The Scheming Billionaire's Heartfelt Devotion
Chapter 101: Even if it’s favoritism, it can’t be this biased
CHAPTER 101: CHAPTER 101: EVEN IF IT’S FAVORITISM, IT CAN’T BE THIS BIASED
Under the table, Han Xi’s small hand tightly gripped Lu Jinghan’s big hand, signaling him with her eyes not to lose his temper in this situation.
Although Lu Jingchen pretended to be clueless on the surface, inside he was scared to death: "Big brother, what did I do to provoke you?"
Beneath it all, Lu Jingchen was afraid of Lu Jinghan, yet he had a bit of a reckless streak.
Lu Jinghan’s dark, narrowed eyes were fierce like a Rakshasa from hell. Without a word, he stood up directly, walked over to Lu Jingchen, and swung his fist hard.
After a few punches, Lu Jingchen was beaten to the point of bleeding. He wanted to resist but couldn’t because he was no match for Lu Jinghan.
Lu Jinghan was once a special forces soldier in the army, a man who had licked blood off the blade, dealing with him was as easy as crushing a chick.
Ji Qing, seeing her son being beaten, started crying and making a scene: "This is outrageous, we were having a good meal, what right do you have to hit my son, stop it immediately."
Lu Jinghan completely ignored Ji Qing’s cries, continuing to punch Lu Jingchen in a fit of rage, each blow landing with force, making Lu Jingchen howl like a pig being slaughtered.
Since Old Master Lu was still present, Lu Qing An had been trying hard to hold back, his facial contours tight, veins bulging from his forehead, a surge of anger crashing around in his chest.
Ji Qing’s eyes were red; seeing her son beaten so brutally, her heart was in her throat: "Dad, if you don’t do something, Jingchen will be beaten to death. Even if you are biased, you can’t be this biased. Jingchen is your grandson too, can you say something, if this continues someone is going to die."
As wise as Old Sir Lu was, how could he not know why Lu Jinghan suddenly exploded, and he was somewhat aware of what Lu Jingchen had done to Han Xi before.
Old Sir Lu looked sharply at Ji Qing, but his voice was extremely calm: "Do you think Jingchen shouldn’t be beaten?"
"Dad, are you senile? Jingchen didn’t do anything, why should he be beaten for no reason? Does this family have no law, are you just going to watch Lu Jinghan beat my son to death?"
Ji Qing screamed sharply, her eyes red with anger.
Old Sir Lu slammed the table in rage: "Is this how you talk to your elders? Jingchen has been spoiled by you as his mother."
Ji Qing had lost all sense of reason, speaking recklessly: "Yes, in your eyes, there’s only your eldest grandson. What is our Jingchen to you? Now he’s almost been beaten to death by your eldest grandson, and you’re still saying cold words here."
Lu Qing An glanced at Old Sir Lu’s ashen face and shouted at Ji Qing: "Shut up, who allowed you to speak to Dad like that?"
Lu Jingchen, beaten, lay on the ground crying out for his parents: "Big brother, I was wrong, please stop. Mom, Dad, please save me."
"Thoughts that you shouldn’t have, you’d better cut them off, or else I’ll make sure you won’t even know how you die."
Lu Jinghan’s large hands tightly clamped around Lu Jingchen’s neck, his dark eyes deep and unfathomable.
Lu Jingchen’s veins emerged as he was choked, his face turning from red to ghostly pale.
Lu Jingwei anxiously reached out to pull Han Xi: "Sister-in-law, please persuade big brother, otherwise my brother really won’t survive."