I was just playing tricks, how come I became Bai Yueguang

Chapter 798: A filial son emerges from under the stick

Su Yun frowned, and as soon as her fingertips touched the wound, scarlet blood slid down her cheek.

"Are you...are you okay?"

Guan He's pupils shrank suddenly, and a rare look of panic flashed across his face. He subconsciously took a step forward and reached out to help her.

"Don't touch me!" Su Yun violently waved away Guan He's hand, her voice trembling slightly with pain and anger.

Her back hit the cold iron pillar, causing a sharp pain, but she didn't care. She could only support her body with her elbows and stood in front of Yu Sheng's bed again with difficulty but extremely quickly.

"How did you get in? What do you want to do?"

Yu Sheng was like a little beast that was determined to defend its territory to the death, his eyes full of vigilance and hostility.

Guan He looked at the hostility in Su Yun's eyes and frowned irritably, "I'm going to strangle her to death. Are you satisfied?"

Hearing this, Su Yun looked panicked. She immediately stood up to check on Yu Sheng. After confirming that she was safe, she breathed a sigh of relief and turned to glare at Guan He, "You'd better get out now, or don't blame me for being rude to you."

Guan He was irritated by her appearance and crossed his arms, "I'm not leaving, why are you so rude?"

Without saying anything, Su Yun took out her cell phone from her bag and said, "Hello, is this the police station? I want to call the police, someone is..."

Guan He's face changed. If the old man at home knew about this, his good life would be completely over. He took a step forward and tried to grab Su Yun's phone.

"Misunderstanding, listen to me..."

Su Yun didn't give him any chance at all. As they were arguing and pulling each other, there was a loud "bang" and the ward door was kicked open from the outside!

A tall and thin figure rushed in, filled with anger.

Su Zhuo's eyes flashed like lightning as he watched Guan He "pressing" on Su Yun. Su Yun's cheeks were covered in blood and he looked in a miserable state. His hands were tightly grasped by Guan He. Even if he had a good temper, he couldn't help but explode at this moment!

"Guan He! You're looking for death!"

Su Zhuo's eyes instantly turned red, and without giving Guan He any chance to explain, he pounced on him like a cheetah! He grabbed Guan He's collar and used the momentum to throw him against the wall!

Guan He was caught off guard and his back hit the wall heavily, making him groan.

"Fuck! Su Zhuo..."

Just as he was about to speak, Su Zhuo's fierce fist hit his abdomen with a sound of wind!

"Ugh!" Guan He bent over in pain, his stomach churning.

Su Zhuo showed no mercy, and immediately followed up with another hook punch that hit his jaw hard! Guan He was also angry at this moment, too lazy to explain, and turned around and started fighting with Su Zhuo directly.

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After half an hour.

“Hiss~~~Ha~~~~~Siha~!!”

Zhou Yanheng was so annoyed that he closed the hardcover edition of "The Prince" in his hand expressionlessly, tapped the gold-embossed lines on the spine with his fingertips, and turned to look at Guan He.

Guan He was in a very sorry state at this moment. His cheeks were red, swollen, and uneven. There was a Band-Aid on the broken skin at the corner of his mouth. He was cursing while applying an ice pack.

Zhou Yanheng's gaze lingered on his face for two seconds, his eyebrows remaining still. He spoke calmly, "Didn't you say you were going to see if Yu Sheng was dead? Why do you think of yourself like this?"

When Guan He heard this, he became furious. He didn't care about the pain on his face and wanted to curse Su Zhuo's ancestors for eighteen generations.

But when the words were on the tip of his tongue, the image of Su Yun, bleeding from his forehead, guarding Yu Sheng's bedside, flashed through his mind uncontrollably, and the evil fire in his heart inexplicably dissipated a little.

"...Fuck, forget it, it's just my bad luck today."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yanheng picked up the book "The Prince" again, slowly turned to the page he had just read and continued reading.

Seeing Zhou Yanheng's genuinely indifferent look, Guan He froze in his place, "Hey! I'm already in this state, you at least..."

Before he could finish—

"boom--!"

There was a louder bang than before, and the heavy wooden door was kicked open from the outside and slammed against the wall.

Guan Lou, brimming with rage, stepped into the room and sized up Guan He with a gloomy gaze. "You little bastard! What did I tell you yesterday? You ignored my words, didn't you? Do you think I'll beat you to death today?"

After saying that, he raised a steel rod that he got from somewhere and rushed towards Guan He.

"!" Guan He jumped up from his chair in shock, "Dad, calm down!?"

Qiao Jinjin followed Guan Lou all the way. Seeing that the situation was not good, he helped Guan He to cover up. "Uncle, if you have anything to say, please say it nicely. If you kill him, you will have no son."

"I don't want such a rubbish thing."

Guan Lou had a son in his old age. In the past, no matter how big a trouble Guan He got into, he could always get better by using this trick. But he didn't expect that it doesn't work now!

Seeing the steel bar as thick as a thumb falling on their heads, Qiao Jinjin and Guan He's eyelids twitched and they quickly jumped away.

"Dad! What are you doing? Can't you see I'm still hurt?"

Guan He was dissatisfied and shouted around Zhou Yanheng's bed.

There was no tenderness in Guan Lou's eyes at this moment, only murderous intent. He chased while panting, holding his weapon.

Qiao Jinjin was afraid of causing trouble, so he followed Guan Lou to dissuade him.

Only Zhou Yanheng was indifferent to the matter and focused on reading.

After circling around for more than ten times, Guan Lou, who was old, could no longer bear it. He leaned on the steel bar and was barely able to breathe. "You... come here, see... see if I... will beat you to death!"

Guan He stood far away and waved his hand, "I won't!"

"Uncle, drink some water."

Qiao Jinjin turned around and poured a cup of hot water for Guan Lou, and replaced the steel bar in his hand without leaving any trace.

Guan Lou took a long time to calm down before catching his breath. He pointed at Guan He and cursed, "You unfilial son! I asked you to go to the ward to show your kindness to Yu Sheng, but what did you do?! What did you do?"

Guan He was dissatisfied, "I didn't do anything!"

"How dare you lie! You didn't do anything! You didn't do anything and now the Su family is accusing you of murder?!"

Guan He was stunned for a moment, his anger rising. "Is Su Zhuo mentally ill? He beat me up like this and he's accusing me of murder. I might as well sue him!"

Seeing that the father and son were talking incoherently, Qiao Jinjin advised gently, "Uncle, there might be some misunderstanding. How about I go to the Su family and ask them first?"

Guan Lou shook his head in grief, pointing at Guan He with a trembling finger, "What other misunderstandings are there? Su Yun's head has been smashed by this idiot! Guan He, what kind of creature are you? Didn't you say you liked Miss Su? Now you've smashed her head. Are you still going to get married?"

"Love or not!" Guan He was also too excited and didn't hear a word.

Qiao Jinjin was stunned when he heard this and pulled Guan Lou to his side. "Uncle, who did you just say Ah He was going to marry?"

Guan Lou, "Don't mention it, he beat Su Yun like this, how could Su Miao still like him?"

Guan He reacted immediately, looking as if he had seen a ghost. "What the hell? Are you crazy, old man? Su Miao looks like an insane dwarf. How could I like her?!"

Qiao Jinjin smiled and silently handed the steel bar back. "Uncle, a filial son is born under the stick. Please."

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