NOVPUB"Are you trying to get yourself killed? Song Bing and the others are still outside. What are you doing? Don’t touch me!"
Just as they reached the doorway, the coy complaint of Wang Li’s voice came from the kitchen.
Song Bing’s eyes instantly widened, and the gossip fire among the live-stream viewers blazed up in an instant!
"Holy shit, is there really a problem? I thought Wu Bin was joking just now, but I didn’t expect it to be true!"
"Just hearing that voice is so seductive, they wouldn’t really be doing something indecent in there, would they?"
"Let me take a look, and I’ll know. I’m a professional, I can tell at a glance if they’re up to no good!"
"Thank you, censor, but we don’t need your help with this; we can handle it ourselves."
Song Bing felt like he was about to collapse.
He had never encountered such a situation before, so he had no idea how to handle what was happening right in front of his eyes.
Should he call his uncle?
Or pretend that nothing happened and just go back to continue eating?
Song Bing’s emotions were extremely complex at the moment; he truly didn’t know what to do.
Just then, Zhu Quanyou said, panting, "Why do you care about them? They’re outside enjoying their meal, and you know how good my cooking is. Isn’t it enough to mesmerize those university students?"
"Enough talk, hurry up and do it. The time you spend talking to me, we could already be finished."
It was clear that Zhu Quanyou was very impatient.
At that moment, Song Bing turned to Wu Bin and asked in a low voice, "Old Wu, what do you think I should do?"
Wu Bin simply asked him.
"Is your uncle good to you?"
"Yes."
"Is your dream to become a person like your uncle?"
"Yes."
"Then seeing this scene now, do you really feel nothing?"
Wu Bin’s words ignited the rage in Song Bing’s heart.
Right! My uncle is my idol, yet my aunt is messing around with another man.
Did they cuckold my uncle?
It’s clear that they’ve cuckolded me!
The more he thought about it, the angrier Song Bing got, rage boiling up inside him!
Song Bing charged straight in, kicking over a drum of oil at the doorway.
"You sons of bitches, where did my uncle ever wrong you two, that you’d do this behind his back!"
Song Bing had charged in, so naturally, Wu Bin and the others followed right behind.
Zhu Quanyou’s hands were frantically unbuttoning Wang Li’s cheongsam, just as Song Bing and the others came bursting in and saw everything.
Both were so frightened that they shivered and hurriedly put on their clothes and trousers.
Wang Li hadn’t expected Song Bing to be so bold as to charge in directly.
Wang Li hurriedly started making excuses.
"Little Bing, things are not what you think, I... I was forced."
Wang Li hurriedly kept her distance from Zhu Quanyou as she spoke and then started crying.
Had Song Bing not been eavesdropping at the door the whole time, he might have believed her.
Song Bing sneered and said, "Stop putting on a show here. Everything you two said has been livestreamed. Whether you were forced or not, we can check the replay anytime."
"This isn’t the first time for you two, right? Brazenly doing this kind of thing in the kitchen in broad daylight, you’ve really got some nerve!"
"Today, I’m going to avenge my uncle and get rid of you two!"
Song Bing roared in anger and grabbed the kitchen knife from the chopping board, ready to strike.
Song Bing’s action gave Zhu Quanyou and Wang Li a good scare.
This kid is serious!
Wu Bin hadn’t expected Song Bing to be so impulsive. Indeed, he had asked him to get into character and stir up some emotions.
But he hadn’t meant for him to get this agitated!
Just as things were about to get out of hand, someone suddenly grabbed Song Bing’s hand.
Furious, Song Bing turned around and saw that it wasn’t anyone else, but Tang Hao, who had grabbed his hand.
Tang Hao looked at him with a calm expression.
"Put down the knife."
Song Bing was very angry.
"Uncle, Aunt and this animal were doing something in the kitchen that betrayed you!"
"I know, but put the knife down first."
The rage in Song Bing, which had been at its peak, dissipated instantly upon hearing Tang Hao’s words.
He couldn’t understand how Tang Hao could remain so composed, and it was precisely because of Tang Hao’s calmness that Song Bing realized he had been too impulsive.
He felt like a fool. If he had really gone through with that slash, his entire future would have been ruined.
After taking the knife from Song Bing’s hand, Tang Hao told him and the others to go out and continue their meal, then walked out without giving Wang Li and Zhu Quanyou another glance.
Tang Hao asked them to sit down, then, opening the fridge, took out a bottle of plum wine and poured a cup for everyone.
"Try this; it’s your favorite wine from when you were little. I picked these plums myself from the mountain and soaked them. Taste it and see how it is."
Song Bing held the wine cup, his expression complex.
He just couldn’t figure out his uncle. With such a big incident, how could he be so detached, as if nothing had happened?
As if knowing what Song Bing was thinking, Tang Hao lightly said, "Little Bing, remember this: people are different. Each person is an independent individual, and you have no right to change someone, much less the ability to do so."
"So when the person you like doesn’t like you anymore one day, you can resent them, you can be angry. But you must never lay a hand on her."
"Because we live in a society ruled by law, and if you kill her, you will pay with your life. Is her worthless life worth as much as yours?"
As Tang Hao spoke these words, Wang Li and Zhu Quanyou, who had come out from the kitchen, were stunned.
The live audience also gasped in shock, furiously upvoting Tang Hao.
"I have to say, this uncle is a real man! Faced with such a situation, he remained unflustered, with clear thoughts, indeed much more mature than Song Bing."
"I felt the same way. If Song Bing had really struck with that knife, regardless of whether he hit them or not, his life would have been over. That’s young people for you, too impulsive, never considering the consequences."
"A vendetta for killing a father, rage for taking a wife, if this were in the past, killing this adulterous pair would have earned a reward from officials and even been seen as heroic. Now, if your wife cheats, a man can’t do anything; half your property still gets taken away. Where’s the justice in that?"
"That’s why more and more people are being driven to extremes these days—they’re forced into it."
