When Luo Jun and his men arrived, Luo Zhi was sitting on the roof of his car.
Luo Zhi lowered his eyes and played games on his mobile phone nonchalantly.
The pure black windbreaker he was wearing was covered in dust, and a thin, snow-white wrist was revealed under the cuffs. The knuckles of his right hand were covered in bruises, and between his slender fingers were stained some shockingly bright red bloodstains.
On the side of the road not far away, a young man in a suit and tie was being helped to sit under a street light. His face was bruised and purple, and there was a conspicuous wound on his forehead.
Hearing Luo Jun's footsteps, the wounded young man raised his head and his eyes lit up: "Big——"
The young man seemed to be hesitant. He quickly looked up at Luo Zhi and cautiously swallowed the title.
Luo Zhi touched the screen lightly with her fingertips and confirmed that the game had been paused and saved before locking the screen and putting down the phone.
Luo Zhi raised her eyes, bowed slightly, and said affectionately: "Brother."
Luo Jun walked right past him, went to the street light, and leaned over to personally check the young man's injuries.
Luo Jun asked calmly: "What's going on?"
His tone was emotionless, but it was as if it was soaked in freezing ice water. His dark eyes swept around and finally fell on Luo Zhi, whose fingers still had bloodstains.
The bodyguards around buried their heads, and no one dared to make a sound.
…
There is no room for them to interfere in the messy family affairs of such a wealthy family.
Luo Jun is the eldest son of the Luo family and is recognized in the circle as the most talented young man of this generation. He is cold, introverted, decisive and destined to become the head of the Luo family in the future.
The young man who was beaten was the adopted son of the Luo family, named Jian Huaiyi.
Compared with Luo Zhi, the pampered young master who lives a lazy and incompetent life in the family, Jian Huaiyi is undoubtedly the other extreme: he is gentle to others, hardworking, and low-key and humble. In his early twenties, he had already become Luo Jun's right-hand man in the business world.
Today is Jian Huaiyi's 23rd birthday, and the Luo family held a grand birthday dinner.
At this time, everyone should have been in the luxurious banquet hall toasting and chatting to celebrate the birthday of the young and promising Vice President Jian.
As for why Young Master Jian came out with Luo Zhi, the scum that the Luo family least wanted to mention, why a conflict occurred, and why he was beaten like this by Luo Zhi... they actually didn't quite know.
"Luo Zhi."
Luo Jun wiped his hands and stood up: "Why?"
Luo Zhi leaned against the car. He had just opened the game again. His pale fingertips jumped deftly on the screen. He only had time to respond with a nasal sound: "Hmm?"
Luo Zhi raised her head in the midst of her busy schedule and glanced at the embarrassed Jian Huaiyi. It seemed that she had just remembered this matter and said, "Oh," "I hate him."
Luo Jun frowned without saying a word.
He never showed his emotions, but this almost absurd answer made him feel unhappy: "What do you mean?"
"I hate him. I get annoyed when I see him."
Luo Zhi swiped the screen, controlling the parkour figure to move around on the subway tracks, avoiding the sharp-toothed vicious dog that pounced greedily at him from behind.
He turned on the invincible mode and flexed his right hand which was covered with bruises: "Brother, shall we blast him out?"
Luo Jun's breath subsided.
"Don't I still have a family fortune? Give him all the company shares and stuff." Luo Zhi swiped the screen a few times, making the little man do a series of front flips. "Let him go far away. If he wants to start his own business or whatever, just give me back my things..."
The rest of the words were suddenly interrupted.
Luo Jun had a stern expression, looking down at him condescendingly, with undisguised disgust and contempt in his eyes.
Luo Zhi's cell phone was mercilessly thrown to the ground.
The little man on the screen couldn't dodge in time and crashed heavily into the oncoming subway, and a glaring screen of failed clearance popped up on the screen.
Luo Jun's hand was very heavy. That slap not only knocked his phone away, but also left a very eye-catching scarlet blood mark on the corner of Luo Zhi's lips.
Luo Zhi was beaten and leaned back against the car, with her scattered hair hanging down, covering her eyes.
He tilted his head slightly and raised his hand to cover his left ear. He seemed to have calmed down before squatting down as if nothing had happened. He fumbled around for a while and picked up the dropped phone.
Jian Huaiyi asked someone to help him, and he struggled to get up and hurried over: "Brother, don't do it..."
"It's none of your business." Luo Jun asked coldly, "Luo Zhi, do you have a heart?"
Luo Zhi squatted on the ground, checked the phone inside and out, confirmed that there was no damage, turned off the screen and put it in his pocket.
"While you were fooling around outside, showing off your bravery and causing trouble everywhere, and acting like the young master of the Luo family, Huai Yi was doing what you were supposed to do."
"Huai Yi studied business for you, worked on the project day and night for you, fulfilled his filial duty to your mother, and took care of your sister for you."
"Huai Yi grew up in the Luo family and has been a family to us for a long time. It's because you mind that the whole family is disturbed and we must make him move out."
"He has a good temper and is willing to give in to you and not argue with you, so he agreed."
Luo Jun controlled his voice, suppressing the surging anger that was about to storm: "Last time, it was because of you that Huaiyi made a scene again, and he changed his name and no longer had the last name Luo. What else are you not satisfied with this time? What else do you want him to give you back?!"
Luo Jun was really angry.
If Luo Zhi hadn't acted so outrageously, Luo Jun wouldn't have hit him or said those words.
Today is Jian Huaiyi's birthday dinner, but Luo Zhi beat him up without any mercy. If the news got out, not only would the Luo family lose face, but they would also not be able to explain to their parents.
Mrs. Luo was traumatized by something and has been recuperating over the years.
It was because of adopting Jian Huaiyi that Mrs. Luo was able to recover little by little from her fragile state of almost complete physical and mental collapse. Over the years, she treated Jian Huaiyi like a treasure, fearing that he would get hurt in the slightest.
Once the news of Luo Zhi beating Jian Huaiyi got back, or if Mrs. Luo saw Jian Huaiyi's injuries, there would be a huge uproar in the family.
"Do you think we really care about your opinion?" Luo Jun looked down at him, his tone cold, "Luo Zhi, I tell you--"
"So that's what you think."
Luo Zhi smiled and said, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Luo Jun was interrupted by him and frowned, looking away.
Luo Zhi had somehow acquired the bad habit of smoking. He turned his head to hold a cigarette and played with a silver lighter in his hand.
He sat on the ground leaning against the car, not caring at all that his expensive windbreaker was tangled with the blood-stained dust on the ground, still having the disgusting arrogance of a spoiled second-generation rich kid.
The lighter clicked and the flame jumped up.
The tiny bit of warm, bright firelight illuminated half of his face.
Luo Zhi's eyelashes were thick and dark, casting a small shadow. His skin was a slightly different cold white than that of an ordinary person, making the red and swollen scar at the corner of his lips even more glaring.
Luo Zhi held the cigarette in his mouth, leaned back with his head tilted back, and recalled for a while what his eldest brother had said: “The whole family is in turmoil.”
He actually wanted to see what the scene was like.
Unfortunately, time was too tight that day, and he only had time to throw Jian Huaiyi's computer away. The head of the Luo family was attracted by Mrs. Luo's screams of collapse, and angrily ordered people to drive Luo Zhi out and throw him into the underground confinement room.
Luo Zhi felt a little regretful.
Luo Jun's slap was delivered with unbridled force. His mouth and throat were filled with the smell of blood, which could not be covered up even with smoke. Instead, he choked and coughed twice.
"That bedroom is between your bedroom and your sister's. I thought that even if I didn't go home often, there was still a room for me at home... I thought that was my room."
Luo Zhi was a little curious and tilted her head slightly: "If not, you could have reminded me earlier and let me sleep in the guest room."
Luo Jun's face turned cold and hard after being questioned by him, and his eyes were so gloomy that water could almost drip out of them.
"Brother, I want to move out on my own."
Jian Huaiyi at the side whispered: "It's just to facilitate work, it has nothing to do with Xiaozhi..."
"Jian Huaiyi." Luo Zhi took the cigarette and played with it in his hand. "Did I ever say that if you dare to call me Xiaozhi again, I will destroy you?"
Jian Huaiyi paused and lowered his head with a heavy heart.
Luo Zhi was about to stand up by supporting himself on the ground, but was suddenly grabbed by the arm by a well-trained Luo family bodyguard and pinned to the ground without any explanation.
Luo Jun came over.
The look in his eyes as he looked at his good-for-nothing brother finally became completely cold, and even the disgust mixed with anger faded away.
He looked at Luo Zhi as if he was looking at a pile of fallen leaves swept into a pile by the roadside.
Luo Jun looked into Luo Zhi's eyes and asked softly, "Luo Zhi, what do you want?"
"You knew that Huaiyi lived in that room because his mother would cover him with a blanket at night."
Luo Jun said calmly, "Mom will collapse if she can't see him, and her illness will flare up. Do you know how painful it is for Mom when she has an attack? She won't recognize anyone, and only seeing Huai Yi can calm her down."
"You know very well that forcing Huaiyi to change his name will cause him to be criticized by countless people behind his back."
"You know how sad mom and sister will be if you make such a fuss today."
"You just can't stand this, can you? You just have to see everyone suffer and be tortured."
Luo Jun said: "You insist on destroying our family."
Luo Jun reached out, picked up the cigarette that Luo Zhi had dropped aside, and put it out on the ground.
The bright red flame was completely extinguished, turning into light gray ash that disappeared without a trace when blown by the wind.
Luo Jun had no interest in wasting any more words with him, so he signaled the bodyguards to let go and leave Luo Zhi where she was.
He asked someone to help Jian Huaiyi into the car and let the family doctor take care of his injuries.
After all, Jian Huaiyi still has to come out and toast at the birthday party. If he goes there in this miserable state with injuries all over his body, it will become a big joke tomorrow that will bring shame to the Luo family.
Luo Zhi was thrown down.
He sat awkwardly, leaning against the car, and suddenly said with a smile: "Brother."
Luo Jun was not going to pay any attention and was about to turn around when countless brilliant fireworks suddenly rose above everyone's heads.
It was midnight, and the fireworks that were used to celebrate birthdays were set off. Each one is beautiful, designed by Luo Cheng himself. They are colorful and brilliant, illuminating half the sky.
"I'm twenty-three years old." Luo Zhi said, "You forgot to wish me a happy birthday."
Luo Jun paused, turned around and left without saying a word, then got into the car waiting on the side of the road.
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