Don't attack girls inappropriately!

[Zhang Li: You have only come to play for a few days and then you said back? 】

【Yu Ran: Something unexpected happened】

[Zhang Li: Oh, okay, pay attention to safety on the road, I can only give you two verbally if I don’t make it in time]

[Yu Ran: OK, let's stop talking]

After finishing the chat, Yu Ran put away his mobile phone, and turned his gaze to Li Wenmu, who was sitting by the side and had been silent since hearing the news.

The two of them bought the fastest flight back to the city and are now waiting to board the plane.

Li Wenmu's cell phone rang suddenly.

He shook his eyes, took the phone and looked at the caller ID, it was Li Wenxin.

I called him several times just now but no one answered.

Li Wenmu straightened his mouth and pressed the green answer button.

"Listen, Pang Fan." A female voice that was too familiar came from the phone, "What's the matter?"

Li Wenmu frowned slightly, and opened the window directly to speak bluntly: "Wen Xin is with you?"

"Yes. Do you want to talk to him?" Pang Lizhun coughed lightly on the other end of the phone, and laughed hoarsely: "Unfortunately, because he is disobedient, I have shut him up in the room to reflect."

"..." Li Wenmu's breathing became heavier.

Pang Lizhun sneered, hung up the phone without saying anything.

Yu Ran didn't know what was said on the other end of the phone, but Li Wenmu's face became more and more ugly, guessing it was not good news.

"We'll go back right away." Yu Ran pinched the tips of Li Wenmu's ears with his hands to soothe his emotions, "We can settle this matter properly when we go back."

Damn, my own mother can also make such a mess.

The ring can only be delivered at another time.

It was just dawn, and the plane shuttled through the clouds for nearly two hours, and the passengers arrived at the destination.

Li Wenmu decided to go back by himself, but Yu Ran didn't stop him. After all, he couldn't help much if he went, but he just kissed the center of his forehead before leaving, and said: "Be careful."

"Ah."

For the first time, Li Wenmu was so preoccupied that he turned and left without smiling and showing love to him.

Yu Ran: "..."

Although Li Wenmu hasn't been back for more than a year, he often walked that road when he was a child, and he will never forget it.

Mother……

Li Wenmu stopped at the red light on the street, and recalled some scenes from a long time ago.

The red light turns green, and the stalled vehicles begin to move forward.

When Li Wenmu arrived, it was only like eight o'clock in the morning. After parking the car, he knew the password of the gate, and opened the door directly to enter.

Aunt Wang was cooking soup in the kitchen, when she heard movement at the door, she stuck her head out to look, and was surprised and happy to see the person coming, "Fan Ting, you're finally back—"

As soon as the happy words came to her lips, Aunt Wang's face froze, she looked around and said in a low voice, "Yesterday, Fanyan was yelling to leave, but now she is still locked in the room without a bite of food."

"..." Li Wenmu had a kind and soft smile on his face from the moment he entered the door. He just smiled when he heard what Aunt Wang said, and replied: "I see, thank you Aunt Wang. Is mother still resting in the room?"

"Yes." Aunt Wang nodded.

Li Wenmu turned and went upstairs, instead of going directly to Pang Lizhun's room, he came to the door of Li Wenxin's room.

He put his hand on the doorknob and pulled it, making sure it was locked.

"The son is still in prison?" Li Wenmu smiled, but his eyes turned cold. He pulled the door lock hard with his muscles, and then the door made a sound but it didn't work at all.

"Ah, I'm really upset."

Li Wenmu tried to pull it hard again, twice or three times if it didn't work once.

The movement of the door lock woke up Li Wenxin who was already in a light sleep.

"Brother——" Hearing the familiar voice, Li Wenxin sat up from the bed suddenly, his dark eyes suddenly lit up, he ran to the door, patted the door with trembling hands, and shouted: "Brother!"

"Why are you here, brother—" Li Wenxin choked up, her red eyes filled with tears again, leaning her head on the mahogany door, she said in a trembling voice: "Brother, I'm sorry."

Blame me.

If I had been stronger, you would not have suffered so much because of me when you were young.

I won't be here now--

I'm sorry bro.

I am sorry.

"What's the noise!" A domineering voice broke in suddenly, and Pang Lizhun came out of his room wearing a thin blanket.

Hearing the sound, Li Wenmu stopped what he was doing, hid the impatient look in his eyes, turned to look at his mother, nodded and smiled slightly: "Mom, good morning."

"Snapped!"

A clear red five-fingerprint appeared on the side of Li Wenmu's face.

"It's been a long time outside, have you forgotten not to make loud noises in the morning?!" Pang Lizhun said angrily.

Li Wenmu turned back the face that was slapped, and replied with lowered eyes: "I haven't forgotten."

"Lie!" Pang Lizhun raised his hand.

Li Wenmu reached out to stop him halfway, clenched his hands tightly, and still smiled without threat, "Mom, getting angry in the morning is not good for your health."

"Let go." Pang Lizhun looked at each other with sharp eyes similar to Li Wenmu's: "Don't make me say it a second time."

Li Wenmu firmly grasped Pang Lizhun's wrist, and heard Li Wenxin crying and calling his name behind him, his eyes flickered, and finally his five fingers slowly let go of the shackles.

Another loud slap was given to Li Wenmu in an instant.

"..."

Li Wenmu raised his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth lightly. No impatience could be seen on his smiling face, "Did Mom relieve her anger?"

"No."

"Then you fight until you are relieved and you are willing to let me take Li Wenxin away."

Pang Lizhun said coldly: "There is no Li Wenxin here, only Pang Fanyan."

Li Wenmu smiled, and was also willing to stab his mother's heart wound: "You and father divorced a long time ago, and Pang Fanyan is already dead."

"Also, so does Pang Fanting."

"shut up!"

These words were like a dagger with a sharp blade, piercing straight into Pang Lizhun's heart that could not heal from the scars at all. Her eyes were red, and she slapped Li Wenmu again hysterically.

"It's fine if everyone else abandons me! Why! Why don't you even want me!! I'm the one who brought you up! I gave you life, and you are my pride!"

"Don't hit my brother!" Li Wenxin listened to the conversation outside the door, and impatiently pulled the doorknob with his hands frantically, while hoarse and crying: "Don't hurt my brother! You bad woman!! Don't hit my brother!"

What about Yu Ran, Yu Ran is the one who can protect my brother the most, why is he not here now, why, why is he not here——

"Please, don't hurt my brother again—"

"I'm your pride?" Li Wenmu murmured, then grinned sadly, the eyes at the moment when he raised his eyes coincided with Pang Lizhun's, and repeated: "I'm your pride?"

Li Wenmu walked towards Pang Lizhun step by step, but Pang Lizhun didn't move, just watched him walk in.

The two mothers and sons are hostile, neither will give way.

"But what should I do." Li Wenmu tilted his head and smiled. If it weren't for the five fingerprints on his face, he would really look like a child who grew up in a honeypot. He looked directly into Pang Lizhun's eyes and said softly: "Your Pride is dead."

It's already dead, why dig it out.

"Thanks to you, I knew that I was your weakness a few years ago. If you don't let me take Li Wenxin away today, how will I, who is proud of you, treat myself?"

"Mom, I didn't threaten you." Li Wenmu held the doorknob, "Can I trouble you to open it? I think we are Wenxin."

"..." Pang Lizhun waved his hand, and the bodyguard who had been waiting by the side immediately stepped forward to unlock the door.

"Brother!" Li Wenxin rushed out when the door was only a crack open, and hugged Li Wenmu tightly with open arms, wishing she could just hang on him like this.

"Wen Xin is not afraid, my brother is here." Li Wenmu let others hang on his body, patted his brother on the back, and coaxed softly.

"Mom, let me go. Have a nice day."

Li Wenmu nodded politely and said goodbye, then turned around with Li Wenxin and left without nostalgia.

"It's better when I was a child..." Pang Lizhun clenched his hands tightly, his nails were deeply embedded in his flesh, and he said to himself: "The child who was so cute when he was young, and would only obediently say wrong things, now dares to threaten me..."

"No, no." Pang Lizhun shook his head, his eyes became crazy, "I'm running out of time, and I'm almost finishing my best work."

"Ma'am..." Aunt Wang saw that Pang Lizhun's expression was wrong, and said worriedly.

"Shut up and don't disturb me!" Pang Lizhun yelled back immediately, but then coughed violently, spitting out a large pool of scarlet blood from his mouth.

The blood severely stimulated her nerves, and Pang Lizhun couldn't care less, "Go, destroy, destroy—"

The bodyguard asked calmly, "What are you destroying, ma'am?"

Pang Lizhun's gaze was like a torch, and he paused every word: "Pang Fanyan."

Give Pang Fan a painful lesson, and he will be obedient.

Li Wenxin was taken back to the car, and Li Wenmu drove the car a long way from Pang's house before stopping to check the burns on Li Wenxin's hands.

"Have you applied the medicine?"

Li Wenmu frowned, but his eyes gradually turned red.

Li Wenxin hurriedly wiped Li Wenmu's tears with her hands, and comforted him: "Brother doesn't hurt, and there won't be scars."

The large scar on the back of his waist has been with him until now, and it doesn't hurt anymore.

"Well——" Li Wenmu buried his face in Li Wenxin's palm, tears fell hot on his palm, and his voice trembled: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry Wen Xin, it's my brother who didn't protect you well——"

"Brother, don't say that..."

Seeing his brother crying, Li Wenxin couldn't hold back her nose, tears flowed down both sides of her cheeks: "In this world, I like my brother the most..."

If he hadn't come back on his own initiative, my brother wouldn't have been slapped three times by his mother.

He has always been his elder brother's drag, a burden to him.

But my brother never once said that he would let go of his hand. What position and qualifications does he have to ask his brother to apologize to him.

The one who should be sorry the most is him.

The author has something to say: The one who should be sorry the most is Pang Lizhun.

No, it's me, I'm just a stepmother.

Brother Ran, come on!Someone slapped your baby in the face at the national level! ! !