After the rebirth, the white moonlight of the actor turned black

Chapter 446 I want to live a "fantasy" for myself

"Snapped--!"

Mrs. Jing slapped her back.

Jing Heng has always been beaten by his father, and his mother has never done anything to him.

But this time, Mrs. Jing herself was stunned.

She withdrew her hand and cried, "You're really pissing me off! I risked my life to give birth to you! Jing Heng, do you still have a conscience! Mom isn't as important as Rong Huan, is she?"

Jing Heng was beaten to the side, and sneered: "You don't love me at all..."

He turned back with tears all over his face: "Mom, did you really give birth to me because you love me? You gave birth to me only for the sake of being superior! But you overestimated my position in Dad's heart, and he didn't like it at all. Me! In his eyes, I'm just an illegitimate child who can't stand on the stage, and my brother is the sole heir of the Jing family, and I, Jing Heng, are nothing!"

Mrs. Jing was taken aback, and cried and slapped him: "You have no conscience! You have no conscience! How can you say such a thing!"

"Did I say something wrong!" Jing Heng opened her hand, still being dominated by anger, "If you really loved me, you wouldn't force me to choose between you and Ah Huan! You wouldn't I would rather watch me die sad than force me into a corner! Do you love me? What you love is money, and you just traded me for decades of glory and wealth!!"

With a "slap--", Mrs. Jing slapped her face again: "Jing Heng! I have raised you for nothing for so many years!"

"have you had enough!"

Mrs. Jing trembled, recovered her senses, quickly raised her hand to wipe away her tears, pulled Jing Heng behind her, looked towards the stairs, and said with a smile: "Husband, did you wake up? Jing Heng drank too much , talking nonsense, I'll send him back to his room right now."

Father Jing walked down step by step in his pajamas, with a serious face: "Enough of the trouble, go to sleep! Why did our Jing family produce something like you! It's not embarrassing!"

"Shame..." Jing Heng sniffed and said with a smile, "In your eyes, Dad, my birth itself is a matter of embarrassment to you, right? If I do anything, your standard is whether I can do it or not. will embarrass you."

"You bastard! I think you're really drunk and crazy! Who do you think you are? I gave you your life—"

"So why don't you care about your lower body!!" Jing Heng yelled like crazy, "Since I made you so ashamed, why did you let your mother give birth to me! If you don't like me, you might as well let me die in her stomach! "

"Jing Heng..." Mother Jing was stunned.

The servants were all so angry that they didn't dare to speak out.

They felt that the second young master might really be crazy tonight.

"You want to die, don't you?" Father Jing sullenly said, "Okay, I will help you! I'll beat you to death today, you unfilial son!"

Mrs. Jing yelled and pulled Jing Heng away: "Don't—don't, husband! Jing Heng is only talking nonsense when he's drunk. That's not what he meant!"

"Okay!" Jing Heng shook off his mother's hand and shouted, "Kill me! If you can't kill me, you are my grandson!"

"?!" Mother Jing's eyes widened, "Son, you are crazy!"

Father Jing was so angry that his chest heaved up and down, he walked down quickly, picked up the golf club in the storage bottle and came aggressively.

Jing Heng pushed his mother away, took off his shirt and threw it on the ground, kneeling naked on the carpet.

"Pull the lady away!"

With an order, Jing's mother, who wanted to protect Jing Heng, was pulled away by several servants.

"Husband—husband don't want it!"

The servants were all dumbfounded.

Although it was common for the second young master to be beaten, they were no strangers to it, but it was the first time they saw him ask for a beating.

Are all rich people this crazy?

Jing Heng knelt straight, his father slapped him mercilessly behind him, mixed with his mother's cries.

Sometimes it's okay to hit a muscle, but when it hits a bone, the pain is doubled. Father Jing's anger value is added, and every time I even hear the sound, I can't bear to frown.

Sometimes Jing Heng couldn't straighten his body, and was swung so hard that his back bent, and soon he straightened up again.

Everyone feels the difference.

In the past when Jing Heng was beaten, not to mention howling ghosts and howling wolves, his mouth was definitely not quiet, and three-point pain could be called very painful. Jing's father heard too much and thought it was noisy, so he probably just taught him a lesson and let it go.

But this time he ate the weight as if he was determined, he bit his lips and teeth, and didn't say a word.

Jing Heng competed vigorously, but Jing's father was not much better, each attack became more ruthless, and it seemed that he was going to subdue him.

"Pa——" Maybe this cue has been used for a long time, and the head of the cue was knocked off and fell in front of Jing Heng's eyes.

Father Jing was so angry that he dropped the cue and looked around, as if looking for some new tool.

Mother Jing cried and broke free while the servant was not paying attention, and grabbed Father Jing's wrist, "That's enough—stop beating...Are you really going to kill Jing Heng? I will teach him well." Don't be angry with him—"

"Get out of the way!" Father Jing shook off her, "I must beat him to death today!"

Jing's mother crawled to Jing Heng's side again, and seeing her son's horrific back, she couldn't catch her tears, "Jing Heng, Jing Heng, please admit your mistake to daddy, let's not be stubborn, okay? Admit to daddy quickly, and say You won't be fooling around anymore!"

"What's wrong with me?" Jing Heng knelt there, his body bent, with one hand propped on the ground, "Mom, I have lived the life you want for half my life, and followed the future you planned. You let me do it. I do whatever I want, sometimes I don’t even know who I am living for.”

Jing's mother was so heartbroken that she couldn't think about it, and she couldn't listen to what he was saying. She just kept persuading her: "Stop talking nonsense, do you want to make your father angry? He will really kill you—— "

Jing Heng also seemed to have not heard what Jing's mother said, muttering: "You have never asked me what I want. Mom, I have been your puppet for 30 years, and I will do everything you asked me to do." If I did it, it should be enough, right? Today I just want to live for myself and make this choice."

"When did Mom treat you like a puppet!" Mother Jing stroked his face, "What do you want to choose? What do you want to do!!"

Jing Heng propped himself up and stood up, "Dad, don't look for it, you beat me like this, and you can kill me until the year of the monkey."

Father Jing turned around with doubts written on his face.

Jing Heng took a few steps forward, opened the hidden compartment under the coffee table, took out a fruit knife from inside and opened the scabbard.

"Jing Heng...Jing Heng, what are you doing!" Jing's mother quickly got up.

Jing Heng turned his hand over and held the handle of the knife, but the tip of the knife was facing himself. He put the knife in his father's hand, and raised it with his hand, aiming at his heart: "Don't make trouble, come directly Bar."

"Jing Heng—Jing Heng!!" Mother Jing shouted hoarsely, "Don't mess around!"

Father Jing also seemed to be stunned, staring at his son in a daze.

"The body, hair, skin, and skin are taken care of by the parents. In ancient times, Nezha cut off the flesh to return the mother, and eviscerated the bones to return the father. Although I can't do that step, I will return this humble life to you—"

Jing Heng grabbed his hand with both hands and stabbed it, leaning forward with his body forcefully, laughing:

"...It's still possible."