Marrying My Bestie's Ferocious Brother - He Calls Me His Baby! Chapter 193 - 192: My Son Will Teach You a Lesson!

"This is not a coincidence!"

Professor Liu’s voice was like a crack of thunder.

He pushed through the crowd, completely ignoring Zhang Guilan, who was rolling on the ground.

His eyes were fixed only on the few glass marbles lying quietly on the ground.

"Old Liu, you..."

Professor Wang attempted to pull him back but was brusquely shoved aside.

Professor Liu rushed a few steps into the yard, crouched down directly, his expression fervent as if he were on a pilgrimage.

"Ah yo! You crazy old man, you stepped on !"

He turned a deaf ear to Zhang Guilan’s screaming.

From his pocket, he pulled out an object.

A small tal tape asure made in Germany.

With a "swish," the tape asure extended.

He began asuring.

From the release point under the porch to the landing point of the first marble.

From the marble’s landing point to the patch of strawberry mud where Zhuangzhuang fell.

He muttered under his breath.

"The slope is 3.7 degrees..."

"Initial potential energy..."

"Rolling friction coefficient..."

The yard was silent as a grave.

Everyone watched the eccentric old man as if they were watching a madman.

Zhang Guilan got up, pointed her finger at Professor Liu’s nose.

"I see you’re in cahoots with them!"

"Putting on this act of pretending to be mysterious!"

"You’re crazy!"

Professor Liu stood up abruptly.

Instead of getting angry, his face flushed with excitent.

"I’m crazy?"

He pointed at the marbles on the ground, his voice shaking.

"What do you know!"

"This is a masterpiece! A perfect physical trap!"

He glanced around and began his impromptu teaching session.

"Look at the distribution of these marbles. It seems random, yet actually adheres to the strictest probability theory model!"

"As long as the target cos rushing from that direction, at a speed exceeding one ter per second, they are bound to step on one of them!"

"Once stepped on, given the friction coefficient of this ground and the spherical shape of the marble, the probability of falling isn’t ninety percent!"

Professor Liu held out two fingers, resolute.

"It’s ninety-nine point nine percent!"

"The remaining point one is the probability of him dropping dead on the spot!"

Deathly silence enveloped the scene.

No one understood.

But everyone comprehended another thing.

Her grandson deserved to fall.

It was inevitable!

Zhang Guilan’s face turned from liver-colored to ghastly pale.

"You’re... you’re spouting nonsense!"

She still wanted to argue, pointing the finger at the only possibility.

"It’s her! It’s this little vixen who did it!"

She pointed fiercely at Gu Lan.

"I saw her! She was the one who scattered the marbles on the ground just now!"

Gu Lan was furious, her eyes red.

"I did not!"

"You did!"

At that mont, Professor Wang stepped forward.

He cleared his throat.

"I can vouch for it."

He pointed at the kitchen window.

"Earlier, as Old Liu and I ca over, we passed by the window and personally saw Comrade Lan in the kitchen making milk powder."

"From the mont we entered the yard to when the child fell, she didn’t leave the kitchen for even a step."

Professor Wang’s identity was well recognized in the courtyard.

His words were ironclad evidence.

Eyewitness.

Physical evidence.

Logical chain.

All complete.

Zhang Guilan was utterly dumbfounded.

Every path was blocked.

The murmuring voices at the entrance no longer carried sympathy.

"Oh my, so he really fell while sneaking in to steal sothing."

"Trying to extort others, this family’s hearts are truly dark."

"Raising her grandson to be a thief, and still has the face to bla others."

Those words pierced Zhang Guilan’s ears.

She held her grandson who was still crying and howling on the ground, feeling trapped.

Just then, Lin Wan Yi spoke.

Her voice remained calm but carried an irrefutable force.

"Sister in law Zhang."

"Stealing public or private property, regardless of the amount, is the sa in nature."

Zhang Guilan shuddered.

Lin Wan Yi continued.

"In our military district compound, children’s future enrollnt in the affiliated elentary school is prioritized."

"I recall that the security departnt has a behavior record file for all household family mbers."

Her gaze fell on Zhuangzhuang’s dirty face.

"If today’s incident gets recorded..."

"I wonder if it will affect Zhuangzhuang’s future enrollnt eligibility."

Boom!

That sentence exploded in Zhang Guilan’s mind like a bomb.

Her grandson’s future!

This was her lifeline!

She could lose face, could cause a scene, but she couldn’t destroy her grandson’s future!

The color drained completely from Zhang Guilan’s face.

For the first ti, she looked at Lin Wan Yi with fear.

This woman wasn’t just arguing with her.

She was condemning her heart!

"I..."

Zhang Guilan couldn’t utter a word.

She suddenly grabbed her still-crying grandson from the ground.

"Let’s go ho!"

Like a wild dog with her tail on fire, she dragged her over one hundred pounds of grandson and rushed out madly.

She left even the bedding on the ground.

Disgraced, panicked.

As she squeezed out of the crowd, about to disappear at the door.

In the baby stroller, a previously very quiet Gu Ning suddenly moved her small lips.

She looked at the back of Zhang Guilan and uttered a muddled yet clear syllable.

"Dumb...ass..."

The sound was faint.

Almost indiscernible.

But Gu Lan, who was closest, heard it.

She quickly bowed her head, looking at her little niece.

The little girl was giving her an angelic and innocent smile.

The crowd dispersed amid laughter.

The spectacle finally ca to a close.

In the yard, only Lin Wan Yi’s family and the two still eager professors remained.

Professor Liu’s eyes were still fixed on Gu An.

"Little friend!"

He rubbed his hands, eagerly approaching.

"Quickly tell Grandpa, how did you co up with this? What was your calculation process?"

He attempted to hold Gu An’s hand.

Gu An looked at him expressionlessly.

Then.

He spread his legs.

A stream of warm water, with strong force, gushed out from his split pants.

Unerringly.

It landed precisely on Professor Liu’s faded pants.

Instantly soaking a large area.

The air fell silent at once.

Professor Liu was frozen in place.

Gu An calmly resud his posture, picked up the small Rubik’s cube by his side, and continued to twist it.

As if nothing had happened.

...

After seeing off the two professors who froze on the spot.

Lin Wan Yi closed the courtyard gate.

She walked to the stroller, ready to carry the two children back inside.

"Sister, today really scared ." Gu Lan was still fearful.

Lin Wan Yi smiled and reached out to pick up Gu Ning.

"It’s all over."

She said as she tried to roll up the sleeves that Zhuangzhuang had gotten dirty.

However.

When her fingers touched the lotus-like arm of her daughter.

She paused.

On Gu Ning’s fair and delicate inner wrist.

Was imprinted a small, bluish-purple fingernail mark.

Not too deep.

Even rather faint.

But it was there.

Like an thorn stabbing into Lin Wan Yi’s eyes.

The air, which had just ward up, instantly turned icy.

The last trace of smile vanished from Lin Wan Yi’s face.

Replaced by a bone-chilling coldness.

This matter.

Is not over.