Lu Qingyao felt Yi Mu's leg muscles slowly tighten and become hard.
He looked up and saw that Yi Mu's brows were deeply furrowed and his expression was cold.
Without asking anything, Lu Qingyao got up and leaned closer to Yi Mu's phone screen to look at it.
The statement, half true and half fabricated, has put Yi Mu in the spotlight.
This is the last day of the New Year's Day holiday. Everyone should be busy catching up on their homework, but this shocking revelation has stirred up everyone's gossip spirit.
The page views are approaching 150,000, and new people are coming in every time the page is refreshed.
The whistleblower did not name names, but some people in the front row guessed who it was.
Yi Mu was described as a pretentious guy who falsely claimed his identity, a greasy senior who flirted with female elementary school students, and there was even evidence suggesting that he cheated on his exams and that his good grades were obtained through cheating.
If he were just an illegitimate child that everyone condemns, he would probably only provoke a few angry curses, but then it comes down to the issue of his character.
If there is a perfect person in your life, someone everyone likes, someone who stands on a pedestal, unattainable.
But one day, you discover that he is not perfect; he has flaws, even flaws worse than yours.
what will you do?
Of course, we should pull him down from his pedestal, spit on him, drown him, stomp on him, and ideally, ensure he can never rise again.
Yimu was doused with a bucket of dirty water, the kind that smells fishy and foul.
He was so angry that he was breathless and his eyes were bloodshot. The first person he thought of was Yiganxian.
He was like a demon, trying to drag him into hell with both hands and feet.
And yet, he still wants to call him brother? What kind of brother is always scheming against his younger brother, wishing he could suffer to death!
Yi Mu put down his phone, chuckled softly, and asked in a trembling voice, "If I stab him to death and hire a lawyer to defend me, do you think I can get a prison sentence?"
Lu Qingyao knew that Yi Mu was so angry that he had lost his mind, so he told Yi Mu, "This was definitely not done by Yi Ganxian."
Yi Mu turned to look at him excitedly, grabbed his shoulders, and her eyes were red.
"Who else could it be but him? He also graduated from Ronggao High School, so he knows all too well what being an illegitimate child means!"
In the history of Ronggao High School, there have been instances of illegitimate children who concealed their identities to enroll, only to be ostracized by the entire school when their identities were later exposed.
The ostracism that is out in the open is nothing more than tripping someone up. The most terrifying thing is the silent violence. Throughout the entire campus, from teachers to students, including the security guards, no one speaks to that illegitimate child.
That person became invisible at school, or rather, a ghost; no one could see him.
He later developed depression and committed suicide shortly after dropping out of school.
That wasn't a sensational rumor, but a real event. Although it was suppressed by the authorities, it was still reported in tabloids.
Yi Mu was just an ordinary seventeen-year-old boy. Living in such a family, he longed for success more than most people.
He was an illegitimate child, not a legitimate son of a wealthy family with inheritance rights.
Like everyone else, the college entrance examination was a very important turning point in his life.
Getting into a prestigious university means a bright future and the possibility of escaping his current awkward social class to become a self-made millionaire, freeing his mother from the constant criticism and judgment.
With only six months left until the college entrance examination, this happened.
Lu Qingyao watched as Yi Mu sat on the bed, staring straight ahead, his fair and delicate face flushed, his lips trembling, looking somewhat possessed.
Fearing that Yi Mu might become agitated, he pulled him closer and spoke slowly and calmly to reassure him.
"I'll handle this, don't worry."
Yimu stared at him, shuddered, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm scared."
I fear the future is uncertain, I fear my life will be a complete mess.
He was incredibly vulnerable right now. Lu Qingyao's fingertip brushed against Yi Mu's eye, leaving a wet patch.
His heart skipped a beat, and impulsively he stepped forward and kissed the pitiful boy.
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