Jin Qingyan finally stopped and asked austerely, "Have you learned your lesson yet?"
"Yes," the teary-eyed Jin Yiheng answered with a nod.
Jin Qingyan then took out the medical kit and began applying some ointment for him.
"Ouch, it hurts. Daddy, be gentler."
"Glad you know it hurts. You deserve a beating for running your mouth without thinking."
Tears streamed down Jin Yiheng's face as he answered, "I wouldn't have told you guys if I'd known earlier that this would happen."
After applying the ointment, Jin Qingyan chided, "You'll have been beaten up worse if you'd hidden it from us."
"Daddy, I'm your biological son. How could you bear to beat my buttocks?"
Jin Qingyan rolled his eyes and said, "I punished you only with a beating precisely because you're my son. If you weren't my child, I would've fed you to the wolves."
"Daddy, don't try to frighten me, I won't be intimidated."
