The Heartthrob System cultivates brotherhood online

Zhao Song had no money and was unlucky today, so he almost lost his pants to someone else.

I went to a small shop, bought a bottle of beer, and drank it on my way home.

He staggered downstairs and heard a group of middle-aged women pointing at him.

"You bitches, you have nothing to do, get away from me!" Zhao Song's face turned red from drinking and he threw the wine on them.

The middle-aged woman dodged and was only concerned about watching the show. She looked at him with disdain, "Zhao Laoer, do you feel comfortable wearing your hat? Even your son is not your own. I'm looking at you, or your little son. What if he is not your son? That would be really bad!"

"Nonsense, what nonsense are you talking about? If I'm not Zhao Jun's father, then who is his father!?" Zhao Song knew that flies don't bite eggs without cracks, so he subconsciously refuted those women. In fact, he was furious and had already planned to go back and settle the score with Li Chunlan.

He kicked the door open and yelled, "Li Chunlan, you bitch! Where have you been?!"

Li Chunlan sat in the room with lifeless eyes. When she heard Zhao Song's voice, she felt like she had found her backbone.

"Zhao Song, I-ah! Why did you hit me!?"

The crisp slap stunned Li Chunlan, and she stared at Zhao Song in disbelief.

"You stinky bitch, you're cheating on me. Zhao Jun is not my son, right? I'm going to beat you to death..." Zhao Song turned around to look for a broom, but was tripped by a chair and fell to the ground in a daze. He stood up shakily and reached for the broom behind the door.

"Tell me, who is the adulterer? When did you get involved with him?" Zhao Song hit Li Chunlan with a stick, making her scream and tears streaming down her face.

"Zhao Song, you are not a man at all. I gave birth to two sons for you, but you don't trust me at all!" Li Chunlan took advantage of Zhao Song's drunkenness, pushed him to the ground, sat on him and slapped him.

Zhao Song is a man after all, and he gets really crazy when he's drunk. Suddenly, their positions reversed, and it was Zhao Song's turn to beat her by pulling her hair.

"Get out of the way! You stinky bitch, we haven't settled the score yet. Is that little bastard Zhao Ji not my son too?!"

"Ahhhh!! I'm going to kill you! I'm going to fight you!" Li Chunlan grabbed the bench on the ground and smashed it on the man's head with all her strength. After a few hard hits, the man fell to the side.

Li Chunlan pushed him away, stared at the blood on the man's head in disbelief, and used her trembling hand to test the man's breath.

She pulled her hand back abruptly, and the stool in her other hand fell automatically.

Dead, dead?

No, not her...

It wasn't her who killed him, it was Zhao Song. Yes, he fell down because he was drunk.

Li Chunlan bit her finger and ran back to her room and closed the door. Zhao Ji in the room had already been woken up and started crying at the top of his lungs.

She sat by the window, looking at the child whose face was red from crying, and she was in no mood to pay attention to him.

She forced herself to calm down.

Yes, she still has a son, the son of the richest man. He will definitely thank her for helping him stay in the Rong family, and he will definitely help himself.

She was going to find her son at Delin College. He would definitely not ignore her.

Li Chunlan went to the mirror to tidy up her clothes and hair, then rushed out the door.

Recalling what had just happened, Li Chunlan didn't expect that Rongqi didn't believe him at all, let alone help him.

As expected, rich people are a bunch of ungrateful people.

Li Chunlan was filled with rage and tightly grasped the fruit knife she brought from home. If you don't save me, then you all will die! !

Even though she was pinned to the ground and handcuffed, Li Chunlan still stared in that direction with her eyeballs bulging out, like a female ghost emerging from water.

Rong Qi's heart was on Ling Si. He held his injured hand and said, "Let's go to the infirmary."

Before Ling Si was pulled away, he pulled Zhao Jun who was standing still, and said, "I can dodge."

Zhao Jun pulled the corner of his mouth and forced a smile, and blood was dripping from his hanging arm.

There is no one more stupid than myself. Since Ling Si can be Rong Qi's bodyguard, he must be capable.

But at that time I really couldn't help it, and it rushed over as if I was under a spell.

Ling Si pulled him and he moved, and then he stood there like a wooden stake.

Rong Qi saw that Zhao Jun's expression had eased a little, and decided to be nice to him because he had blocked the damage.

"What are you doing standing here? Are you pretending to be a vegetable?" Rong Qi's tone was still aggressive, "Let's go to the infirmary together!"

Only then did Zhao Jun move and follow the two of them.

Rong Qi couldn't figure out what was going on, he only knew that Ling Si was injured after blocking the knife, "Can't you just get out of the way? Your only mission is to protect me."

The doctor was helping Ling Si with disinfection and bandage. When he heard the boy's words, he directly retorted: "She is coming towards you."

Human relationships are really complicated. There are those who praise maternal love, and there are those like Li Chunlan who claim to be grateful and repay the favor. Ling Si doesn't understand, at least not now.

Human nature is selfish - "A Study of Human Habits"

So Li Chunlan was actually doing this for her own benefit. It had nothing to do with her role as a mother, but only with her own character.

This is the only explanation Ling Si can give for now.

Rong Qi was left speechless by what he said, and leaned against the window with his hands folded, with a sour face. Ling Si was there to protect him, so why was he worried?

Zhao Jun's wound was deeper than Ling Si's, and he needed more than ten stitches. The doctor also prescribed medicine for both of them to go back and change on time.

"What do you want in return? How much does it cost?" Rong Qi didn't want Ling Si to have any entanglement with him, so he planned to give him the money directly.

"No, I can't help." He was stabbed.

Rong Qi stopped his hand as he was about to transfer the money, "What do you mean? So noble?"

Zhao Jun looked at the blond boy deeply. He knew what Rong An was worried about, so he did not take him home directly, but gave him a villa directly.

This was exactly what he wanted. He didn't need any extra emotions and even felt embarrassed about Rong An's guilt.

When he was fifteen or younger, he might have fantasized about having a family to love him, but nineteen-year-old Zhao Jun no longer needed that.

His sense of security comes from money, endless amounts of money.

For the first time, Ling Si felt that Rong Qi was a little stupid. Maybe Zhao Jun had more money than him.

"Don't worry about it. Forget it if he doesn't want it." Just don't ask him for medical expenses.

Rong Qi put it behind his mind and pushed Ling Si's back, "Let's go home. There are no classes tonight. You suffered in vain. I should have not let you come."

As soon as he walked out of the school gate, Ling Si's cell phone rang. It was Ji Xuanlan.

When the call was connected, a man's unsteady voice came from the other end, "Are you okay?"

"What?" Ling Si realized belatedly that the man was talking about his injury, and had a bad feeling in his heart, "It's okay, how did you know?"

"I saw the trending search online," the voice on the other end of the phone was a little distorted, as if expressing relief after surviving a disaster, "I'm glad you're okay."

It has been posted online, so Rong An must have known about it.

"Is it convenient for me to come and see you?" Ji Xuanlan's heart stopped when he saw the video. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the boy only had a wound on his hand. Only then did he realize that he had forgotten to breathe.

"I'm fine, but it's not convenient for the time being." He might have to deal with a series of complicated things in the Rong family.

Ji Xuanlan stopped the assistant's action, his eyes darkened, "Then I will come to see you in a few days."

"Boss Ji, you're not driving anymore, right?"

Ji Xuanlan looked tired. He flipped the back of his phone upwards, waved to his assistant, and supported his forehead with his other hand. "It's okay. You can go out."

"Okay, Mr. Ji."