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Chapter 169 Severely punish Yin Shumo

Chapter 169 Severe Punishment of Yin Shumo

"But Xiaomori told me that it was you who held Xian Chuan's hand and framed him." Feng Tingbei exposed it coldly. He was really disgusted by that bitch's lies.

"No, I didn't. Xiao Sen had a good relationship with him, but he hated me, so I helped him deceive others." Yin Shumo also slandered Xiao Sen Bao.

"Are you saying that I failed to educate my son well and made him a liar?" The chill in Feng Tingbei's eyes became more and more serious.

"No, no, that's not what I meant. I mean, he -"

Yin Shumo felt more and more guilty as she spoke, but she had to bite the bullet and continue to make up the story, "He was instigated by Bo Xianchuan. A five-year-old child can easily be deceived."

"Manager Zhan, show her the surveillance camera." Feng Tingbei had already given Yin Shumo a chance to admit her mistake, but she didn't cherish it.

In fact, Shui Yunting's surveillance system was designed by Feng Tingbei himself. Even in remote places, there are surveillance cameras. But except him, no one knows where these cameras are hidden, and no one has the authority to view these surveillance cameras.

In the surveillance video, Yin Shumo's action of grabbing Bo Xianchuan's hand was obvious. But she continued to quibble, "No, that's not the case. This surveillance has been tampered with..."

"That's enough!" Feng Tingbei snapped. Then he went to ask Manager Zhan, "According to the Feng family's rules, if a distinguished guest is framed to deceive the host, and serious consequences are caused, what should be done?"

"Thirty heavy sticks, drive me out of the house." Guanshi Zhan's words made Yin Shumo, who was lucky, collapse to the ground.

Thirty sticks, wouldn't that mean beating her to death?

She screamed and cried: "Ting Bei, you can't do this to me. I'm not a servant of the Feng family, I'm your fiancée."

"If you make trouble before entering the house, the punishment will be doubled!" The Feng family's family rules are not only for the servants, but also more stringent for the master who makes a mistake.

"No, you can't hit me! I am your fiancée. If you hit me, you are hitting yourself in the face..." Yin Shumo shouted loudly while struggling desperately.

How can a servant who is subject to execution allow her to break free? If she doesn't beat Yin Shumo hard, they will be the ones punished!

As soon as Yin Shumo was escorted to the bench, the first stick fell.

"Ah!" She screamed, her whole body shaking with pain.

This is much more painful than yesterday when she bumped into the coffee table.

She hit it by herself, but her self-protection instinct made her quickly reduce her strength. In addition, her strength was not very strong, so the force of the impact was only enough to break some skin.

But now, the male servant holding the stick used all his strength to hit her, and her skin and flesh were torn apart with just one stroke of the stick.

The other servants in Shui Yunting saw this and were frightened in their hearts. They huddled together one by one and leaned back as hard as they could.

Manager Zhan took the opportunity to admonish: "There are only four masters in Shuiyunting, that is, the eldest young man, the eldest uncle, the eldest wife, and the deceased young lady. Do you understand me clearly?"

Not to mention a small Shuiyunting, the entire Feng family will belong to their eldest son in the future. If you dare to deal harshly with the eldest son’s distinguished guests, you are asking for death!

The servants nodded in fright.

When Yin Shumo heard it, she felt heart-piercing pain. Even the dead Mu Huan was included, but there was no place for her!

Not allowing her to feel sad, the man with the stick struck again with the second stick, and this time the stick with a thick wrist broke directly. Yin Shumo also fainted from her screams.

Feng Tingbei glanced at Manager Zhan, and he quickly asked a male servant to pour ice water mixed with salt on Yin Shumo.

The Feng family didn't rub salt into wounds, so Yin Shumo had to create her own. When she was so proud, she probably didn't expect that a few hours later, she would suffer the consequences, right?


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