960: Implicating His Parents Over the Internet

Implicating His Parents Over the Internet

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[ Now, now. Be good... It's just a plastic bag. It contains... things. ]

It is a little different, that is all.

[ It's used to tie your hair. ]

[ Heavens! Why would you use it to tie your hair? ]

[ Isn't it a parachute, the kind that protects your nether regions? ]

[ 666. Amazing! ]

[ It's a water balloon! ]

It was something many young boys fooled around with, leading to a sound beating from their parents, one that would ensure they were unrecognisable to even their mothers.

Suddenly, the live stream froze.

Internet connection to the villa had been cut off.

Someone had switched it off.

As for how and why it happened, one would need to go back five minutes to the video shared with the Mo family's tycoon from a... friend.

Mo Boyuan recognised his son in a heartbeat. His son was being led by the nose, tricked into investigating a certain familiar box. Had anyone seen Mo Boyuan's expression then, they would have likened it to the ominous clouds before a heavy storm. Yet, at the same time, Mo Boyuan hesitated.

He did not know if his son had done it on purpose or not. Unfortunately, Ningning was not wearing his watch, and no one answered his call.

The live stream continued, and things were getting out of control.

Mo Boyuan had no choice but to phone Uncle Mu and have him pull the plug before a disaster occurred.

Who knew what that numbskull of a brat would do behind his back?

"Uncle Mu, confine that brat in the old mansion!" Mo Boyuan did not want Ningning to be without supervision, or else he would get up to more mischief.

Jiang Tingxu did not know why Mo Boyuan was gnashing his teeth and ordering Uncle Mu to send their son to the old mansion. She was not surfing the internet and had not seen the live stream.

"What's wrong?" She asked.

"Our son has gone and done something stupid again. It's best if you saw it for yourself."

Eh?

Mo Boyuan shared the video his friend had sent him to his wife's WeChat.

Jiang Tingxu watched the video, and her expression stiffened.

After a long while, she said, "Beat him up. I won't stop you!"

This devilish child of hers needed to be taught a lesson.

She would not spare the rod and spoil the child.

Since his wife had already spoken, Mo Boyuan responded, "I'll give him a good thrashing when I get back."

His son needed a good beating. Otherwise, he would not learn his lesson.

Inhaling deeply, Jiang Tingxu asked, "Why did you leave it on the bedside table?"

Why could not he have put that thing away? Even if he had stuffed it in the drawer, it would have been better than leaving it out in the open.

At least such as scene as the one she had just seen would not have occurred. She was too embarrassed to face anyone.

Mo Boyuan felt the corner of his eyes twitch. He had forgotten about it completely.

Moreover, that box was probably long past its expiration date!

Someone had already taken very effective birth control measures. There was no need to use that anymore when it came to copulation.

In the end, the live stream and all of its contents were wiped from the internet.

With some help from heavyweights in the technological world, most posts were deleted.

However, those saved on devices such as phones or laptops could not be erased.

Therefore, they could only stop everyone from distributing it on the internet.

Zhou Xian, who contributed his account, was so scared that he wanted to run away at night after learning about the matter.

Young Master... Are you trying to get your Uncle Zhou killed?!

What's wrong with you? Do you have to implicate your parents? Now the whole world knows!

Jiang Tingxu had no strength left within her. She lay on the bed as if she were dead.

Su Muxue had just sent her a message on WeChat. She was cackling like a demonic witch, filling Jiang Tingxu's mind with the horrid sound of her laughter.

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