Chapter 69.1

Face-Slapping the reborn CEO (4.1)

Editor: ghost

"Teacher Wen, what do you mean by that?" Zhou Qiang asked.

"Hahaha, nothing much, only your family's Xueli and my family's Xiao Chan–it seems like they are dating." Wen Zhuyao said jokingly.

However Zhou Qiang did not believe it was a joke. Wen Zhuyao attached a lot of importance to his daughter. Other people may not know, but Zhou Qiang was very clear about it. When he followed Wen Zhuyao around, aside from his work, almost all his energy was spent on raising his daughter.

The current Wen Chan was outstanding in every way, she was also obedient. She was Wen Zhuyao's biggest pride. Since he called, then it meant that he didn't agree with the relationship.

In reality, it didn't matter to Zhou Qiang. It was very normal for people nearing their twenties to date. However, it was okay to date, but the partner was Wen Zhuyao's daughter. Then it was a completely different matter.

"Teacher, don't worry, I will certainly discipline Xueli properly."

"Ai, don't say something like discipline. Children this big, just remind him that it would be good to exercise some restraint. If he really wants to date, then he has to wait until he graduates. This is still not the appropriate time to date. Moreover, I'm their previous principal. This school is one that forbids dating, if it influences the general atmosphere, then it wouldn't be good."

"Yes, yes, Teacher. I will certainly make sure that in the future Xueli won't look for Xiao Chan."

"Alright, then let's do it like this."

"Goodbye, Teacher Wen."

Putting down the phone, Zhou Qiang restrained the fury in his heart with great difficulty. He said a few courteous sentences to let the friends continue their meal before going upstairs.

Zhou Xueli was depressed. Holding his phone, he was prepared to call Wen Chan. However, before it even connected, his phone had been slapped to the floor by Zhou Qiang.

Zhou Xueli looked at his father, but before he could react, he was greeted with Zhou Qiang's strong slap.

When Zhou Xueli regained his senses, he scrambled to get away. Because the fan in Zhou Qiang's hand was not enough to vent his anger, he started swinging the stool beside him.

"Bang!"

The solid stool was smashed to pieces. It showed that Zhou Qiang was really angry.

Looking at the remnants of the stool on the floor, Zhou Xueli was scared witless. He stood behind the table and asked, "Dad, what happened? Why?"

Zhou Qiang inhaled deeply, finger pointing at Zhou Xueli. He angrily rebuked, "You still dare to ask me why? Don't you deserve to be beaten? What kind of person is Wen Chan? She's the daughter of my, your father's teacher. You actually dare to catch her attention? In all my life, I don't have many respected persons, I only have Wen Zhuyao. But you still want to sleep with his daughter! Not beating you to death is already being kind."

Zhou Xueli was also uncomfortable in his heart because he despised Zhou Qiang's choice of words. What 'sleep with his daughter', is liking a girl always because of wanting to sleep with her? Can't one wholeheartedly be good with them?

Yes, his father had countless lovers. Thinking about it, for his father, wasn't playing with girls only sleeping with them?

"Dad, I truly like Xiao Chan."

"You still dare to argue? Fine, then you can see if I can beat you to death." Zhou Qiang went out after he finished talking. Only, he returned after a few seconds with a golf club in his hands.

Only then did Zhou Xueli become scared. If that golf club really hit him, then wouldn't he die?

"Dad, calm down a little, calm down. I was wrong."

Zhou Qiang raised the golf club and asked, "What did you do wrong, say it."

"Dad, I should not like Xiao Chan, in the future I won't look for her."

"Okay, I will give you one chance. If you still dare to go looking for her, I will absolutely break your legs. I always keep my promises."

"Yes, dad, I promise." Zhou Xueli hurriedly promised because Zhou Qiang was really someone who does what he says.

Zhou Qiang turned to leave while snorting coldly. Zhou Xueli tried hard to calm down, spitting out the wisps of blood in his mouth. He started to think about how Zhou Qiang knew about his relationship with Wen Chan.

The only people who knew about this matter were himself, Wen Chan, the principal and Zhou Xu. It couldn't be the principal, so that only left Zhou Xu.

He clenched his fists, swearing that he would never let Zhou Xu do whatever he wanted in this life.

At this moment, Zhou Xueli also discovered that even though he was reborn, he didn't know if it was because of the butterfly effect, but Zhou Xu didn't do what he did in his previous life. Then what should he do?

After thinking for half a day, Zhou Xueli decided that no matter what, he needed to first train his body because he didn't want to be chased and hit by Zhou Xu in this life.

At the moment Zhou Xueli wanted to go wash his swollen face in the bathroom, he once again met Zhou Xu.

Zhou Xueli's face had been smacked red by Zhou Qiang. He didn't want to be seen by Zhou Xu and be mocked again, so he lowered his head, slowly hiding his face. However, as he hid his face, Zhou Xu had already walked away. From beginning to end he acted as if Zhou Xueli was air.

Not knowing why, Zhou Xueli felt that this kind of complete disregard made him feel even more angry and embarrassed than being mocked. Standing in the corridor, he bit tensely at his lower lip to calm himself down because he still didn't have the strength to fight with Zhou Xu at the moment.

After being reborn, Zhou Xueli felt that at least he learned how to bear grievances patiently.

While Zhou Xueli was still enduring, Wen Chan was standing punishment in a dark space that could also be called a storage room.

When she was little, when she didn't listen, she would be hit. It was only after junior high that Wen Zhuyao didn't hit her anymore and asked her to stand as a punishment. However, she was already in university, and she still had to stand.

Wen Chan's father, Wen Zhuyao really understood her. Wen Zhuyao knew all her habits. That's why at lunch time, when Wen Chan merely said one sentence, "Today the course passed really smoothly, the teachers and my classmates were all really nice", Wen Zhuyao had guessed it.

"Xiao Chan, what happened today? Tell me the truth, don't wait for me to find it out myself."

Wen Chan only felt astonishment. What she didn't know was that in front of her father, she rarely used the word "really". For example, she generally would say that the weather was not bad, but had never said the weather was "really" not bad. She would say that the courses was ok, and not "really" smoothly. She would always speak concisely, so today's answer was very odd. Even if she wanted to conceal this oddity, she couldn't.

Lowering her head, Wen Chan said, "Dad, I'm dating."

"Who's your partner?" Wen Zhuyao's words were very cold. He had already said that Wen Chan could not date in university. She was different from the second generation of entrepreneurs or officials, she couldn't indulge herself.

"Zhou Xueli from Uncle Zhou's family." Wen Chan confessed. She didn't find it necessary to hide it, or it could also be said that concealing it was useless, Wen Zhuyao would still find out.

After that she was locked up in this small gloomy room. Wen Chan repeatedly asked herself if that was the kind of life she wanted, was that really the kind of father she wanted?

She repeatedly told herself that it was, it was, but the other voice in her heart was getting louder and clearer. This voice was continuously saying, "No, this is absolutely not the life you want. Your life should be free, not to be controlled again."

Severely controlling and protecting his daughter, Wen Zhuyao had this kind of education method. He was a principal for 17 years, he had students all over the world. No matter in the political circles or in the business world, he had students there. Some of them even became major figures. However, when he educated his own daughter, he went to the extreme.

In the gloomy room, Wen Chan was trying to calm herself down. After waiting for three hours, the door opened. Wen Chan obediently smiled before saying, "Dad, I was wrong."

Wen Zhuyao nodded and said, "En, then go practice your piano, you still hadn't done today's two hours practice."

Wen Chan lifted her head to look at the clock on the wall. It was already 11 PM, if she still practiced piano for two hours, it would be 1 AM by the time she was done. After practicing her piano, she still had to practice calligraphy for one hour.

Thankfully, she didn't have to dance everyday, otherwise she wouldn't be able to sleep that night.

Thinking about the past where she had to practice piano for two hours, dancing for another two hours and calligraphy for one hour, Wen Chan found it ridiculous all of a sudden. This life, what she hated the most was playing the piano, and next to that was dancing.

Perhaps, if Wen Zhuyao was not this severe, it was possible that she wouldn't hate it so much. But now whenever she saw the piano, she felt disgusted.

She liked to paint and liked to see other people draw a lifelike figure with only several strokes of a brush. She liked colorful paintings and oil paintings, but she did not have any choices in what she could like.

When she was practicing her calligraphy, she would sometimes secretly draw some little animals. However, as soon as she finished drawing, she had to tear the page because when Wen Zhuyao came to check, she always said that the torn papers were wasted manuscripts. However at this moment, Wen Chan felt that what was being torn was not the wasted paper, but all her happiness.

During the two hours practice, Wen Chan played the piano like a puppet. After finishing her practice, Wen Zhuyao came up to give her a glass of warm milk, "Sleep early, you don't have to practice your calligraphy today."

"Okay, thank you Father."

She finished her glass of milk obediently and washed her face before laying down on her bed. Wen Chan then discovered that her mobile phone had disappeared and a new phone that was just launched had replaced it.

The phone case was pink, very light and very cute, but Wen Chan didn't like it.

She was set to go on a road, but more and more, Wen Chan didn't want to follow it.

Wen Chan didn't remember Zhou Xueli's phone number, Zhou Xueli's phone had already been broken. The two people missed each other and went to sleep.

Zhou Qiang hitting people couldn't be hidden. That was why when Zhou Qiang didn't come back downstairs, Zhou Xu let his minions return home. He then discussed with Ke Tur how to shoot the video.

Ke Tur asked Zhou Xu if there was a main theme for this activity. Zhou Xu thought a little before saying, "I have to ask the principal because the poster for this activity hasn't been posted yet."

"Then how do you…", Ke Tur paused a little, then suddenly understood. This activity didn't exist, Zhou Xu talking like that was only to help her.

"Why are you helping me?" Ke Tur asked, "I don't seem to have done anything to help you, or do I have something of value that I don't even know myself?"

Zhou Xu's lips slightly curved and said: "Of course you have, because I want to work with you to pull my father down."

"What do you mean?"

"The literal meaning." When Zhou Xu finished talking, he turned to leave the dining room. As he left, he continued to say, "Anyway nothing has started, you can reject me at any time."

Zhou Xu went upstairs. In the corridor, he met Zhou Xueli's red and swollen face. What he saw in Zhou Xueli's eyes let Zhou Xu understand; it looked like the complaints fell on his head again.