The Billionaire's Hidden Affection-Chapter 662 - 659 Forcing Him to Show Himself 3_1

Out of nowhere, Yang Wei swung a punch at him. "What gives you the right to hit my mother? What gives you the right?"

Huang’s father grabbed Yang Wei and said in a stern voice, "Get lost!"

The Aunt sobbed loudly. "How dare you hit me? Sister, look at your wonderful son daring to strike me. Are you all trying to drive us to our deaths? Go ahead then, finish me off... So it turns out the real reason you all came was to beat us up!"

Huang’s mother had no choice but to try and pacify the situation. "Xiaojue... after all, your aunt is an elder. How could you hit an elder?"

"Damn you, you unfilial beast!" the Aunt cursed.

Huang Xiaojue, shaking with rage, turned and walked away.

"Xiaojue..."

He turned back. "I’ve made things clear today. Since you all refuse to heed my advice, I can’t pull you out of this mire. If anything happens to Yang Wei in the future, don’t come to me for help. I won’t be able to do anything. Aunt, this is the last time I’ll call you that. For the rest of my life, I will never step foot in your home again."

Yang Wei yelled, "Get out! We don’t need a relative who disowns his own family."

Huang’s mother pleaded anxiously, "Xiaojue, son, please, for my sake..."

Huang Xiaojue looked at her steadily. "Mom, if you persist in your ways and refuse to see reason, then from now on, you can consider me no longer your son!"

The Aunt shrieked, "Sister, did you hear that? Your precious son is going to sever ties with you too!"

With long strides, Huang Xiaojue left. Huang’s parents, too preoccupied to attend to the crying and wailing of the aunt and her family, immediately chased after him.

The journey home was silent. Huang’s father drove. Huang’s mother turned to glance at her son several times, but each time she couldn’t bring herself to speak. She was dreadfully afraid. Her son had never been so furious with her before, never lost his temper like this in her presence. But this time, he had first gathered everyone at her sister’s house, and then, in front of them all, he hadn’t just thrashed Yang Wei, he’d also slapped her sister. It felt as if he had slapped her directly across her own face. Moreover, her son had declared he was severing all ties with his aunt. He’d even threatened to disown her, his own mother. Even when he broke up with Yan Xixi, he’d never said such cruel things. These weren’t just words spoken in anger. Once her son said something like this, it meant he had already made the decision deep down.

Huang Xiaojue remained silent, leaning against the seat, utterly exhausted.

Huang’s mother tried to speak a few times but was stopped by her husband’s gaze.

「Finally, they arrived home.」

The three of them sat on the sofa.

Huang’s mother said awkwardly, "Son, you must be hungry. I’ll go make you some tea and prepare a few small dishes..."

Huang Xiaojue said gently, "Mom, don’t trouble yourself. I have a few things to say, and then I’ll leave."

Huang’s father coughed a few times, silencing Huang’s mother.

"Xiaojue, go ahead."

"Mom, from now on, you are not to accept any favors from Zhou Ting, nor are you to let her seek any benefits for your side of the family!"

Huang’s mother was stunned.

"Starting tomorrow, Yang Wei must be suspended!"

"But... Xiaojue... it’s not entirely Yang Wei’s fault. You heard her—Zhou Ting put him up to it. How could he have that kind of power on his own?"

"There’s no such thing as a free lunch in this world. Yang Wei took her favors and became her henchman. He hounded Yan Xixi mercilessly. Do you think Zhou Ting will value him more for it, or respect him more? Who do you think is footing the bill for all this behind the scenes? I’m afraid the next one to end up in prison as the scapegoat could very well be me—your son!"