My Inner Thought is Exposed! The Villain Family Defy Their Fate!

"..."

Watching his father’s excited and joyful expression, Yun Wanye swallowed hard. Would he still be this happy if he knew who the woman he sent was?

He brushed away Yun Zheng’s hand and said apprehensively, "Father, I won’t get up. You should just beat me first."

"Hmm?"

Seeing his demeanor, Yun Zheng frowned, a bad premonition rising in his heart.

This kid went out with Yun Wanyao. Why did he return alone?

Thinking of the boy’s unusual behavior, Yun Zheng pursed his lips, squinting his eyes, and said heavily, "Who did you find for the Emperor?"

Yun Wanye couldn’t help but feel a shiver run down his spine, weakly saying, "Uh, it’s Yun Wanyao."

"For God’s sake..."

As he finished speaking, the whip in his hand was seized. Yun Zheng swung it, ready to whip the boy, but reluctantly halted mid-air.

Looking at the boy in front of him, Yun Zheng’s face was gloomy and terrifying.

"Yun Wanye, you really have the audacity to lay such a plan on Yao’er. She’s your sister, how could you be so heartless to send her to the Emperor?"

"Father, I realize my mistake, I’m guilty. Whatever punishment you want to give me, I’m willing to accept without any resistance."

In the face of Yun Zheng’s reproach, Yun Wanye did not argue at all, bowing his head in complete admission of guilt.

Anyway, he had achieved his goal; admitting his mistake was not a big deal, even if it meant enduring a beating.

’Bang!’

The whip in Yun Zheng’s hand struck the table harshly, and with a mighty force, the teacups shattered into fragments, making a loud cracking sound.

He clenched his fists, looking angrily at the boy on the floor.

"Do you think I don’t want to punish you? If you weren’t my son, I would kill you tonight."

"But I don’t have time to deal with you now. Kneel here properly. Once I bring Yao’er back, I’ll deal with you then."

With that, Yun Zheng, holding the whip, turned with a menacing air and walked towards the door.

He was going to bring Yun Wanyao back from the palace.

His daughter could absolutely not enter the palace.

However, he had just taken two steps when his thigh was tightly embraced. Furious, Yun Zheng turned his head, only to see Yun Wanye clinging to his leg, looking at him with an innocent face.

"Father, calm down, don’t be so impulsive."

Yun Wanye hugged tightly with all his strength.

He had put so much thought into advancing things to this point, he couldn’t let his father ruin it now.

"I can’t calm down. Let go, or I’ll beat you to death."

Yun Zheng was very irritable, obviously extremely furious.

Yun Wanye secretly sweated, then recklessly said, "Father, then just beat me, but don’t enter the palace, you mustn’t go."

This was his own father. Yun Wanye didn’t really believe his father would beat him to death.

At most, he would endure a harsh beating, but in exchange for the opportunity to marry the princess, it was absolutely worth it.

"You..."

Yun Zheng was so angry he was dizzy, lifting his leg to kick the boy.

Although he was very angry, he didn’t use much force, which left Yun Wanye feeling almost nothing.

"Father, don’t pity me; feel free to beat me, just don’t hit my face, I rely on it for my livelihood."

Yun Wanye still held onto his leg, playfully rubbing against it.

Tsk, the princess liked his face more than she liked him, so he couldn’t let his face get damaged. Once it was damaged, he would be worthless.

Yun Zheng: "..."

All his anger was deflated by the boy’s shameless antics and words. He deeply inhaled and slapped the boy’s head with his palm.

"You brat, how could you do this to Yao’er? You’d make your mother heartbroken."

"Yes, yes, you’re right, father. I’m indeed unruly, I’m a bastard, it’s all my fault, I won’t dare again."

Yun Wanye continued to maintain an impeccable attitude of remorse.

Seeing the situation, he probably wouldn’t even have to endure the whip. In that case, if it was just verbal reprimand from his father, he had to listen well and avoid arguing.

Not only must he not argue, but he also had to preemptively scold himself, leaving his father nothing else to say.

Yun Zheng: "..."

This brat preempted everything he wanted to scold, leaving him speechless.