Jiang Shuqin's gaze swept over the reporters.
That's right.
These reporters were the ones she had invited.
She wanted to stir up trouble, to make sure everyone knew that the chairman of Tianmu Group was nothing but an ungrateful wretch who had no regard for his own parents.
And hadn’t Lin Xuan spent money or sent people to cover up the fact that he had beaten up Li'er?
Well, she was determined to drag this matter into the spotlight, to force the authorities to arrest Lin Xuan and throw him in jail—to give Li'er the justice he deserved.
It was the weekend, and a large shopping mall stood nearby.
Plenty of people were passing by.
Jiang Shuqin sat on the ground, slapped her thigh, and began wailing, "How could I have given birth to such a heartless son? The moment he found himself a wealthy sugar mama, he abandoned his own parents and sister!"
Hmm? Some drama to watch?
Passersby quickly gathered around.
Tears streamed down Jiang Shuqin’s face, her grief appearing utterly genuine.
"He founded Tianmu Group, venturing into the entertainment and gaming industries—exactly the core businesses of our Starlight Group. He’s trying to ruin our company!"
"And that’s not all! He even beat up his own father and younger brother like this—look!"
Jiang Shuqin handed out printed photos to the reporters and onlookers.
"See this? This is my husband and my son—covered in injuries, their fingernails and toenails all ripped out!"
Everyone who saw the photos shuddered involuntarily.
There was no denying it—the beating had been brutal.
Was it really her son who had done this?
What kind of deep-seated hatred could drive someone to inflict such cruelty?
Could it be fake?
Suspicion flickered in the crowd’s minds.
But Jiang Shuqin’s expression didn’t seem fabricated. Besides, she was Lin Xuan’s birth mother—would she really slander her own flesh and blood?
Whispers broke out among the bystanders.
"Damn, that’s one vicious beating."
"If Lin Xuan really did this, he must despise his father and brother. I wonder what could’ve made him hate them so much. Maybe the family did something unforgivable to him?"
"Wait, didn’t Starlight Group hold a press conference cutting ties with Lin Xuan? There must be more to this story."
Many began speculating that Lin Xuan had suffered abuse at the hands of the Lin family.
Hearing their murmurs, Jiang Shuqin slapped her thigh again and wailed, "How could we have abused him? It’s just that we lost him when he was little—he grew up in an orphanage! After he returned to the Lin family, for nine years, he lied constantly, stole from the house, and—"
"He was jealous of how much we doted on Li'er! He framed Li'er for all the bad things he did himself, trying to turn us against him and drive him out of the family!"
"When that didn’t work, he even tried to kill Li'er! He knew Li'er couldn’t swim, yet he pushed him into the pool, trying to drown him!"
"And Qin—"
At that moment, Jiang Shuqin abruptly cut herself off.
No.
She couldn’t mention Lin Xuan’s marriage to Qin Ruoyao. Otherwise, Lin Xuan would surely twist the story, claiming that Li'er had an affair with Qin Ruoyao—that was why he had walked out on his own wedding.
Jiang Shuqin continued her tearful tirade.
"Maybe Lin Xuan’s personality was shaped by his time outside. No matter how hard we tried to correct him, it didn’t work. We had no choice but to let him live outside for a while to reflect—but who knew he’d cut ties with us completely?"
"And now he’s beaten his own father and brother like this! How could I have given birth to such a monster?"
Her cries grew louder.
One reporter couldn’t resist asking, "Ms. Jiang, if Lin Xuan assaulted them, was he arrested? Or… could it be that you couldn’t bear to send your own son to prison?"
Jiang Shuqin wiped her tears and answered, "The police investigated him, but they said there wasn’t enough evidence to prove he did it. How is that possible? He must’ve used his connections or bribed someone!"
Click.
Click.
The reporters snapped photo after photo of her.
Today’s events were explosive—a rising business star, a wealthy family’s dirty laundry, and allegations of bribery to evade justice.
The public would eat this up.
This was going to blow up!
Jiang Shuqin dabbed at her eyes, feigning reluctance. "I never wanted to expose him like this. But after he left the Lin family, he cut off all contact. We don’t even know his address or phone number. I had to resort to this—to stop him before he spirals further."
"I’m his mother. I carried him for ten months."
As she spoke, a wave of bitterness rose in her heart.
After all the pain she endured bringing Lin Xuan into this world, was this how he repaid her?
Lin Xuan didn’t even see her as his mother!
"Everything I’ve done is for his own good. If he dares to treat his father and brother like this now, what’s next? If he crosses the wrong people someday, no amount of money will save him!"
"That’s why I’m begging the police to reopen the investigation into Lin Xuan’s assault case. He needs to learn his lesson now—before it’s too late."
Her mix of anger and concern painted the perfect picture of a devoted mother.
Many in the crowd were moved by her "unwavering love."
"Dealing with a son like that… it can’t be easy."
"If Lin Xuan were my son, I’d be furious—I wouldn’t even want anything to do with him. The Lin family must still feel guilty about losing him, so they’re trying to save him."
"With a character like Lin Xuan’s, the more power he gets, the worse it is for society. The police need to teach him a lesson!"
"Hey, @YunduPolice—you’re not going to let him off the hook, are you?"
The incident quickly spread online, sparking outrage.
[What the hell? This is lawless!]
[He treats the police station like his own home? Beats people up and walks out scot-free? What kind of joke is this? @YunduPolice, explain yourselves!]
Lin Li’s fans had always despised Lin Xuan.
After Lin Xuan returned to the Lin family, Lin Li was no longer the sole young master.
Not only that, but Lin Xuan had exposed Lin Li’s affair with Qin Ruoyao, tarnishing his reputation.
And then Lin Xuan stole Lin Li’s first-place title in the National College Computer Competition.
For months, Lin Li’s fans had been bullied by Lin Xuan’s supporters. Now, with this golden opportunity, they weren’t holding back.
[All this time, they’ve been trashing Lin Li—but look at Lin Xuan! A complete hypocrite. If he can do this to his own father, what won’t he do?]
[Let’s boycott all Tianmu Entertainment’s artists, movies, and TV shows! And didn’t they say they’re developing a game? Boycott that too!]
"Right, Starlight Group's sci-fi blockbuster, 'Void,' is about to hit theaters, while Skyline Films' movie is 'Wolf Warrior.' Everyone, pay attention—go watch 'Void,' not 'Wolf Warrior.'"
Lei Hui was the first to see these posts.
He immediately contacted Lin Xuan, wanting to inform him about the situation.
"Why isn't he answering?" Lei Hui frowned.
He made countless calls, but the boss's phone remained switched off.
The secretary asked, "General Manager, are you worried about the boss?"

grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"