My ex-brother-in-law is a scumbag.
After a day of wandering around, Lin Yu'an decided to cook for himself and add some ingredients to dinner.
Lin Yu'an was wearing a slightly funny cartoon apron and was carefully skimming off the foam on the soup.
Doupi, like a little tail that couldn't be shaken off, clung tightly to his legs, looking up with eager eyes.
"Uncle, it smells so good!" Doupi sniffed and his little hands restlessly tried to reach the stove.
"Little greedy cat, wait a moment."
Lin Yu'an smiled and tapped the tip of his nose with her fingertips. Her profile looked particularly soft under the warm yellow light of the kitchen.
The cell phone lay quietly on the old dining table not far away, the screen occasionally lighting up, indicating sporadic discussions in the work group.
He glanced at it, his fingertips subconsciously rubbing against his apron, a barely perceptible nervousness passing through his heart.
It was unusual that Gu Lin didn't look for him today.
The man was like a precision machine, never allowing any unplanned deviations.
I wonder how much dissatisfaction his request for a day off will cause in Gu Lin's heart.
The cold eyebrows and compelling aura were enough to make Lin Yu'an's back slightly tense just by imagining it.
"An'an," came the slightly panting voice of her elder sister, Lin Jiating, from the doorway. She had just laboriously carried a bucket of purified water up the last step. "The water's been changed. You... didn't Mr. Gu say anything today, did he?"
She put down the bucket and wiped the sweat from her forehead. There was an indelible layer of fatigue and worry between her brows.
Her brother's hard-earned job was a heavy weight on her heart.
And I learned from my younger brother that this boss is not someone to be trifled with.
Lin Yu'an turned down the heat and covered the pot.
He turned around and gave his sister a soothing smile: "Sister, don't let your imagination run wild. Mr. Gu is so busy with his work, why would he keep staring at a little secretary like me asking for leave? Besides, today is Doupi's birthday in advance, so it's only natural for his uncle to accompany him!"
In two days, my sister will fly abroad again and will miss this birthday.
He bent down and picked up Doupi, and the little guy immediately giggled and hugged his neck.
"Happy birthday! Cake!" Doupi kicked his calves excitedly.
"Yes, cake!" Lin Yu'an rubbed Doupi's soft cheek with the tip of his nose, making the child laugh even more happily.
"Uncle will go buy the biggest cake soon, covered with strawberries, just like Doupi likes!"
The kitchen was filled with the warm and welcoming atmosphere of life, and the bubbling pork rib soup dispelled the deepening dusk outside the window.
Suddenly, there was a violent knock on the door like thunder, so violent that it seemed to smash the thin wooden door into pieces!
"Lin Jiating! Open the door! I know you're in there! Give me the money!"
A man's hoarse roar penetrated the door, carrying a strong smell of alcohol and arrogance.
The warmth in the house froze instantly.
Lin Jiating's face suddenly turned as pale as paper, and her body began to tremble violently uncontrollably.
She subconsciously lunged forward, pressing her entire body against the door, her voice trembling: "No... no money! Get out! Get out now!"
"Bullshit! I heard that your brother has climbed up the social ladder and is now a high-ranking official at the Gu Corporation! How can you be broke? Open the door! Or I'll smash it!"
The roar outside the door became more and more crazy, and heavy impacts hit the door panel again and again, making a dull "bang bang" sound.
Even the door frame was shaking and dust was falling.
Doupi was frightened by the sudden and terrifying noise. His little mouth pouted and he burst into tears. His small body curled up in his uncle's arms, shaking like a leaf in the cold wind.
A bone-chilling rage, like a poisoned ice spike, instantly penetrated Lin Yu'an's limbs and bones.
He gently put the frightened Doupi down and pushed him behind his sister, who was pale and shaking like a leaf in the wind.
His movements were light, but his eyes were surprisingly sharp, like a knife tempered by fire.
Without any hesitation, he rushed to the small bathroom door and grabbed the old mop leaning against the corner.
The wooden handle was rough and cold, but holding it in the palm of the hand strangely brought a sense of destructive calmness.
He walked back to the door and stood in front of his sister and Doupi, like a silent mountain.
"Sister, take Doupi into the inner room and lock the door." His voice was low and steady, and every word sounded like it was fished out of an iceberg.
"An An! Don't..." Lin Jiating grabbed his arm in horror, her nails almost digging into the flesh.
"Go in!" Lin Yu'an suddenly shook off her hand, his voice suddenly rising with an unquestionable determination, his eyes as sharp as a knife nailed on the violently vibrating door panel.
Lin Jiating was shocked by the fierceness in his eyes. Almost subconsciously, she picked up Doupi, who was crying heartbreakingly, and staggered back into the inner room, locking the door with a "bang".
Almost at the same time as the lock of the inner room's door fell, the battered and dilapidated wooden door of the rental house was finally completely knocked open by a huge brute force after a harsh metallic groan!
A tall, unshaven middle-aged man with a reek of cheap alcohol stumbled in. He was Doupi's biological father.
That scum who abandoned his wife and children and was addicted to gambling - Wang Qiang.
"Where's the money?! Lin Jiating! Give me the money..." Wang Qiang's red drunken eyes swept across the empty living room, and the curse was stuck in his throat.
His gaze suddenly fixed on the only person standing in the middle of the living room.
Lin Yu'an stood there silently, holding the simple mop handle tightly in his hand, like a silent statue, but his whole body exuded a cold and murderous aura that was enough to freeze the air.
The dim light fell on his tense profile, outlining unprecedented, almost ferocious lines.
"Huh!" Wang Qiang was stunned for a moment, and then the brutality ignited by alcohol instantly overwhelmed the surprise. He grinned, revealing his yellow and black teeth, and saliva flew everywhere.
"You little brat, have you grown up yet? You dare to block my way? Get out of here!"
He was like an enraged beast, with a foul smell of alcohol on his body. He waved his strong arms and pounced on Lin Yu'an without any order, and his big hands like a palm-leaf fan grabbed his collar.
Lin Yu'an did not dodge.
Just as Wang Qiang's fingers, smelling of sweat and cigarettes, were about to touch his collar.
A cold light flashed in Lin Yu'an's eyes, and he twisted his body to the side suddenly. With all his strength and the anger that had been suppressed for too long, he swept the mop handle in his hand out accurately and fiercely!
"Bang!"
A dull, teeth-grinding crash.
The wooden pole hit Wang Qiang's thick calf hard.
"Ah--!" Wang Qiang let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered. The severe pain made him lose his balance in an instant.
The huge body collapsed forward like a mud tower with its foundation pulled out, and fell awkwardly on the cold concrete ground.
"You...you dare to hit me?!"
Wang Qiang covered his aching calf and rolled on the ground wailing. His eyes were bloodshot and bulging with pain and rage. He stared at Lin Yu'an as if he wanted to eat him alive.
Lin Yu'an looked down at the debris rolling on the ground, his chest heaving violently.
The knuckles of his fingers gripping the wooden pole turned white from the force, and his knuckles were so tense that they seemed to pierce his skin.
He didn't say anything, but just gripped the crude weapon in his hand tighter. His cold gaze was like a sharp blade, nailing Wang Qiang's face which was twisted with pain.
The only sounds in the air were Wang Qiang's heavy, bestial breathing and the pounding of his own heart in his chest like a drum.
"Little bastard...I'll kill you!"
Wang Qiang's curse was like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, filled with deep resentment.
He suddenly jumped up from the ground, like a completely enraged mad bull, completely ignoring the severe pain in his legs, and pounced on him again!
This time, he no longer tried to grab anyone, but opened his arms, relying on his absolute height advantage, and tried his best to knock Lin Yu'an down and crush him!
Lin Yu'an's pupils suddenly shrank.
There was no way to avoid it in the narrow space, so he could only grit his teeth and hold the mop handle across his body to try to block it.
“Bang!”
The mop handle was knocked out of Wang Qiang's hand by his bull-like strength, hit the corner of the wall and broke into two pieces.
The huge impact force made Lin Yu'an stagger back a few steps, and his back hit the cold wall with a heavy "bang". The shock made his eyes go black and his internal organs seemed to shift.
Wang Qiang gained the upper hand, grinned fiercely, and his bloodshot eyes were filled with a crazy desire for destruction. His fist as big as a vinegar jar made a sound as the wind blew as he smashed into Lin Yu'an's face!
Severe pain and a feeling of suffocation instantly overwhelmed Lin Yu'an.
He turned his head sharply with the last bit of instinct.
"Whoosh!" The fist grazed his cheekbone and hit the wall with a dull sound, and the wall paint fell off.
Now is the time!
A hint of ruthlessness, a determination to die together, flashed in Lin Yu'an's eyes.
Taking advantage of the gap when Wang Qiang's attack missed and his body leaned forward slightly, he used the last bit of strength in his body, bent his knees, and like a spring compressed to the extreme, he used his knees to hit Wang Qiang's defenseless lower abdomen fiercely and desperately!
“Ugh—!”
Wang Qiang's hideous smile instantly twisted into a howl of extreme pain. His body arched up like a cooked prawn, his eyes bulged out, and he tightly covered the painful area with his hands. His entire face instantly turned a horrifying liver color, and he couldn't even make a sound. The only sound left was the wheezing sound of a broken bellows.
However, this desperate attack also completely exhausted Lin Yu'an's strength.
His vision went dark, and his body slid down the wall slowly. Cold sweat soaked the clothes on his back, and every breath he took caused a tearing pain deep in his chest.
He forced himself to lift his heavy eyelids, and in his blurry vision, he saw Wang Qiang curled up on the ground, covering his penis, twitching in pain like a dying maggot.
A breath of cold, bloody air struggled to enter his lungs.
Lin Yu'an leaned against the cold wall, breathing rapidly, as if countless red-hot steel needles were stirring in his chest.
Beads of cold sweat slid down his pale forehead, mixed with blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, and dripped onto the front of his dusty, cheap T-shirt.
Everything in the field of vision was spinning and blurry. The only thing that was clear was the figure curled up on the ground, making painful roars like a wild beast.
Did he win? Or did they both perish?
Consciousness was like a kite with a broken string, teetering on the edge of the abyss of excruciating pain.
At this moment, the door lock of the inner room made a light "click" sound.
"An An!" Lin Jiating's terrified scream broke the silence.
She rushed out like a madman, threw herself beside Lin Yu'an who was lying limp on the ground, and tried to touch him with trembling hands.
But she was afraid of increasing his pain, so she burst into tears, "An An! How are you? Don't scare your sister! Doupi... Doupi is crying in there..."
She was incoherent, and the huge fear almost swallowed her up.
"Sister..." Lin Yu'an struggled to open his heavy eyelids, and saw his sister's tearful and blurry face.
He tried to force a soothing smile, but as soon as the corners of his mouth moved, a fishy-sweet taste suddenly rushed up his throat.
He suddenly turned his head and let out a "wow" sound, a large mouthful of bright red blood foam splattered on the cold and dirty concrete floor, which was shocking.
"An An!" Lin Jiating's scream changed its tone.
"Call...120..."
Lin Yu'an used up his last bit of strength to squeeze out broken words, and then everything in front of him went completely black. The heavy darkness was like an icy tide, swallowing him up in an instant.
Before my consciousness sank into the abyss, all I could hear were my sister's heart-wrenching cries and the sound of bean curd peels piercing through the door, her terrified and helpless howls.
The cold and pungent smell of disinfectant, like countless tiny needles, stubbornly drilled into Lin Yu'an's nasal cavity.
Every difficult breath brought waves of dull pain deep in the chest, as if the bones were about to break.
He struggled to open his heavy eyelids, and the glaring incandescent light made him squint subconsciously.
The blurry vision gradually became clear.
On the pale ceiling, the transparent liquid hanging on the IV stand is slowly dripping into the slender hose drop by drop.
He tried to move his fingers, and a strong feeling of weakness instantly swept over his body.
"An An? Are you awake?" A hoarse, tired voice with a strong crying tone sounded beside the bed.
Lin Yu'an turned his stiff neck with difficulty.
His sister Lin Jiating sat on a small stool beside the bed with red and swollen eyes, and her face looked even more haggard than the patient himself.
She held his hand that was not receiving the injection tightly, her fingertips were cold and still trembling slightly.
Doupi curled up at her feet, his small body leaning against her calves, as if seeking the last bit of support.
The child's eyes were swollen like walnuts, and he looked at his uncle timidly, his little face full of undried tears and great fear.
"Sister..." Lin Yu'an's voice was very hoarse, and it felt like there was a handful of sand stuck in his throat.
"Doupi... don't be afraid..." He tried to force a smile to comfort the child, but the sharp pain in his chest made him frown and gasp.
"Don't move! Don't move!" Lin Jiating hurriedly held him down, tears welling up in her eyes again. "The doctor said you have fractured ribs and slight internal bleeding... You need to lie down and rest..."
She choked with sobs, fear winding around her heart like a cold vine, "It's all because of me... It's all my fault..."
"It's none of your business..."
Lin Yu'an gasped as he interrupted her, his eyes sweeping over the bruises on his sister's face and the scrapes on her arms. He felt a pang of pain in his heart, more painful than the injuries on his body. "That bastard..."
"The police came and took a statement. He's seriously injured and is lying in the next ward, under observation."
Lin Jiating's voice carried a hint of relief, but more of exhaustion and endless worry. "An An, your job..."
She looked at the old phone with a broken screen on the bedside table, her eyes filled with despair, "Mr. Gu... Mr. Gu..."
As if to confirm her fear, the old phone on the bedside table, its screen covered in spiderweb-like cracks, suddenly vibrated violently without warning! The buzzing sound was particularly harsh in the silent ward, and two cold words danced on the screen -
【Mr. Gu】.
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