Chapter 12

He actually received a real big wall-slam?!

A great humiliation!!!

But on second thought, perhaps this would make it look more real.

So Lin Hao took a deep breath, in order not to let this slap go to waste.

He lay on the ground very skillfully, while glaring fiercely at Lin Xuan.

You are really dead this time?!

He just opened his mouth, preparing to rely on loud wailing to attract the attention of Lin Jianjun downstairs.

But before he could make a sound, he was interrupted by a big wall-slam.

Slap!!!

Lin Xuan withdrew his hand, his expression strange, carefully listening to the prompt in his mind.

【Ding! Host "slap" clings with Lin Hao, reward 2 points.】

The reward points increased?

Could it be that the harder you hit, the harder you "slap" cling, the more points you get?!

Lin Xuan rolled his eyes and guessed the key to the problem.

Then, in Lin Hao's terrified gaze, he raised his hands with bad intentions, left and right, and gave several big wall-slams in a row.

At this moment.

The sound of "slap, slap" was endless.

Also sounding was the ding-dong sound in Lin Xuan's mind.

【Ding! Host "slap" clings with Lin Hao, reward 2 points.】

【Ding! Host "slap" clings with Lin Hao, reward 3 points.】

【Ding! Host "slap" clings with Lin Hao, reward 1 point.】

【Ding! Host "slap" clings with Lin Hao, reward 2 points.】

After more than a dozen slaps in a row.

Lin Hao's cheeks were already bloody, and he fell into a coma.

The gold-rimmed glasses he had been wearing on his face were also nowhere to be found.

"A total of 30 points, not bad!"

Wiping the blood from his hands, Lin Xuan nodded with satisfaction.

Then he put his backpack on his back again and strode downstairs, leaving Lin Hao miserable and unconscious there...

Villa lobby.

Lin Xuan had just walked downstairs in two or three steps when he heard Lin Jianjun's roar from the sofa.

"Rebellious son, kneel down quickly!"

"???"

Lin Xuan's face was strange, staring at Lin Jianjun like he was looking at a fool.

"Bastard thing, what kind of look is that?"

"Are your ears deaf?! Kneel down quickly, do you still have me as your father in your eyes!!!"

Seeing Lin Xuan indifferent.

Lin Jianjun stood up from the sofa as if his fatherly authority had been provoked, glaring fiercely at Lin Xuan, trying to suppress the other party with majesty.

On weekdays.

As long as he saw him angry, Lin Xuan would tremble like a mouse seeing a cat and bow his head to submit.

Just when Lin Jianjun thought it was the same as before, Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow and said angrily:

"Father? Where do I have a father? There is a stepfather!"

"What did you say???"

Lin Jianjun's face was dull, unable to believe what his ears heard.

"I said..."

"Since the day you brought the mistress into the house, any real father has long since become a stepfather."

Hearing this.

Lin Jianjun was completely furious, before he could roar.

Bai Yuelan on the side shed tears secretly, full of sadness:

"Xiaoxuan, I am your mother! How can you say that about me? Sob sob sob..."

"Hehe... want to be my mother? You, a mistress, are not worthy, my mother died long ago."

Bai Yuelan's face was pale, staggering back a few steps, as if she had been completely hurt by this sentence that tore the mask off.

Seeing this.

Lin Jianjun hurriedly comforted her softly, almost heartbroken.

Then he turned to glare at Lin Xuan, his eyes filled with anger and disappointment.

"Enough!!!"

"Do you have any conscience, you beast, are you still human?"

"Do you know... just now your mother was still speaking for you, telling me not to care about you pushing Hao'er down the stairs."

"But you said such hurtful words, kneel down and apologize to your mother immediately!!!"

".........."

Facing Lin Jianjun's gaze full of disgust.

For some reason, a sense of sorrow and anger rose in Lin Xuan's heart.

That was the grievance and unwillingness left by the predecessor.

Influenced by this, Lin Xuan couldn't help but get excited, suddenly pulling up his shirt to reveal a large red scar on his chest from boiling water burns.

The red scar piled up in one piece, forming a sharp contrast with the fair skin nearby.

It looked slightly disgusting and made one's scalp tingle.

"See this scar? And you have the face to tell me not to care? And listen clearly to me!"

"I didn't push Lin Hao down the stairs at all, that grandson pretended to fall down the stairs himself, otherwise how could he be unscathed? Use your brain!"

Glancing at the terrifying scar on Lin Xuan's body, Lin Jianjun's heart skipped a beat, and a flash of heartache passed through his eyes.

But hearing Lin Xuan slander his illegitimate son.

He still subconsciously shook his head repeatedly, scolding and refuting:

"You mean Hao'er deliberately framed you? Nonsense!"

"Little Hao is so simple and kind, how could such an innocent boy do such a despicable and shameless thing?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!!!"

"........."

Looking at Lin Jianjun who was still obsessed.

Lin Xuan only felt a sense of tiredness.

Forget it, I'm tired.

Let the Lin family be destroyed quickly.

It's rotten and hopeless.

And just at this moment, a ghost-crying and wolf-howling sound came from the stairs.

"Daddy, Mommy. Look at my face, it's all ruined! Sob sob sob..."

Immediately after.

Lin Hao, whose cheeks were swollen like a pig's head, rushed down and threw himself into Lin Jianjun's arms and cried bitterly.

"Hao'er, this, this, this... who did this?"

Seeing his younger son's miserable appearance, Lin Jianjun was shocked.

Then he thought of something and suddenly raised his head to glare at Lin Xuan.

"It's you!!!"

"Yes, it's me. Who told him to have a cheap mouth!"

"You beast! You actually harmed your own flesh and blood, beating your own brother. How can I easily spare you today!" ===== CHAPTER 13 =====