After being forced to become a private tutor

Chapter 17 Teacher, It Hurts So Much

He Shuan's face turned pale.

Although this face was already a bit unfamiliar, he couldn't even forget what his biological father looked like.

He Shu'an squeezed the bag in his hand, tried to keep himself calm, and said, "How do you know that I live here?"

He Wende snorted coldly, "I followed those debtors secretly before."

He Shu'an can only think of this reason now, as his father is a person, he can indeed do such a thing.

He took a breath, his voice was a little indifferent, "What do you want from me?"

He Wende said with a half smile: "We haven't seen each other for so many years, father and son, what do you think I can do with you?"

While talking, he caught a glimpse of the key in He Shuan's hand, snatched it, opened the door of the rental house, and walked into the house swaggeringly like the owner.

He Wende wandered around the house, touching this and that, and kept tsk-tsk, "This house is pretty nice for you to live in, how much is it for a month?"

He Shu'an was shaking with anger, and it took a lot of effort to control his emotions, and said in a low voice, "What exactly do you want from me?"

He knew his father too well, so it was impossible for him to show up at his house so suddenly to catch up with him.

Sure enough, He Wende no longer hid it, and said straight to the point: "I'm a little tight recently, you can take some money to spend for Dad."

What He Shuan was worried about was verified, he was suddenly a little angry, and even the hand holding the bag trembled, "I paid you back all the debts you owed, and you still come to ask me for money now?"

He Wende snorted, "You earn so much as a teacher, what's wrong with giving me some money?"

He Shuan realized that he couldn't communicate with him, and said bluntly: "I have no money."

He Wende immediately lowered his face, and said angrily: "I raised you so much, and even paid for you to go to college, so you repay your father like this?"

He Shu'an corrected each word word by word: "It's my mother who raises money to go to school for me, and it has nothing to do with you."

His parents have been at odds since he was a child, and his father gambled so badly that he almost lost all his family property, the two of them were almost strangers.

Later, when He Shuan was admitted to a key university, it was his mother who borrowed money from relatives everywhere to pay for him to go to university.

He Wende gave a rude "bah", "If you and your mother didn't have me, you would have been reduced to beggars on the street long ago, how can you still live a good life like you are now?"

He Shuan didn't want to waste time talking, he took back the key from He Wende, and issued an order to evict the guest, "Anyway, I don't have any money, so you can go."

He Wende showed a chilling smile, "You want to drive me away, it's not that easy, unless you take the money out."

Seeing that He Shu'an refused to eat hard and soft, he didn't bother to put it on any longer, and started rummaging through boxes and cabinets to find money.

He Shu'an watched helplessly that his well-packed home was turned into a mess, the textbooks on the table fell all over the floor, the chairs were tilted, and even the clothes in the cabinet were thrown everywhere.

He Shu'an's eyebrows jumped heavily, and he walked quickly to stop He Wende in front of him, preventing him from making the next move, "Don't go too far."

He Wende caught a glimpse of a locked drawer, and pushed He Shuan away viciously, "Go away!"

He Shuan was pushed aside, he turned his head and saw He Wenla opened the drawer and took out several bank cards, one of which was He Shuan's salary card.

He laughed triumphantly, "You lied to me that you have no money, I knew you were sending me away."

It was the only deposit left on He Shuan's body, he hurriedly reached out to grab it, and put his hands behind his back.

He Wende stared angrily, "Give me the card."

He Shuan tightly held the bank card in his hand, refusing to give in, "If you don't leave, I will call your creditors."

He Wende stared straight, "How dare you!"

He Shuan's Adam's apple rolled back and forth, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and found out the phone number of a creditor he remembered before, and was about to dial it.

He Wende was irritated by this action, he quickly pulled out a Swiss knife from his pocket, and pointed the shining tip at He Shuan, "Damn it, you dare to try it!"

He Shu'an looked at the knife in He Wende's hand, and his hands and feet felt cold for a moment. He didn't expect his father to come to him and bring the knife with him.

He Wende threatened: "Hurry up and get the salary card, don't force me to do it with you."

He Shuan's hands trembled slightly.

Just when the atmosphere was in danger, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in the corridor outside, followed by Xie Mingyang's puzzled voice, "Teacher, why is the door of your house open?"

He Shu'an turned his head suddenly, and saw Xie Mingyang push open the half-closed door and walk into the room from the elongated shadow on the ground.

Xie Mingyang glanced around the room and noticed movement in the room. He came to the door and narrowed his eyes dangerously after seeing the scene in front of him, "Who are you? Why did you appear at the teacher's house?"

A strange look flashed across He Wende's eyes, and he said viciously: "None of your business, I'm talking to my son, get the hell out of here!"

He pointed the knife at He Shuan and said angrily: "You little white-eyed wolf, earning so much money and living in such a big house, I don't even want to give you some money. If I hadn't shot you back then, Can I have you now?"

Xie Mingyang stared at the knife that was less than [-] centimeters away from He Shuan, and said in a deep voice, "Put the knife down, we can discuss it if we have something to say."

"Damn!" He Wende turned his head and stared at him, "What the fuck, do I still need your consent if I teach my son a lesson?"

He Wende gritted his teeth and said: "You fucking dare to ask the creditor to arrest me. If I don't kill you today, I won't be your father!"

There was a flash of cold light, and the knife stabbed straight at He Shuan.

Before He Shuan could react, a figure rushed over from the corner of his eye and stood in front of him, followed by the sound of the tip of a knife cutting the fabric, and a "hiss", almost instantly, he smelled the smell of blood permeating the air taste.

Beads of blood flowed down the cracks between the fingers, and hit the floor tick-tock. Xie Mingyang's tall figure flickered, and he barely leaned against the wall to stabilize his body.

He Shuan's mind went blank, and his heart beat wildly, "Xie Mingyang?"

I saw a bloodstain on Xie Mingyang's arm from a knife, which looked shocking.

Xie Mingyang raised his hand to press the wound, his face faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, he panted heavily, and looked up at He Wende, there was an indescribable complexity in his eyes.

Shocked, He Wende quickly came back to his senses, snatched the card from He Shuan's hand, and ran away.

At this moment, He Shu'an couldn't care about the stolen money, he rushed over to check on Xie Mingyang's wound, his voice tremblingly tense, "Are...are you alright?"

Xie Mingyang frowned, his lips were bloodless, he fell into He Shuan's arms, and said in pain, "Teacher, it hurts so much."