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For the first time in his life, Father Lin's hand holding a gun was shaking.

He couldn't help but think that his daughter was so... well, she was actually quite courageous... She must have been very... maybe not that scared at the time...

But no matter what, he just couldn't watch his daughter being bullied by others!

"Binghui, Binghui, calm down..."

Zhang Jianjun felt his throat was dry and licked his lips again.

Although he has served as a soldier, he is a communications soldier. Compared with a tough guy like Father Lin who came down from the battlefield, his momentum is more than 10% weaker.

Father Lin glanced at Zhang Ma and the quail-like Zhang Tian who wanted to step forward but did not dare to move, and the sneer at the corner of his mouth became more intense.

"Lin Binghui!"

The door was knocked open again, and Father Su arrived at the right time, a step late.

He pounced on Father Lin from behind and pressed his arm down: "Be careful, He He still has a fever. How do you look like you are working so hard with others? Zi Rui is not at home, you should go home and take care of He He first. !”

Father Lin's hand trembled twice, but he stopped struggling.

Zhang Jianjun looked at Su's father falling from the sky and felt that he had escaped from the gate of hell.

He ignored the cold sweat and asked earnestly: "Is He He sick? How is she? Has she been sent to the hospital?"

"Oh!"

Father Lin punched Zhang Jianjun on the bridge of the nose, pointed at the colorless Zhang Tian on the hospital bed and said, "If my daughter does anything wrong, I will kill him with my own hands."

After saying these words, Father Lin turned around and left.

Father Su glanced at Zhang Jianjun, who was bleeding from the nose, and shook his head: "Why do you think you provoked her?"

"Hey, Lao Su..."

Zhang Jianjun didn't care about his injuries, grabbed Su's father's hand and asked, "How is He He?"

Dad Su looked at him with cold eyes, shook off his hand and said, "Nian He's body has been weak since she was a child. Can she withstand your son's constant scolding and beating?"

After saying this, he looked at Zhang Tian, ​​who looked like a rice dumpling, and said, "Boy, your life is very good."

Zhang Tian shrank his neck unconsciously and asked subconsciously: "W-what do you mean?"

He has been beaten like this, how can he still be saved?
What a bad life!
"Ah."

Father Su smiled coldly, turned around and left without answering his questions.

The door to the ward was slammed loudly.

Zhang's mother came to her senses at this moment and quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe Zhang Jianjun's nosebleed.

"What do you call these people...a bunch of reckless people, rude!" She frowned and cursed softly.

Zhang Jianjun pushed her hand away impatiently and rubbed his hair irritably.

When he caught a glimpse of his quail-like son, he felt furious. He rushed up to him and slapped him with his hand.

"Snapped!"

After so many years of living, Zhang Tian was beaten by his father for the first time.

He looked at his father in astonishment, with disbelief in his eyes: "Dad! Why did you hit me!"

Zhang's mother felt extremely distressed when she saw her son getting more injured. She rushed forward and held Zhang Tian in her arms: "If you want to hit me, just hit me! Why are you beating my son when he is injured like this!" "

"you you……"

Seeing that his wife still couldn't figure out the situation, Zhang Jianjun was so angry that his hands were shaking.

"Just get used to him!"

Zhang Jianjun was so angry that he couldn't say anything harsh.

Zhang's mother was so distressed that she burst into tears, rubbed her son's face and glared back: "If you have the guts, go beat up Lin Binghui! What kind of hero is he who bullies my son?"

Zhang Jianjun laughed angrily: "Do you have any brains? It was Lin Nianhe your son touched! Who is she? Did you scare her just like you said?"

Zhang Ma frowned and yelled back: "Isn't she Lin Binghui's daughter? If she gets sick, my son will be buried with her? She deserves it too!"

"If she was just Lin Binghui's daughter, it would be easy!"

"The daughter-in-law of the Su family is amazing? The compound belongs to both of them? There is no need to fight now, what can they do to be awesome?"

Since Zhang Tian was born, all of Zhang's mother's thoughts have been on this son. It is not an exaggeration to say that she is deaf to what is going on outside the window.

When she heard her husband say this, all she could think of was the in-law relationship between the Lin family and the Su family. "You are so stupid!"

For the first time, Zhang Jianjun felt that his wife was so stupid.

Lin Nianhe's company pays huge taxes while donating schools to impoverished mountainous areas. She has built a brand that has received international acclaim, and she herself is inextricably linked to the Shen family in Hong Kong.

For such a person, her contribution and significance no longer need others to protect her.

Zhang Jianjun was too lazy to explain Lin Nianhe's value to her. He frowned and paced back and forth, thinking about how to resolve this matter.

Zhang's mother felt her husband's irritability. She wiped her tears and said naturally: "Didn't Tian'er just point a gun at her? My son was also beaten. At most, if we give in to her, it would be even." "

Zhang Jianjun: "...?"

let?
Even?

Then people must be willing to reconcile with you!

Zhang Jianjun wiped his face with worry and walked out.

"What are you going to do?"

"Look for the old man!"

At this point, Zhang Jianjun couldn't think of a better way. He could only go home and ask the old man to make the decision.

……

Lin.

Dad Su glared at Dad Lin: "Are you really... I'm a step too late, are you planning to kill Zhang Jianjun?"

"That's not possible," Father Lin said calmly, "I still have to give Mr. Zhang face."

Father Su looked at him sideways, as if to say: Just forget it! What do you think I still don't know?
Su Yuncheng came down from upstairs and said, "Nianhe is asleep."

"Well, is she okay?" Dad Su asked.

Su Yuncheng shook his head: "It's okay."

Three men were sitting in the living room, all looking at their phones.

After a while, the phone rang.

The corners of Dad Lin's mouth raised slightly and he answered the phone.

"Hello, I am Lin Binghui."

"Binghui, how about Nianhe?"

The person on the other end of the phone spoke calmly and with deep concern.

"It's okay, it's nothing serious."

"Hmm... I didn't notice before that some juniors went too far."

"Indeed, when I look at it every day, I don't think it's dark under the lamp."

"Then let's check carefully. Gong is merit and fault is fault. They should not be confused."

"I understand, don't worry, leader."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Dad Lin dusted off his pants, and the smile on his lips was particularly strong.

"Yuncheng, you have been with Hehe recently." Father Lin stood up and straightened his clothes.

"it is good."

Lin Nianhe, who was sleeping, did not know at this moment that because she acted bravely for justice this time, the juniors in the compound were scrutinized from beginning to end.

In the Zhang family, Mr. Zhang closed his eyes after listening to his son explain the whole process.

Zhang Jianjun rubbed his hands and asked: "Dad, regarding Xiaotian... you have to give me an idea."

Mr. Zhang closed his eyes and said nothing.

"Dad, after all, Xiaotian is also your grandson. Although he is a bit of a jerk in this matter, but..."

"Is this a bit of an asshole?"

Mr. Zhang suddenly opened his eyes, his sharp eyes making Zhang Jianjun tremble with fear. (End of chapter)