CHAPTER 591: CHAPTER 591: FAMILY TOGETHER

"Ha, it hasn’t been long since we last met, and your courage has grown, huh? You even want to call the police on us. Fine, go ahead, call them. Let the police see what kind of person you really are. Not only do you steal money from the family, but you also want to send family members to the detention center." The stepmother laughed coldly, then raised her voice, her tone full of malice.

Although her words seemed directed at He Ziyun, they were actually meant for Xu Ke and Ariel to hear.

She refused to believe that someone with such bad character could deserve good friends. What a ridiculous notion! Since she’s having a hard time, she won’t allow He Ziyun to have it easy either.

We’re all family, and if we’re going down into the mud, then everyone should go to Hell together. Why should they be covered in mud while He Ziyun gets to live comfortably? It’s not fair! The stepmother thought coldly as she looked at He Ziyun.

He Ziyun didn’t bother to waste words with the stepmother and pulled out his phone from his pocket with the intention of calling the police.

The younger son saw that He Ziyun really intended to call the police and stepped forward, slapping the phone out of He Ziyun’s hand, sending it rolling into the grass.

"Why call the police? We still have unfinished business to discuss, and it’s not too late to call them after we’re done talking." The younger son smirked as he spoke to He Ziyun.

"You say you didn’t take that money, and that might fool Dad, but I don’t buy it at all. I know you hate me; you despise me. Actually, that’s not quite right. You don’t just hate me, you hate everyone in the He family. You think my mom stole what should have been your mom’s, that I took away all your dad’s attention, and that the He family will eventually be mine. You think Dad was unfaithful to your mother, so you hate us and want revenge." The younger son moved a step closer, closing the distance between them.

"But you have no connections or face in the company; no one would help you against the He family. At home, none of the servants listen to you. You can’t get back at my mom, dad, or me, so you’re repressed, and your hatred grows until it’s driving you mad. Finally, one day you figured out how to get back at us."

"You decided to use some external force to play a game of mutual destruction, targeting Nie Wei. Because Nie Wei is an only child, and his dad cherishes him like a jewel. If he suffers, his dad would definitely retaliate. Everything went according to your plan, didn’t it? You succeeded in pitting the He family against the Nie Family. Watching the He family being slowly destroyed must have made you happy, right? Because you believe the company and the He family belonged to your mom, and if you couldn’t have them, you’d rather destroy them, right?"

"But even at this point, you’re still not satisfied. You’re afraid my mom might have something up her sleeve, so you investigated her. When you found out she was transferring assets abroad, you hired someone to take that money. You want us to have nothing, and now we’ve ended up exactly as you planned, at this end. You must feel quite smug, don’t you?" the younger son asked.

"Is everything he’s saying true?" Father He fixed his piercing gaze on He Ziyun once again. Although the sentence was phrased as a question, his scrutinizing eyes had already revealed his thoughts completely.

"Haven’t you already judged me guilty in your heart, so why pretend to question me?" He Ziyun tilted his head as he looked at Father He, mimicking Ariel’s gesture. Ariel’s version of the gesture was innocent and cute, but He Ziyun’s was full of irony.

"So it was you after all," the younger son didn’t wait for Father He to speak again and hastily assigned guilt in his mind. He excitedly grabbed He Ziyun by the collar and said angrily, "Why did you do this? Don’t you know in this situation your mom was the mistress? Dad knew my mom way before he met your mom. Dad and mom were truly in love. It’s your mom who shamelessly fell for my dad at first sight, clung to him like a leech knowing he already had my mom, sowed discord between them, and schemed to get pregnant with you, so Dad married your mom."

"It’s your mom who took away everything that should have belonged to my mom. The end she met was what she deserved, and it was her own doing. She’s shameless," the younger son’s voice grew louder with each sentence. He looked at He Ziyun’s increasingly furious face with satisfaction and continued, "She’s a whore, a whore who likes to cling on to others, a whore who can’t live without a man!"

"Bang!" He Ziyun finally lost his patience and punched the younger son in the face. Fueled by anger, He Ziyun didn’t hold back at all, knocking the younger son’s mouth out of alignment, making it impossible for him to utter another unpleasant word.

Blood flowed down the younger son’s mouth.

The stepmother first froze as she looked at her son’s crooked face and the red trickle of blood, then she reacted, screaming as she lunged at He Ziyun.

Though He Ziyun is an artist, it doesn’t mean he’s weak. On the contrary, because he frequently carries loads of gear for fieldwork, he’s actually stronger than the average guy. Adding on the recent fighting experience he’s gained, his agility has improved quite a bit.

As a result, He Ziyun easily dodged the stepmother’s clawing attack, though he couldn’t as easily avoid the verbal assaults.

The stepmother swiped her sharp nails at He Ziyun without success and even stumbled herself, which only fueled her anger further.

"You dare dodge me? You little beast, little bastard, just like your mom, you both deserve to die, why are you even alive, why?" The stepmother, her eyes bloodshot, lunged at He Ziyun again.

"Are you just going to stand there like a dead man? Your younger son is beaten like this by him, are you just going to watch your wife get hit too? Or are you waiting for him to beat me to death so you can marry someone else?" The stepmother shouted as she attacked He Ziyun.

Hearing this, how could Father He continue to stand by?

Father He rolled up his sleeves and charged in as well. Deep down, He Ziyun was a gentleman and generally wouldn’t hit women, but the stepmother’s words had infuriated him too much. When she charged at him with a reckless stance, He Ziyun retaliated.

How could a woman be a match for a man?

In just a few short seconds, the stepmother followed in her son’s footsteps, ending up on the ground with a crooked mouth. Now, only Father He and He Ziyun were left standing in the yard.

"Are you going to hit me too?" He Ziyun said, as if shadowed by a dark cloud.