Zuo Zichen had collapsed again!
But he didn't dare resist at all, not the slightest bit.
So he just knelt straight in front of Quan Zhisui, decisively without any hesitation.
Quan Zhisui looked at him, pointing at his legs, "You're kneeling wrong, keep your knees together, straighten your feet, keep your feet together too, and sit on your heels. Keep your upper body still."
Zuo Zichen didn't even know why he had to kneel like this. With no resistance or half a word of doubt, he subconsciously did as told.
So...
"Ah!!!" he cried out in pain.
He simply couldn't kneel down, what kind of posture was this?
He felt like the tendons in his feet and knees were about to snap!
Quan Zhisui glanced at him, "Kneel properly, this is the Vajra kneel, it's for your own good."
Zuo Zichen was about to go crazy!
Get someone else to do this!
But he didn't dare say it out loud. He forcibly endured the agony and knelt there. Sweat instantly burst out and trickled down his forehead.
It hurt so bad! It was excruciating!
His legs constantly ached, almost every bit of flesh was stretched and torn, a ripping pain!
Zuo Zichen felt like all his sinews, bones and muscles were about to rip apart!
In just a few seconds, he was nearly numb from the pain.
Quan Zhisui knew very well how painful it was, especially for someone like Zuo Zichen who had never stretched before. But what she just said was the truth, it was for his own good.
The Vajra kneel is very good for the body!
Zuo Zichen's willpower was once again worn down until he lost all of his temper.
Only then did Quan Zhisui start to question him, "Go ahead, tell me why you had people beat me up?"
Without any other methods this time, Zuo Zichen spilled everything out in one go, "I'm sorry, I dislike you, I felt like you wrecked my family. Of course that's not the case, I just can't accept the facts. I was misguided and brought this on myself."
He sounded quite sincere. Crying as he spoke, though most of it was from the pain.
Quan Zhisui asked again, "Did you send Zhao Lin away?"
Zuo Zichen gave a detailed account again, "Yes I sent him away, I got the family driver busy so he wouldn't be able to come pick you up. That way the people I found would get a chance to make their move."
Quan Zhisui nodded, "You were quite well prepared, a large group of people, some with sticks and some with knives."
Zuo Zichen straightened up sharply, shaking his head vigorously, "No! I absolutely did not tell them to use knives! I only wanted them to beat you up a little, I didn't know they had knives!"
Quan Zhisui glanced at him, "Who told you to get up? Kneel back down."
Zuo Zichen hurriedly sat back down on his heels, and was in agony again.
Quan Zhisui took a sip of tea, "Were you thinking that when dad and mom get back, you can tell on me and denounce my violence towards you?"
Zuo Zichen shook his head furiously, "No, no!"
He lied, that was exactly what he was thinking. He even planned out how he would act pitiful, and encourage dad in one go to send Quan Zhisui away.
As far away as possible!
Quan Zhisui laughed, "Dad won't send me away even if I beat you to death. Do you know why?"
Zuo Zichen suddenly looked up, completely puzzled. Even his acting was forgotten.
"Why?" he asked.
He really didn't understand why dad was so tolerant towards Quan Zhisui, even neglecting his beloved son.
Quan Zhisui glanced at him with a smile, "I won't tell you."
Zuo Zichen lowered his head again and kept quiet.
His mind was active, frantically analyzing, and finally came to the conclusion that Quan Zhisui was right.
Ever since she arrived, no matter what outrageous things she did, dad didn't even scold her, let alone hit her.
The restaurant downstairs still wasn't repaired!
With how spoiled he had been for over ten years, he had never made such a scene at home. Zuo Zichen couldn't even imagine how dad would treat him if he was the one who flipped the table.
This made Zuo Zichen feel dejected. His heart went cold as he broke down crying again. This grown man had cried more times today than in his entire life.
Quan Zhisui started to lecture him, "Alright, now tell me, what's my status?"
Zuo Zichen, while feeling the pain in his legs, spoke coherently and concisely, "You are the young miss of the Zuo Group, dad's legal wife's daughter and heir. You are my sister."
He even said "sister".
The corners of Quan Zhisui's mouth twitched. She asked again, "Then what about you?"
Zuo Zichen wiped his tears and said, "I'm an illegitimate son who got his status by luck. I don't have the right to compete with my sister. Everything that belongs to the Zuo family is my sister's."
Simply outrageous!
Quan Zhisui was speechless again, but went along with how things were developing, "That'll do. Keep kneeling."
Zuo Zichen quickly knelt properly again without slacking off one bit!
Just then, Quan Zhisui's phone vibrated. She took it out and saw that Wei Shixu had sent her a message.
It was a photo of a seafood hotpot.
The background was his home restaurant. In the middle of the table was a yinyang hotpot with boiling bubbles. It was surrounded by various ingredients and looked very tempting.
Quan Zhisui: "..."
This guy was craving her so late into the night?
Luckily she had asked Ma Xinwei to prepare a second midnight snack, or she might starve!
After sending the hotpot photo, Wei Shixu sent over a spreadsheet file.
[Wei Shixu: I've investigated clearly, the ringleader is Zuo Zichen, he was targeting you.]
[Wei Shixu: How do you plan to deal with this?]
The Wei family really was capable. It wasn't even past midnight, yet the cause and effect of the incident was already investigated crystal clear. The spreadsheet contained information on every thug who made a move today. Most of them were caught, and the Wei family was searching extensively for the few who got away quickly.
As long as they hadn't left Liangxi, they'd all be caught sooner or later.
As for Zuo Zichen...
Wei Shixu said one line - not only Zuo Zichen, even the entire Zuo family might be finished.
However, this incident wasn't targeting him. The target of this group was Quan Zhisui.
Whether Zuo Zichen lived or died wasn't that important. Wei Shixu didn't want to meddle too much, he was just curious how Quan Zhisui would handle this.
Seeing this information, Quan Zhisui was a bit surprised. Then in a good mood, she lifted her phone towards Zuo Zichen who was kneeling on the ground and snapped a photo.
After sending the photo to Wei Shixu, she added another line.
[Quan Zhisui: It's been handled.]
Right after sending the message, Gu Lan came knocking, "Young miss, the midnight snack is ready."
Quan Zhisui beckoned to Zuo Zichen, "Get up, let's go eat."
Zuo Zichen looked up in pleasant surprise and disbelief, "I, I can eat too?"
Quan Zhisui: "Are you stupid? This is your home."
Although she had just about finished training Zuo Zichen, Quan Zhisui felt no sense of belonging towards the Zuo family at all, and didn't want that so-called family property.
Tears streamed down Zuo Zichen's face, "Thank you, sister!"
No, this was no longer his home. This was your home now!
