1250: Betrayed the Scapegoat

Betrayed the Scapegoat

After all, in front of Mommy, he just threw tantrums occasionally to be a little rascal. He had never played any scheming tricks before her.0

He needed to hide this face and pretend to be a good boy.

Seeing how pleased he was, Shen Qianshu could not help but pinch his cheeks. He had grown plumper lately. "Oh dear, you are so impressive! You should get me to do such things! We can piss him off together."

Butler Luther was all smiles. Tong Hua thought of when he caught Candy and Niel. He was thinking of editing the video before showing Mommy so that his good boy reputation would not be ruined, but Meng Qi betrayed him.

"We did some other stuff as well." Meng Qi handed Shen Qianshu the phone.

Tong Hua was speechless. "…"

What the hell?

He turned around and glared at Meng Qi angrily. Is that how you do things?

Meng Qi humphed and gave him an unbothered look. Butler Luther said calmly, "Don't anger Young Master."

"He has SUCH a big heart. It's good enough if he doesn't get angry at me."

Tong Hua looked at the phone. "What's that?"

"Watch the video!"

Tong Hua was anxious, and he pounced on the phone. "Mommy, pass me the phone. Give it to me. I will show you the video after I edit it."

"No. What about you have I not seen before? Do you mean that they had made you ugly in the video?"

As she spoke, she opened up the video. Tong Hua was too small to get a hold of the phone. He was so mad that he ran over to hit Meng Qi. "It's all your fault. IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT!!!!!!!"

Meng Qi could not care less. "What's with you pretending to be obedient? You just aren't smart enough. I love seeing you acting smart, so I shall let someone else appreciate it."

Tong Hua was so mad that he bit him.

Shen Qianshu watched as her son held the gun and fired twice expressionlessly. Her face darkened and swept across to Tong Hua. She did not like her son coming into contact with guns, and neither did she like her son behaving so obnoxiously.

As she said, her plan at raising her son was to make him a forthright gentleman.

The Tong Hua in the video was obnoxious and dark. From some perspectives, he looked nothing like how she had wanted him to be. He fired unhesitatingly. Had he even considered how it would have felt if the bullet hit someone for real?

He probably did not care. Tong Hua saw Shen Qianshu's expression, and he did not dare to mess around any longer. He glared at Meng Qi, and his heart palpitated wildly. He felt like Mommy was about to teach him a lesson.

"Mommy…" Tong Hua looked at her feeling sad.

Mommy would not mind if I act like a rascal and mess around with the enemies to piss them off. But Mommy wouldn't like it if I fired real bullets on the ground and used such tactics.

"I'm sorry!" Tong Hua confessed obediently.

Shen Qianshu looked at him, feeling speechless. "I raised you for seven years! He never even raised you for a day. Why are you so much like him instead of me?"

This doesn't make sense!

Meng Qi was speechless. "…"

Is that your conclusion after watching the whole video?

Butler Luther smiled. He viewed Tong Hua in a different light. No matter how Tong Hua behaved, he never got angry. He treated Tong Hua like a little ray of sunshine. Tong Hua heaved a sigh of relief. Then, he tested his limits and hugged Shen Qianshu's arm. "Mommy, you aren't mad?"

"No!" Shen Qianshu shook her head. Unknowingly, her son had grown up and had a crafty mind of his own. It was easy for him to turn into someone like Ye Ling.

It won't be easy for him to find a wife.

"Refrain from touching guns in the future."

Tong Hua was happy instantly. "Refrain" did not mean not to touch them ever again, which meant that Mommy did not dislike him for doing such things. If this was in the past, he would have been forced to repent by facing the wall. Now, she was so open-minded. How great.

Indeed… With Daddy around to form a contrast, he doesn't hold a candle to him.

"Who taught you to shoot?"

"Zhong Ran!" Tong Hua was in a really good mood. He betrayed his scapegoat joyfully.

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