Chapter 669: Terrifying Imagined Scene

Li Hengbo glanced sideways and immediately recognized Sun Zhiqing.

He chuckled: "Back then, disaster struck the Zou family out of the blue. To cut ties with them, you were heartless and unrighteous, divorcing Zou Feiyun. Later Zou Feiyun was sentenced to death, and you got a three‑year prison term. You should have been locked up, but you suddenly became pregnant and managed to get a suspended sentence. Whose child is this? As the mother, you can't even say who the father is. I say he's just a stray cat or dog—what's the problem?"

It's said you don't strike the face in a fight, and you don't expose shortcomings when you insult.

Li Hengbo directly poked Sun Zhiqing's sore spot—his intention was obvious. Even if she thought with her toes, she could see he was trying to force her to name the child's father.

If she spoke, it would be tantamount to handing Li Hengbo a lever.

No!

If I did something harmful to Lin Dongfan, the Lin family would never acknowledge this child. I must stay calm and absolutely not fall for Li Hengbo's trick.

Sun Zhiqing forcibly suppressed her anger.

She turned to the Principal and said: "Principal, some people are rich, but that doesn't mean they have manners. You've heard all the foul language. As an educator, I hope you can tell right from wrong. My son is bullied every day at school by Li Tiancai—he's covered in bruises. If you don't believe me, look for yourself."

Saying that, Sun Zhiqing rolled up her son's sleeve, revealing bruises all over his body.

The Principal frowned, about to speak, when Li Hengbo suddenly chuckled: "How do you prove those injuries were caused by my son?"

"I demand we check the school's surveillance!" Sun Zhiqing said sternly.

Li Hengbo asked the Principal with a smile: "Principal, I heard the school's surveillance is broken—do you need me to donate a batch? If so, just speak up; we've already donated the experimental building, so this batch won't be a problem."

As soon as donation was mentioned, the hitherto hesitant Principal seemed to have found a lighthouse in the dark.

When he turned his head to look at Sun Zhiqing,

his gaze grew much more serious, and his tone likewise much colder.

"Mother Mu Lin, your son's injuries—old and new—are obvious at a glance; they didn't happen in a day.

"If your son really was beaten at school, why didn't you say so earlier?

"Now that your son has injured someone else, you're dragging out his old wounds to smear us—what do you think this school is?

"This is a place of reason and law! You can't just frame people here."

What does "money can make the ghost turn the mill" mean?

At that moment, Sun Zhiqing keenly felt a piercing pain and saw the filth of this aristocratic school—it's no place for the poor.

She heartbrokenly questioned the Principal: "He says the school's surveillance is broken, so it's broken? You'll lick a bone thrown to you—no sense of reason, right?!"

"Mother Mu Lin, please watch your words!" the Principal's face darkened: "Your son broke school rules and injured someone—everyone can see that! Now, immediately! Hurry up and bring your son to withdraw! I advise you not to make yourself unhappy here; your son's conduct has seriously damaged our school's image and reputation. The school isn't demanding compensation from you—that's already leniency."

As his words fell, Sun Zhiqing's eyes filled with tears, truly feeling as if ten thousand arrows pierced her heart.

Looking back, she had spared no effort to borrow money, gritting her teeth to scrape together three hundred thousand, and had struggled to send her child to this expensive school—only to end up like this.

"Refund the money!"

Sun Zhiqing shouted angrily.

The Principal coldly retorted: "You don't understand human speech? I just made it perfectly clear—your son's behavior has seriously damaged our school's educational image and its reputation in the education sector. The school isn't pursuing compensation from you—that's already leniency. And you still want a refund? Ridiculous!"

Xu Yaqiu sneered: "Look at your impoverished appearance—you really want money without shame."

Li Hengbo also gave a faint smile: "Sun Zhiqing, wanting a refund isn't impossible. Just tell everyone who your son's biological father is, to satisfy everyone's curiosity. Then I'll plead with the Principal to waive your tuition—no problem at all. So, who's the father of this little bastard?"

Faced with the trio's humiliation and attacks, the helpless Sun Zhiqing had no way to defend herself.

Just as Sun Zhiqing was on the verge of breaking down in tears,

A voice came from the doorway: Lin Dongfan said, "Little Li, one lame leg isn't enough—you want another? Heaven gave you a human skin, yet you don't speak like a person, just spouting filth here."

Everyone turned toward the sound, and the scene fell instantly silent.

Faced with Li Hengbo and others' bullying, Sun Zhiqing stubbornly held back two pools of tears, refusing to let them fall easily.

But the moment she saw Lin Dongfan, those tears spilled out uncontrollably.

She gazed at Lin Dongfan through tears, silently seeming to resent: "You irresponsible bastard, why didn't you wait until we mother and son were beaten to death before showing up?"

On the other side,

Xu Yaqiu, however, wore an expression of daring anger but not daring to speak. She bullied Sun Zhiqing without restraint, but facing Lin Dongfan she truly dared not spout nonsense. Lin Dongfan was the man she had wanted to marry but never could.

At the moment Lin Dongfan appeared, Li Hengbo was also slightly startled.

But…

Li Hengbo is someone who's seen big scenes, and this isn't the first time he's wrestled with Lin Dongfan; they're lifelong enemies from two lifetimes, long accustomed to the rhythm of meeting foes with red‑eyed fury.

Li Hengbo composed himself, then asked Lin Dongfan calmly with a smile: "Just out of prison, instead of staying home to reunite with your wife and kids, you come here to stir up trouble—what is Sun Zhiqing to you?"

"What she is to me is none of your business," Lin Dongfan replied with a faint smile.

Li Hengbo leaned on his cane, relaxed, and replied with a smile: "That little bastard injured my son, and that slut Sun Zhiqing injured my wife. The school wants to expel that little bastard—do you want to pull out your red genealogy to hold the fort? It might just turn the tide."

"I see injustice and act—just need fists, no genealogy," he said, clenching his fists.

This scene instantly triggered Li Hengbo's psychological scar from being beaten years ago.

Li Hengbo forced a smile, trying to look unfazed: "Lin Dongfan, this is a school! Please mind the image of the Lin family."

"Since you know this is a school, why are you still spouting filth?!" he said, throwing a punch.

When the fist was still half an inch from Li Hengbo's cheek,

Lin Dongfan checked his punch.

But Li Hengbo turned pale with fright, instinctively staggering back two steps. His right leg was already lame; this stumble left him unsteady, and he fell flat on his butt.

Panic and disarray twisted his features.

Lin Dongfan smiled and clarified: "Everyone saw that, right? I didn't hit him—he's just clumsy on his legs."

"Lin Dongfan!!!"

Li Hengbo, helped up by Xu Yaqiu, angrily climbed to his feet.

He glared at Lin Dongfan: "Back when you were the anti‑corruption bureau chief, you couldn't do anything to me! Now you're nothing—do you think I'm afraid of you?!"

"Cripple, you have no right to speak—go cool off somewhere."

"You! ……"

"What the hell are you? Dead cripple, someone else's son is a dog bastard—what's your son then? Are you sure your son is your own? Have you done a DNA test?"

"Cut your mother's bullshit, my son is not my biological child—could it be yours? Damn!"

Li Hengbo retorted stubbornly.

But this stubbornness didn't last more than three seconds.

When he saw Xu Yaqiu nervously turn her head to one side, his heart skipped again: "What the hell does this bitch mean? Guilty? Could it be that my son really isn't my biological child? Damn! What the hell is going on? This bitch wouldn't be having an affair with that bastard Lin Dongfan, would she…"

A series of imagined scenes instantly flooded Li Hengbo's mind.