Chapter 50: Second Master, I Made a Mistake

 Chapter 50: Second Master, I Made a Mistake

Hou Yirong calmly stared at the infuriating video on his phone, his handsome face displaying alternating flashes of light and dark, and his features seemed like a demon under the dim light of his study.

He looked up, revealing a pair of dark and deep eyes. "Do we still have the surveillance footage from the hotel that we copied that night?"

Hou Qiang replied, "Yes, but the section where Third Young Master entered the room is blank. There was a malfunction in the surveillance equipment at that time."

Hou Yirong tapped his fingers on the desk, creating a crisp sound that filled the eerie and oppressive atmosphere of the study.

After an unknown amount of time had passed, a sinister and cold laughter echoed in the study.

"The Imperial Palace Hotel is owned by the Su family. How coincidental that the surveillance equipment malfunctioned that night!"

Hou Yirong's voice was cold and full of malice, clearly indicating his extreme anger.

Hou Qiang knew that the Imperial Palace Hotel was owned by the Su family.

On the night when Third Young Master had an accident, he met with the Su family at the hotel to discuss the marriage of Second Master and Su Jing Shu, the daughter of the Su family.

He pursed his lips and said frankly, "Second Master, this matter is suspicious."

Hou Yirong smirked with a wicked curve, thinking to himself that it was certainly suspicious.

During the day, Dr. Chen drew several tubes of blood from Han Kexin and the results showed that she was indeed pregnant.

However, the child was not a member of their Hou family.

Han Kexin had been pregnant for half a month, and she had only been intimate with Hou Yunjiao for less than ten days. It was obvious who the father was.

"If I remember correctly, it was Hou Zhi who personally went to pick up Third Young Master that night, right?"

Hou Yirong squinted his eyes, his gaze flashing with brilliance.

"Yes, Hou Zhi received the news and personally brought people to pick up Third Young Master that night."

"Bring her here, now."

"Yes, Second Master!"

Hou Qiang turned to leave but was stopped.

"Wait—"

Hou Yirong stared at the video on his phone. In the video, Han Kexin was on her knees, under the control of Rong Jing, and was whipped and abused by him as he pleased. A hint of killing intent flashed through Hou Yirong's deep gaze.

He raised his hand and pointed at the man in the video, ordering, "Bring me this guy too."

Half an hour later, Hou Zhi, covered in blood and in a disheveled state, was brought into Hou Yirong's study.

Anyone who entered the punishment hall of the Hou family would come out with their skin peeled off.

Hou Zhi had been tortured beyond recognition after spending a day and a night inside, but she was still breathing.

Blood stained her body, and the room was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Hou Yirong had been waiting, and he got up and walked to the French windows. He didn't turn around even when he heard movement behind him.

"Greetings, Second Master," Hou Zhi said as she crawled up, supporting her body that could collapse at any moment and kneeling on the carpet.

She lowered her gaze, afraid to look at the man nearby.

The punishment hall had intensified the servility deep inside her.

Hou Yirong turned around and saw the pitiful appearance of Hou Zhi, with a captivating smile in his dark eyes.

"It seems that the punishment hall has trained you well," he said.

Hou Zhi, who was on her knees, slowed down her breathing.

"Second Master, I was wrong," she said, kneeling on the ground and bowing her head, showing a submissive and servile attitude.

"Come here," Hou Yirong said coldly.

Hou Zhi breathed a sigh of relief at his words, and her slender fingers supported her body on the luxurious carpet as she crawled towards the man by the French windows.

In fact, she didn't have the strength to stand up and walk at the moment, so crawling was the only way to approach her master.

When Hou Zhi crawled in front of him, Hou Yirong saw the blood stains left by her crawling on the carpet in the study.

He frowned slightly, his eyes showing displeasure.

Although he wanted to vent his anger, he lowered his gaze and saw Hou Zhi's pale face, and most of his anger dissipated.

End of chapter.