Within five minutes, Brother He showed up.
He Tingchuan glanced at the time; he hadn't exceeded the time limit.
Meeting Brother He's gaze, He Tingchuan couldn't contain the murderous intent in his eyes. He took three steps at a time and strode towards Brother He, scaring Brother He so much that he covered his head and begged for mercy: "Don't hit my face!"
Without saying a word, He Tingchuan's fist came down.
Even a pig would squeal for a long time after being hit by He Tingchuan's fist, let alone Brother He.
After being punched, Brother He was in so much pain that his head went numb.
With another punch, Brother He almost met his great-grandmother.
Brother He was no match for He Tingchuan. He was hit by a barrage of punches, elbows, and knees, and suffered severe injuries to his chest and back. He collapsed to the ground, where he was kicked several times.
Brother He was beaten so badly that he vomited blood.
Little Rice Cake excitedly shouted, "Daddy is so amazing! Daddy, keep going! Keep hitting!"
Brother He: "......"
Little rice cake, I'll remember you.
Yun Jin looked at Brother He, who was lying on the ground, unable to move, and seeing that it was enough, she called out, "Husband, let's go!"
"Here it comes!" He Tingchuan kicked again, avoiding vital points, making his brother suffer and remember today's lesson, to see if he would dare to bully his wife again next time.
He Tingchuan had beaten him enough, turned around and left, not even glancing at his older brother who was lying on the ground like a dead dog.
He got into the car quickly, fastened his seatbelt, and the family of four soon disappeared at the entrance of his workplace.
Brother He's colleague, looking at the time, saw the rear of a departing car, Brother He lying unconscious on the ground, and a pool of blood on the ground.
A colleague urgently cried for help: "Help! Someone come quick! Get him to the hospital!"
小年糕在车上抱着他爸爸撒娇：“爸爸好帅，揍人的时候酷毙了，我最爱爸爸了！”
He Tingchuan raised an eyebrow smugly and looked at his wife.
Yun Jin immediately gave a thumbs up, maximizing the emotional value.
He Tingchuan smiled with satisfaction.
He's parents were waiting at home. They knew Yun Jin had gone to pick up He Tingchuan, but they didn't expect her to be almost an hour late. Before He's mother could even ask, Xiao Niangao couldn't wait to share the story of He Tingchuan beating up his older brother.
Mother He asked, "Is the person still alive?"
He Tingchuan nodded.
Mrs. He breathed a sigh of relief: "As long as you're alive, that's good. Your parents are getting old and don't want to bury their child."
He Tingchuan knew that if someone died, he would be the one who suffered the most.
Yun Jin would not allow He Tingchuan to commit murder and break the law.
Not long after, Sister-in-law He called, crying and cursing on the phone: "You are too cruel! You beat someone to the hospital, why didn't you just kill them? My son is already in jail, what more do you want?"
He Tingchuan answered the phone: "Does your sister-in-law want to go in too? Do you want me to give you a ride?"
Upon hearing He Tingchuan's cold voice, Sister-in-law He instinctively hung up the phone, out of fear.
After hanging up the phone, she felt she had acted too cowardly. She wanted to call He Tingchuan and give him a piece of her mind, but she didn't have the courage. So she could only stay at the hospital with her brother He and take care of her two grandsons.
Sister-in-law He is going crazy.
How did this family end up like this?
When Brother He woke up, he found himself in the hospital and alive, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing her red eyes and the bruises on her face from the day before yesterday, Brother He felt a sense of shared sorrow: "Don't cry, she's not dead yet. Where are Da Bao and Xiao Bao?"
“Here he is. My son is gone, but we must take good care of our grandson.” Sister-in-law He couldn’t help but wipe away her tears: “My poor grandson, he met such a ruthless aunt. At such a young age, both his parents were arrested.”
Brother He: "......."
Whose fault is it?
He Tingchuan returned and had lunch, but before he could rest, he said he had to go to the Public Security Bureau to see He Ziqian.
Yun Jin handed him the motorcycle keys: "I'll go with you."
Little Rice Cake wants to go too.
Yun Jin said, "Children shouldn't go to the police station. You stay home with Doubao. We'll be back in a bit."
Little Rice Cake had to stay at home with Little Bean Bun, waiting for them to come back.
The couple went to the Public Security Bureau. He Ziqian was still in custody. He Tingchuan knew the director of the Public Security Bureau. After registering his visit, he went directly to see He Ziqian.
He Ziqian thought it was his parents coming to see him, but when he saw the tall, imposing, and domineering He Tingchuan walking towards him, he was so frightened that he shrank into a corner and said, "You...you don't come any closer!"
He Tingchuan's fists clenched so tightly they cracked, and soon He Ziqian's terrified, desperate, and painful pleas for mercy could be heard.
The sound grew fainter and fainter until it could no longer be heard, as He Tingchuan had beaten it unconscious.
He Tingchuan kicked the unconscious He Ziqian, stepped on the wound where his finger had been cut off, and only let He Ziqian go after confirming that he wasn't faking it.
Passing by the cell where Zhu Dawei was being held, Zhu Dawei trembled with fear: "Brother, I was wrong, I really know I was wrong. Your wife has already taught me a lesson, I've paid the price. I can never have children in this life, my testicles are broken, sob sob sob..."
The thought that this man had taken a lustful liking to his wife made He Tingchuan's fists unstoppable. He beat the man up again. If he hadn't just had surgery on his vital organs, He Tingchuan would have crushed him.
He Tingchuan only came out of the detention cell after beating the man half to death.
Yun Jin didn't wait outside; she went to see Feng Qianqian.
Upon seeing her, Feng Qianqian had lost all her strength and resources, and could only lament to herself: "Why did this happen? If I hadn't tried to seduce He Tingchuan back then, would none of that have happened? Would I not have been sent to a labor camp?"
"In the end, I won't just give up and marry He Ziqian, whom I know is unreliable. Even if I have two sons, what good will it do? I still won't have a place in the He family. They all look down on me, and so do you." Feng Qianqian stared at Yun Jin with resentment.
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