"Big brother, I was wrong, I know I was wrong."

Shen Lin ignored him and silently turned his head away.

Liao Yu was furious and swung his fists to teach Shen Fei a lesson.

The screams, louder and louder, rose and fell. Liao Yu felt a sense of satisfaction, but Shen Lin felt boundless sorrow and heaviness.

Half an hour later, Liao Yu was still beating Shen Fei.

Shen Lin turned around, and his cold voice suddenly rang out, "Ayu, that's enough."

"Not enough, Shuang'er died at the hands of this beast."

If Shen Fei weren't temporarily unable to be, why would Liao Yu have to endure it, only engaging in minor squabbles?

"Alright, Shen Fei is still a member of the Shen family after all."

Shen Lin knew Liao Yu's feelings for Shen Shuang, but the deceased was gone. Shen Fei could be beaten and asked to pay, but her life could not be taken away so easily.

Liao Yu angrily shook his head and limbs, shouting and screaming at the top of his lungs.

The dead cannot be brought back to life.

...

Shen Lin brought Shen Fei back to the Shen family, where Shen's parents were restless.

"Dad, Mom, my older brother went to pick up my younger brother himself. He'll be alright."

Shen Lu calmly applied bright red nail polish, showing absolutely no concern for Shen Fei. It was none of her business; why worry about someone who was vying with her for her parents' and older brother's affections? Shen Fei was better off dying in the Liao family and never coming back.

Mr. Shen wasn't very capable; if he weren't Shen Yun's grandson, he wouldn't have been able to take the position of head of the Shen family. Mrs. Shen was a woman from a humble family; she loved her husband and children, but she was like a parasitic vine.

Although their daughter's words were unpleasant to hear, they were the truth, and Mr. and Mrs. Shen had nothing to say. Shen Lin was the most outstanding person of this generation in the Shen family, and even his efforts had failed. What use was their anxiety? It would only cause trouble for their son.

Mr. and Mrs. Shen sat down anxiously. After a while, the servant came in worriedly to tell them that Shen Lin and Shen Fei had returned, but...

But no matter what, Mr. and Mrs. Shen ignored them and hurriedly got up. As soon as they reached the front door, they saw Shen Lin dragging Shen Fei with a blank expression.

"Shen Lin!" Father Shen shouted, "Release your brother!"

Shen Lin released his grip, and with a thud, Shen Fei collapsed to the ground, unable to get up.

Shen Fei's parents rushed over to help him up; their youngest son was their lifeblood.

"Shen Lin, Shen Fei is your own brother, how could you do this?" Father Shen was heartbroken and full of regret. He wished he had strangled Shen Lin when he was born.

Shen Lin kept his mouth tightly shut and walked into the living room. Inside, Shen Lu was happily painting her nails. Outside, Shen's parents were calling out mournfully to the dazed Shen Fei.

He slumped down, powerless. A buzzing sound filled his ears. He covered his ears and screamed in despair.

"Big brother." Shen Lu was closest to Shen Lin and was startled by Shen Lin's sudden shout.

Then, Mr. and Mrs. Shen asked anxiously, "Lin'er, what's wrong?"

Their eldest son, Shen Lin, had been sensible since childhood, making things very easy for them. Today, Shen Lin suddenly screamed wildly, and they could not ignore the bitterness and pain he was experiencing.

Shen Lin suddenly stood up, kicked over the coffee table, and smashed the decorations. Everything in his path was destroyed.

"Big brother, I..." Seeing Shen Lin approaching step by step, Shen Lu was terrified, and the nail polish in her hand fell to the floor. The red nail polish spread out, resembling a pool of blood.

"It's all your fault, you troublemaker."

Without thinking, Shen Lin slapped Shen Lu across the face.

When gods fight, even the lesser beings suffer. The servants, with their keen eyes and sharp minds, left early. Shen's parents, fearing their son Shen Lu's imposing presence, wanted to leave but couldn't bear to abandon the unconscious Shen Fei.

"Lin'er, Xiao Lu is your sister." Don't take out your anger on your sister.

Instead of thinking about why Shen Lin was like this, Shen's father was busy helping his children.

"Dad, am I your son?" Shen Lin finally spoke his mind after many years.

Father Shen paused for a moment, then said angrily, "If you're not my son, then whose son are you?"

“If I were your son, why have you never cared about me? When I was a child, you were indifferent to my studies. As I grew up, you ignored my life. You only ever told me to learn this and that, and not to do this and that. You only ever gave me orders from a superior to a subordinate, never any fatherly or sonly relationship or concern. I’ve had enough. I’ve sacrificed so much for the Shen family. My wife, my son, do you even remember them?”

Three years ago, because Shen Fei offended a gang leader, they couldn't kidnap the heavily guarded Shen Fei, so they set their sights on Shen Lin's wife and children. It's pitiful that his wife and children died unjustly because of Shen Fei.

At that moment, Shen Lin was furious and wanted to beat Shen Fei to vent his anger, but his parents threatened to kill themselves. Shen Fei was their son, whom they doted on and protected with all their might—it was only natural. Did their son deserve to be torn apart by five horses and have his bones crushed to ashes?

One should not be soft-hearted, should not be blindly filial, should not...

Shen Lin strode up to Shen Fei, lifted her up with one hand, and slapped her repeatedly with the other. Shen Fei cried out in pain and groggily woke up.

"Shen Lin, you can't treat your brother like this!" Shen's parents shouted.

“How can I not treat him like this? That heartless beast, as the eldest brother, I should teach him a lesson. You all spoil him, and he's developed all sorts of bad habits. You have sons and daughters, and it's been almost six years. Do you even remember your second daughter, Chen Shuang?”

"Shuang'er, have you heard news about her?" Mother Shen hurriedly grabbed Shen Lin's hand.

Shen Lin glared angrily at Shen Fei, who was slowly waking up, "If you want to know about Shuang'er, Mother, you'd better ask your precious son."