Two days later, it was time for Lin Haoran to be released from prison.
Four or five unlicensed cars were parked in front of the detention center.
Lin An stood beside the black car, the sound of cicadas chirping filling his ears. He looked up at the blazing sun, the blinding sunlight making him squint.
Xu Mo opened a huge black parasol, sheltering the two of them.
Behind the two, the entire Zhou family security team was mobilized, forming a dense, dark mass.
Dealing with Lin Haoran would not require so many people, but Lin An still felt it would be better to bring more people to make it easier to clear the area. The Chinese people's love of gossip is ingrained in their bones.
In the past, he enjoyed watching the Lin family lose face in public, but today, he didn't want outsiders to watch the spectacle.
The detention center gates opened, and Lin Haoran walked out.
I hadn't seen him for half a month, and he still had a bruised and swollen face. He had also lost a lot of weight, making his clothes look much bigger.
His pants hung loosely on his body, his hair had grown long and was messy, and his bare arms were covered in bruises. He looked neither human nor ghost, which showed the quality of his life in prison.
For half a month, Lin Haoran hadn't had a proper meal; he was so hungry his eyes were practically glowing green.
Lin Haoran became nervous when he saw Lin An waiting outside the door, along with a group of people behind him.
He raised his arm to shield his head, a muscle memory he had developed while being beaten in prison.
After waiting a few seconds, he realized that Lin An didn't come forward to hit him, so he lowered his arm and started laughing maniacally:
"Haha, you're an entrepreneur now, you definitely wouldn't dare hit me."
“I’m not afraid of you. There are prison guards in the detention center. They will come out to save me as soon as I call for help.”
Lin An snorted coldly: "Do you think you can stand here forever?"
"You're threatening me?!" Lin Haoran became bolder.
"I'm your father! You come here to threaten me? Bah!"
Lin An frowned and touched the talisman in his pocket. It seemed he had brought the right thing; Lin Haoran and Zhang Wanru were equally hopeless.
Lin Haoran blamed all the humiliation he suffered in prison on Lin An.
He looked at Lin An and said fiercely:
"Lin An, this is a society governed by the rule of law. If I don't cause you trouble, you can't do anything to me."
"I'm not afraid to tell you, I have a backup plan. When I make a comeback, I will definitely not let you go."
Lin An gave a wry smile and remained silent.
Lin Haoran suddenly felt a little flustered and stammered, "..."
"What...what are you laughing at?"
"Don't you believe I still have a chance to turn things around? Haha, I just won't tell you the truth. You unfilial son don't deserve to know my secrets. You don't know my strength."
Lin An looked at him expressionlessly and said softly:
"Only Lin Zhe is qualified to know your secret, is that right?"
"Of course!" Lin Haoran exclaimed excitedly.
“He is my good son. He is much better than you. Whether in the past or in the future, I will only have one son, and that is Lin Zhe. You are nothing in my heart.”
After saying that, he burst into wild laughter:
"Hahaha, so what if you're so great? I don't acknowledge you, hahaha."
"Your mother doesn't want you, your sisters all hate you, you're living such a failed life."
Lin Haoran constantly launched personal attacks against Lin An, attempting to mentally torment him.
However, Lin An did not get what he wanted. He was furious and fell into self-doubt, and he didn't even bother to argue.
Lin An simply watched him quietly.
He waited until his smile faded before speaking:
"A bunch of scum, I don't care about them."
Lin Haoran was a little defensive:
"What did you say? You don't care about us?"
"I don't believe you! You're just being stubborn. You really want to know my secret, don't you? Hahaha, I won't treat you like a son, I won't tell you, I'll make you furious!"
Lin Haoran shook his head and stuck out his tongue, like a street ruffian, trying to provoke Lin An.
Lin An waved to the back, and a henchman stepped forward, carrying Lin Haoran's black box.
Lin Haoran stared blankly at the black box in front of him, completely dumbfounded. After a few seconds of stunned silence, he roared like a madman:
"How did you get the item? What did you do to Xiao Zhe?"
"You madman, murderer, give me back my son!"
Lin Haoran tried to rush forward, but was blocked by several bodyguards.
Lin An said coldly:
“Your son is right here. I can let you see him.”
Lin Haoran calmed down and said nervously:
Where are they?
"Don't rush. Before you see him, I can tell you a little secret about your son."
After saying that, Lin An gave Brother Long a wink.
Brother Long took out a Bluetooth speaker and played the recording of Yang Li and Fang Hong telling Lin Zhe the secret of his background.
The sound quality is good and the volume is loud.
Lin Haoran clearly heard Yang Li's voice coming from the speakers.
“Xiao Zhe, Fang Hong is your real father!” Yang Li said earnestly.
Upon hearing this, Lin Haoran's mind exploded with a deafening roar; the sky had fallen!
Suddenly, the world spun around him, his legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground.
Lin Haoran supported himself on the ground with both hands, his head down, muttering to himself:
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
“He is definitely my biological son. I have done a paternity test.”
At that moment, Yang Li's voice came from the speakers again:
"I had already bribed the director of the paternity testing agency to change the test results..."
Lin Haoran was going crazy. He clenched his fists and pounded the ground violently, roaring at the top of his lungs:
"You're lying to me! You're all lying to me! I've been so good to Lin Zhe, how could he not be my biological son?!"
Lin Haoran got up from the ground. In an instant, his eyes were bloodshot, like a trapped beast.
He rushed towards Lin An at an extremely fast speed, but Brother Long reacted quickly and kicked him several meters away.
Lin Haoran lay on the ground, tears streaming down his face. He looked at Lin An with despair and asked in an almost pleading tone:
"You're lying to me, aren't you?"
Lin An looked down at him and asked in return:
"Can't you recognize Yang Li's and Lin Zhe's voices?"
"I know that technology is very advanced now, and recordings can be faked. This recording is a forgery, isn't it?"
Lin An smiled faintly and said nothing.
Lin Haoran trembled all over and knelt down before Lin An:
"Please tell me, you forged it, please."
“You can’t retaliate against me like this. I’ve placed all my hopes on Lin Zhe. He is the culmination of my life’s work. He can’t not be my own son.”
As he spoke, Lin Haoran kowtowed repeatedly to Lin An:
"Please, don't lie to me, don't say you're faking it, please!"
Lin An felt as if he wasn't begging him, but rather begging God not to play a joke on him.
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