Sweet Beauty

Chapter 1111: How Could You Even Think Of Touching That Thing!

Chapter 1111: How Could You Even Think Of Touching That Thing!

In front of Han Yuanjun, Hou Yingyi could still lie without batting an eye, because he knew that Han Yuanjun didn't care whether he had touched the thing or not. Han Yuanjun only wanted to use this thing to threaten him.     

However, Hou Shihong was different. If Hou Shihong knew that he had touched it, he wouldn't be able to take over the Hou Family for the rest of his life.     

When he had started to become the general manager of the company and Hou Shihong's attitude toward him began to change, who knew Han Yuanjun would suddenly appear!     

Hou Yingyi's eyes widened as he anxiously shook his head in denial. "N-no. I didn't!"     

"You still dare to say you didn't touch it?" Hou Shihong became furious. He raised his other hand and slapped Hou Yingyi hard. "I raised you, so I know whether you're lying or not! Say it, how long has it been since you touched that thing?"     

Under Hou Shihong's intimidation and overbearing attitude, Hou Yingyi could no longer hide it and he tearfully confessed. "Not long, just two months. No! Just one month. I don't take that stuff anymore and I'm not addicted, dad. It's not! It's really not! It's not as extreme as you think, and it's not scary. I don't take it too much and I'm not addicted!"     

"What two months, one month?" Hou Shihong was a little confused.     

Hou Yingyi explained as he cried, feeling guilty. "It happened when you scolded me and kicked me out of the Hou Family. I stayed in a nightclub for a month and didn't come back. I was depressed, angry, hateful, and felt bad, so...so...I took it. But just a little bit!"     

Hou Shihong's vision suddenly went black as he suddenly let go of Hou Yingyi's collar. His body swayed and took two steps back. If Yu Meilin hadn't supported him in time, he might have fallen to the ground.     

Hou Shihong, who was supported by Yu Meilin, barely managed to stabilize himself. He felt so much pain that tears began to flow down his cheeks.      

"Oh, Yingyi! Yingyi! How could you be so stupid! You are my own child. No matter how unhappy I am with you, you are still my own child. You... you... how could you even think of touching that thing just because I scolded you?"     

Yu Meilin was still a little confused. She didn't hear Han Yuanjun and Hou Yingyi's conversation, so she asked out of curiosity. "What did the two of you talk about? What did Yingyi touch?"     

"What else?" Hou Shihong raised his hand to cover his eyes, but tears were still flowing between his fingers, "He's actually using methamphetamine!"     

"What?" As if Yu Meilin had heard that the apocalypse was approaching, she immediately collapsed and fell to the ground.     

Hou Shihong could barely stand on his feet, so he did not have the strength to support her.     

He cried for a while and finally shook his head in despair. He walked unsteadily toward the stairs. His haggard body suddenly looked as if he had aged ten years. Every step he took, it was as if he was stepping on a thorn. "My Hou Family has been destroyed! Everything has been destroyed!"     

The strength of a family depended on the strength of its children.     

For a wealthy family, what mattered was not how great and good their children's careers were, but how good their children's future prospects were.     

Even if you earned gold, silver, and mountains, the next generation was full of losers and unable to support the family, sooner or later all the family's wealth would be lost, hence the destruction of the family.     

When Hou Shihong thought of Hou Yingyi and Hou Zexian, he didn't even have the energy to bang his head against the wall.     

He had worked hard for half his life. It looked like... everything he did, his hard work, all ended up in vain.     

After Hou Shihong left, Yu Meilin cried in pain.     

No matter how much she disliked Hou Yingyi, he was still her own son.     

Furthermore, Hou Zexian had become a not good person now. Anyone in the family could suppress him. A few days ago, Hou Shihong had told her that the Hou Family might have to rely on Hou Yingyi in the future.     

But now....         

Relying on Hou Yingyi?     

Relying on a drug addict?     

"Wuwu..." Yu Meilin's heartbreaking cry was filled with despair and sadness. She grabbed Hou Yingyi's pants and hit him with all her might. "You unfilial child! How can you do such a thing? Wuwu... How am I supposed to face people now? Wuwu... wuwu..."     

Wei Xiaoqing did not move when Hou Shihong walked past her.     

She was afraid of his words.     

She did not know anything else, but she knew that if an ordinary person came into contact with that thing, his whole life would be ruined!     

She ... She actually married such a man ...     

If Hou Yingyi was destroyed, who would she rely on for the rest of her life?     

Yu Meilin's cry made Wei Xiaoqing's heart gradually turn cold. Suddenly, all the strength in her body seemed to be sucked out of her. She helplessly fell to the ground.     

Hou Yingyi covered his face with both hands. He was so regretful that his intestines had turned green. Yes, he had taken the stuff, but he was not addicted yet!     

Why did it seem like the end of the world for this family?     

After a while, Hou Zexian came down the stairs with the child. Seeing Wei Xiaoqing sitting on the stairs, he just looked at her indifferently and then walked around her as if she were a pile of garbage. His feet didn't even touch her pants.     

Yu Meilin's cries could be heard from the corridor, but Hou Zexian's expression didn't change at all. When he walked into the living room, he only glanced at Yu Meilin and Hou Yingyi for a moment before entering the kitchen.     

He had come down to find food for himself. Tonight, no one in the Hou Family had any appetite. They weren't hungry, but he was.     

The food cooked by the servants had already gone cold, but he didn't care. He fetched a bowl of rice and sat down at the table. In one hand, he held the child, in the other, he held the chopsticks.     

The housekeeper hid in a corner and watched the living room for a long time. She heard the sound of crying getting smaller and just as she was about to sneak out, she was stopped by Hou Zexian. "Nanny Huang."     

Nanny Huang embarrassedly stopped walking and turned to smile at Hou Zexian. "S-s-second Y-young Master!"     

Hou Zexian sneered, then looked up at her. "I'm not going to lash at you, why are you stuttering?"     

Nanny Huang smiled embarrassedly. "Second Young Master, what's the matter?"     

Hou Zexian asked casually. "What did they say just now?"     

Nanny Huang always liked to eavesdrop in the corner. Hou Zexian knew about this.     

As expected, when faced with Hou Zexian's question, Nanny Huang walked towards him as if she had been injected with chicken blood. She said rather excitedly, "Just now, Old Master and Mr. Han talked about something about the First Young Master. As long as Mr. Han lets the First Young Master go this time, the Old Master will be willing to deliver the child back."     

As she said this, she deliberately glanced at the child in Hou Zexian's arms, then held back the words she was about to say.     

Hou Zexian wasn't surprised in the least. He gently looked at the child in his arms and then asked, "Did you hear what Han Yuanjun has on Hou Yingyi?"     

"This..."