"Mom, with my father’s personal intervention, Lin Fan will undoubtedly not survive."
At this mont, deep within the Ying Family’s Ancient Mansion.
In the brightly lit hall, Shen Yueli, Mrs. Ying Sr., and others were eagerly waiting.
Even though it was late at night, they showed no signs of drowsiness.
Instead, they set up a banquet with fine wine ready to celebrate and welco Shen Changlong’s triumphant return.
"Hmph, he brought it upon himself. Seven years ago, he was lucky to escape with his life like a dog, yet he doesn’t cherish it and dares to co to the Imperial Capital to stir up trouble."
Mrs. Ying Sr. took a sip from her wine glass, her old face smiling coldly.
"For soone as devout as you to harbor thoughts of killing, it clearly shows just how much Lin Fan deserves to die!"
Ah Fu, with a bruised face, trotted over to refill Mrs. Ying Sr.’s wine, grinning and flattering her.
Standing beside the table, Ah Shou and Ah Xi nodded in agreent.
The pair of unfortunate brothers seed yet to escape the shadow of being defiled by Zhang ili, appearing sowhat listless.
Only Uncle Qian, standing far away with his hands in his sleeves and head lowered, remained indifferent.
Yet, in those aged, unwavering eyes, a hint of complexity flickered.
Siblings turning against each other, fathers and sons becoming enemies.
It had reached the point where one must die for the other to live.
All of this was thanks to that mother and daughter-in-law sitting at the head of the table...
"Stepmother, Grandma, could you please ask Grandpa to spare my brother?"
Thud!
At this mont.
Ying Yutang rushed in with a worried expression, kneeling at the feet of Shen Yueli and Mrs. Ying Sr.
Her face was streaked with tears, choking on her words, expectantly awaiting their response.
However, what she received.
Was a slap from Mrs. Ying Sr. without hesitation!
Smack!
"You little brat, now that you’ve grown wings, you’re turning against your own family!"
Mrs. Ying Sr. stood up, pointing and cursing at Ying Yutang.
"If it weren’t for Wen Yuan picking you up back then, would you be alive today?"
"Our Ying family has given you lavish care, yet now you speak for that bastard Lin Fan!"
"If you have such feelings, why don’t you consider your second brother? Lin Fan took his marrow and left him seriously injured in the hospital!"
After shouting, Mrs. Ying Sr. was still not appeased.
She lifted her foot and kicked Ying Yutang twice.
"Yutang, you’ve really disappointed . I never expected to raise an ungrateful wretch."
As Ying Yutang clutched her abdon, collapsing painfully to the ground.
Only to see Shen Yueli with a gentle smile, kneeling down in front of her.
"Your grandma was just upset for a mont. Don’t bla her, does it still hurt?"
"Stepmom, no, it doesn’t hurt... hiss!"
Ying Yutang gritted her teeth with a pained expression, not finishing her words.
Only to see Shen Yueli grasp a hairpin and stab it hard into her abdon!
"This is your punishnt for being a whistleblower. If you dare to betray us again, there’s no place for you in the Ying family. You’ll have to leave on your own!"
As Ying Yutang’s face twisted in pain, cold sweat beading on her forehead.
Shen Yueli’s smile turned cold, wiping the hairpin clean and placing it back in her hair.
Then, she dropped a line expressionlessly, signaling to Ah Fu beside her.
"Escort the Third Miss back to her room, and she’s not allowed to co out before tomorrow’s sacrificial ceremony starts!"
"Stepmom, Grandma, you can torture all you want, but please spare my brother!"
Ying Yutang pushed away Ah Fu’s assistance, kneeling in pain on the ground and pleading loudly.
"Seven years ago, you forced Aunt Suxin to death and refused to find a cure for my brother. Now that he’s finally made it back alive, I can’t lose him again!"
"Quiet, you wretched brat, shut up!"
With a bang, Mrs. Ying Sr. erupted with anger, slamming the table.
Events from seven years ago have been a constant sore spot for everyone in the family.
Anyone who dares to bring it up is touching the most sensitive part of everyone’s heart!
"I won’t! What wrong did my brother do to deserve being killed by you!"
Ying Yutang also beca furious, raising her head and shouting in grief and indignation.
"It was Second Brother who wanted to take the kid’s transplant marrow. You even had soone kill the child’s parents!"
"My brother did nothing wrong. The real culprits are you wicked won with evil hearts!"
Her hysterical screams echoed through the hall.
Mrs. Ying Sr. and Shen Yueli were both stunned, staring at each other in shock.
Then, their faces darkened simultaneously, as if they had swallowed a dead fly.
Standing nearby, Ah Fu and the others were also startled, frantically giving Ying Yutang looks.
Not because they cared about her.
But fearing that angering the mother and daughter-in-law would involve them and subject them to their undeserved wrath!
"Rebellious, completely rebellious. How dare you, a freeloader living off our Ying family, have the audacity to speak to , the matriarch of the Ying family, like that!"
Mrs. Ying Sr. seethed with anger, looking around.
Then snatched up a hangover basin from the table, smashing it straight towards Ying Yutang’s head!
The basin was made of thick, heavy glass. If it hit her with the bottom edge, it would definitely cause blood and gore!
Yet as the tragedy lood, those around remained indifferent.
Shen Yueli shook her head, a mocking smile on her lips.
Ah Fu and his companions lowered their heads, ignoring the situation.
Only Uncle Qian in the corner showed a slight flicker of emotion, sighing silently, ready to intervene.
After all, when the old master was alive, he was quite fond of this adopted little girl.
"And you think you can lay a hand on Yutang?"
At the next mont.
A cold voice suddenly echoed from outside the hall.
Following that, sothing bright red flew in swiftly, knocking Mrs. Ying Sr. to the ground!
"Madam, Ma’am, he, he’s broken in, we can’t stop him!"
Thud, thud!
A sudden upheaval caught everyone off guard.
Two Ying family stewards crawled in, crying out in fear.
However, no one responded; all eyes were glued to the object on the dining table.
It was a bloodied head!
"Not enough? I have more in this sack, enough to satisfy you all."
Lin Fan kicked aside the two people on the ground.
Holding a boy in one arm and dragging a blood-stained sack with the other, he strode in.
Thud, thud, thud!
He swung the sack upside down, shaking out its contents.
Then with a flick of his foot, kicked Zhang Laosan’s head straight into Shen Yueli’s arms!
"Ah... a head, it’s a head!"
Shen Yueli retreated in horror, her face changing drastically, losing all her previous composure.
Instead, she scread shrilly like a woman on the street.
The hem of her moon-white cheongsam was instantly soaked, clearly scared witless!
anwhile, Ah Fu and the others jumped and scread, huddling together!
"Bastard, you bastard, what do you want to do!"
Mrs. Ying Sr. got up from the ground, standing shakily as she pointed at Lin Fan and cursed.
"Nothing much, just delivering a gift to you."
Lin Fan grabbed the unconscious Shen Changlong lying on the ground.
And flung him onto the dining table laden with delicacies!
Crash!
The heavy fall caused dishes to scatter, creating a ss.
"Dad? Dad, what’s wrong? Wake up, wake up!"
Seeing this, Mrs. Ying Sr. and the others trembled, as if struck by lightning.
Shen Yueli was particularly stunned, suddenly clutching her head, screaming miserably!
She pounced on Shen Changlong.
Watching helplessly at the multiple abrasions on him, his clothes in tatters, like an old rag.
The worry, fear, and resentnt all flashed rapidly in Shen Yueli’s eyes.
Finally, they turned into a frightening suspicion!
"Did you, did you drag my father in the sack all the way here with a car?"
Suddenly looking up, Shen Yueli, her bloodshot eyes brimming with malice, scread questions!
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