsheng, who were outstanding in all aspects and were highly praised by the police academy.

Think about how many years these people are apart from Guan Zu, but the difference between the two is not a little bit.

Anger suddenly arose from my heart.

They are all raised by their parents, and at the same age, they are so outstanding, but their evil sons are just so useless, not enterprising, and are confused and wasted every day. They know that they are fooling around with those friends, which makes people angry when they think about it.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt aggrieved, and I had nowhere to vent my anger, and suddenly felt a sense of resentment in my heart. I grabbed a white cushion on the sofa, and suddenly slapped it on Guan Zu's head, one after another...

"Sad son! A bad guy who is not good at it!"

"Garbage! Waste!"

He crawled into Guan Zu's ears with shouts after shouting.

Guan Zu was beaten to the point of staggering, but he did not dare to hide. He curled up, hugged his head and remained silent, allowing Guan Shiyao to beat and shout angrily.

For him, being beaten is also a daily routine and he has become accustomed to it.

However, his timid look made Guan Shiyao become more and more angry as he looked at him, and his actions became heavier and he swung his wrinkled cushion and slapped Guan Zu's head again. The ring on his finger accidentally scratched Guan Zu's forehead and suddenly cut a hole.

Looking at the blood on Guan Zu's forehead, Guan Shiyao's eyes were not fluctuating, and there was no regret or care in his eyes. He stared at Guan Zu coldly, feeling that this evil son was really beyond his reach. He scolded him for a long time and didn't know how to put one.

"If you can have one-tenth of Liu Jianming and the others' ability, I can wake up laughing when I fall asleep... a waste!" After anger, Guan Shiyao was too lazy to pay attention to Guan Zu anymore, so he threw down the cushion and slammed the door and left.

When I walked to the door, I happened to pass by my wife who was alarmed by the huge movement.

Grandmother Guan's eyes suddenly glared at the messy living room and her blood-headed son, pulling her husband's clothes like a shrew, and asked angrily: "You hit your son again?! I'll never finish it tonight!"

Guan Shiyao didn't take her, but shook her hand away, and said, "A kind mother is a bad son." He went back to the room without looking back.

Grandmother Guan chased after her relentlessly: "Don't leave, dear guy! Tell me clearly!"

Soon, there were violent quarrels coming from the upstairs.

"Guan Shiyao, what are you? You know how to pretend to be garlic all day long. Fortunately, my son is not like you!"

"You still have the face to say that you spoiled Azu and made him so useless!"

"I'm spoiled?! So what about you? Have you taught your son? You know how to corporal punishment, beating and scolding all day long, and you're worthy of being a father?"

"you?!"

"What are you doing? Do you still want to hit me? Do you have the ability to try it out?"

"Shy, I don't know you like me!"

“…”

Listening to the constant quarrels coming from the upstairs, Guan Zu dragged his body back to his room silently, took out the medicine box and treated the wound briefly, and then put a ok thigh on his forehead.
Chapter completed!