Chapter 66: Savagely Beating Jiang Hao

The stock price would instantly collapse, and she and her father would plummet from the clouds overnight, drowning in debt.

At the mere thought of such a terrifying consequence, a layer of cold sweat broke out across Jiang Zhiyun’s back.

She could not wait any longer.

She picked up the loan documents detailing Jiang Hao’s reckless actions and dialed Jiang Shicheng’s number once more.

"Dad, the situation is a ten-thousand times worse than we imagined."

"Jiang Hao... he forged my signature, misappropriated three hundred million in corporate working capital from the bank, took on a fivefold leverage, and poured it all into the stock market."

"Do you know what this means? If the cash flow from those few songs by Chen Yu hadn't arrived just in time to patch the financial hole, we might already be... holding a meeting with the bankruptcy liquidation team right now."

On the other end of the line, there was a dead silence.

More than a ten-second pause dragged on without Jiang Shicheng uttering a single syllable.

Then, she heard a loud crash, as if something had been violently smashed to pieces.

Immediately following that came Jiang Shicheng’s voice, suppressed to an ultimate, terrifying roar:

"This... unfilial bastard!!!"

The call was abruptly disconnected.

...

The Jiang Family Villa.

With bloodshot eyes, Jiang Shicheng rushed out of his car without even shutting the door, storming furiously through the front gates of the villa with a violent momentum.

"Jiang Hao! Get your ass out here!"

His roar made the crystal chandelier on the ceiling vibrate and hum.

Upstairs in his second-floor bedroom, Jiang Hao was playing a video game while still harboring resentment over his father’s cold indifference, when he was so startled by the roar that his game controller dropped onto the floor.

Before he could process what was happening, the heavy solid wood door of his room was kicked violently open from the outside!

"Bang—!"

The door slammed against the wall with a deafening crash.

Terrified, Jiang Hao raised his head and caught sight of a father resembling an evil ghost from the depths of hell, something he had never witnessed in his entire life.

Veins bulged on Jiang Shicheng’s face, and his eyes were completely bloodshot.

"Dad... you..."

Before Jiang Hao could finish, Jiang Shicheng lunged forward in a single stride, grabbed him by the collar, and dragged him off his expensive gaming chair as if he were dragging a dead dog.

"You unfilial wretch! You prodigal beast!"

Roaring with fury, Jiang Shicheng unbuckled the Hermès belt from his waist.

And then he lashed it viciously across Jiang Hao’s back!

"Crack!"

Accompanied by Jiang Hao’s piercing, miserable scream.

A searing agony instantly erupted from his back, burning like fire, as if his very flesh and skin had been torn apart.

"Dad! What are you doing? Have you lost your mind?" Jiang Hao rolled on the floor in agony, trying to evade the blows.

But Jiang Shicheng, whose sanity had been completely swallowed by rage, gave him no chance whatsoever.

He kicked Jiang Hao sprawling onto the floor, and then the belt descended upon him like a torrential rain, landing wildly across his body, his back, his legs...

"Have I lost my mind? I think you're the fucking one who's insane!"

"Crack!"

"Three hundred million! Three hundred million in working capital! Fivefold leverage? Are you trying to make me jump off a building, you asshole?!"

"Crack! Crack!"

"The empire I broke my back to build my entire life was almost fucking ruined by a piece of trash like you!"

"Crack!"

Jiang Shicheng bellowed as he struck.

The servants in the villa were shaking with terror, cowering in the corners without even daring to draw a full breath.

At first, Jiang Hao was screaming and begging for mercy, but soon his voice grew weak.

Crumpled on the cold floor, he felt as though every bone in his body was about to shatter.

This vicious beating continued for an unknown length of time.

Only when Jiang Shicheng himself was breathing heavily did he finally stop, casting the blood-stained belt onto the floor.

Looking down from above at his son, who lay curled up like a lump of mud, incapable even of groaning, there was not a shred of pity in his eyes.

"Useless trash..."

He panted heavily, his chest heaving violently.

"Look at what you've become! Now look at your sister!"

"Single-handedly, she secured a multi-billion-yuan project from the Lin family, bringing immense honor and face to the company! And you? You take the company's money and pull off such a self-destructive, family-ruining stunt!"

Jiang Shicheng’s voice was like ice blades dipped in poison, slicing away at Jiang Hao’s self-esteem piece by piece.

"How can you compare to her? Huh? Tell me, exactly what do you have to compare with her?!"

"Trash! You are a thoroughly useless piece of trash!"

With that, as if having exhausted every ounce of his strength, Jiang Shicheng delivered a vicious kick to Jiang Hao’s body.

Then he turned around and strode out of the room without looking back.

"Starting today, all your bank cards and credit cards are canceled! Stay quietly right here in this house and don't you dare go anywhere! If I ever catch you pulling any more stunts, I will break your legs myself!"

The bedroom door was slammed shut with a heavy thud.

Finally, the entire world fell silent.

Lying on the chilly floor, Jiang Hao felt pain radiating from every single inch of his body.

Blood and cold sweat mingled together, soaking through his clothes and sticking sluggishly to his skin.

Yet he could not feel it.

All his senses had been completely numbed by his father’s final words.

"You aren't even worthy of comparing to a single finger of hers!"

"Trash!"

"A thoroughly, utterly useless piece of trash!"

These words felt like red-hot branding irons, searing deeply into his heart and leaving behind an indelible mark.

So... this was how his father truly viewed him?

A worthless piece of trash? Garbage not even fit to match a single finger of his sister's?

He had always believed he was his father’s pride, the sole heir to the Jiang family. He had always believed that no matter what mistakes he made, his father would unconditionally tolerate him and stand by his side.

Yet today, reality dealt him the most cruel blow.

All favoritism and indulgence proved fragile and worthless in the face of absolute interest and value.

He had not just been defeated; he had been... abandoned.

Completely and utterly negated by his father in the most hurtful and humiliating manner possible.

And who was the mastermind behind all of this?

In the depths of Jiang Hao’s eyes, a layer of dark, venomous bloodshot slowly crept up.

Jiang Zhiyun!

It was Jiang Zhiyun again!

If she hadn't stolen the Galaxy Bay project!

If she hadn't ratted him out to their father!

How could he have ever fallen to such a pathetic state today?

Not only had she stolen the credit that rightfully belonged to him, but she also wanted to trample him underfoot, exposing his incompetence and stupidity to their father!

This woman... how vicious her heart was!

He lay flat on the ground, his body trembling uncontrollably from the excruciating pain.

He bit down hard on his lip until he tasted a heavy metallic tang of blood.

Jiang Zhiyun...

Just you wait.

You wait and see.

Everything I am enduring today, one day, I will exact back from you a thousandfold, ten thousandfold!

I will not let you live in peace.

I swear it.