Jiang Shuqin had no mind to deal with Lin Qingwan at the moment. "Whatever it is, we'll talk about it later. Right now, your brother is the priority. Everyone needs to comfort him properly."
"Mom, this post online is related to Xiao Li," Lin Qingwan said.
The moment Lin Qingwan saw Lin Li, her mind flooded with images of him entangled with other men.
A wave of nausea instantly overwhelmed her.
She quickly averted her gaze from Lin Li.
Lin Qingyan and Lin Qingxiu, the two sisters, also couldn't bring themselves to look at Lin Li.
Posts related to him…
Lin Li finally realized what was happening.
Back in the hotel room, when those two men—drugged with some kind of stimulant—had assaulted him, he had seen countless reporters taking photos and recording videos.
When he tried to leave, they bombarded him with intrusive questions.
Posts related to him…
He knew—it had to be about what happened in that hotel.
"Let me see."
Lin Li snatched Lin Qingwan's phone and stared at the screen.
"Just as I thought. It's all about me and those two men."
"And every single comment is calling me disgusting!"
Before, he had been an active presence online, with countless fans and even a fan club. He had been the idol in everyone's hearts.
But after Lin Xuan's repeated schemes and traps, he had gone from being the dream guy to a public disgrace, someone people wanted to chase out with sticks…
He couldn’t accept this!
Lin Li's hands trembled as he gripped the phone.
"Dad, Mom, Eldest Sister, Second Sister, Third Sister," Lin Li said, his eyes red as he looked at the five members of the Lin family.
"I don’t like men. I was framed!"
"Please, you have to believe me!"
Lin Li clenched his teeth, his face twisted in humiliation.
Every time he closed his eyes, the revolting images of those two overweight men on top of him resurfaced.
Hearing his words, Jiang Shuqin took the phone and read the contents herself…
Her eyes widened in shock as she looked up at Lin Li.
No wonder Li'er had suffered anal tearing and bleeding… It was because of those two men.
"Mom," Lin Li grabbed Jiang Shuqin's hand, tears streaming down his face. "Do you not believe me either?"
"I believe you," Jiang Shuqin said quickly. "Li'er, I know your character. You’re not that kind of person."
"Tell me, what really happened?"
Li'er must have been set up.
She would find whoever did this to him and make sure they paid dearly!
"Mom, I’ve already graduated. I’ve been sending out resumes, but because of the Jiang family situation, no one would hire me. So I thought I’d work as a hotel waiter for a while, to experience life and earn some money."
Jiang Shuqin frowned. "Li'er, our family has more than enough money. You don’t need to work for us. Just stay home and enjoy your life."
Lin Qingwan asked with a frown, "Xiao Li, what happened next?"
Lin Li replied, "The private room I was assigned to was hosting Wang Dahe’s birthday party—Lin Xuan’s close friend. Lin Xuan was there too."
Jiang Shuqin’s eyes widened.
"Lin Xuan! He’s the one who did this to you?"
Lin Li pressed his lips together before continuing, "I poured Lin Xuan a drink. Later, he passed out, so I took him to a hotel room to rest. Then someone knocked me out. When I woke up, those two men were on top of me."
"Dad, Mom, Eldest Sister, Second Sister, Third Sister… They were too strong. I couldn’t fight back."
SLAM!
Jiang Shuqin slammed her palm on the table and shot up from her chair.
"It’s Lin Xuan again! Every time Li'er gets hurt, it’s because of him!"
"That Lin Xuan really is a walking curse. He won’t let our family live in peace."
They never should have taken him in from the orphanage.
No—she should have killed him the moment he was born.
Then Li'er wouldn’t have suffered so much.
And the Lin family wouldn’t have gone bankrupt! Because of the company’s collapse, she didn’t have as much money to spend, and now all those high-society ladies looked down on her.
Lin Qingwan frowned. "Mom, could there be some misunderstanding?"
"Lin Qingwan, are you defending Lin Xuan again?"
Jiang Shuqin reacted furiously, glaring at her. "Are you saying Li'er did this to himself just to frame Lin Xuan?"
Lin Qingwan pressed her lips together.
Her mother’s theory was nearly impossible… After all, what Li'er went through was truly horrific.
Li'er wouldn’t be stupid enough to use such a self-destructive method to smear Lin Xuan…
"Or are you suggesting that Li'er planned to set Lin Xuan up with those two men, but Lin Xuan turned the tables on him?"
Lin Li’s fists clenched instantly.
Lin Qingwan hesitated.
That last possibility had indeed crossed her mind, but… Li'er wasn’t that kind of person.
"Mom, that’s not what I meant," Lin Qingwan said.
"That’s exactly what you meant!"
Jiang Shuqin snapped. "Lin Qingwan, remember this—Lin Xuan has cut ties with our family. He ruined our company. He is no longer a part of the Lin household."
"Li'er is your brother—your only brother! If you can’t understand that, then get out of this house! I, Jiang Shuqin, don’t have a daughter who betrays her own family!"
Lin Qingwan lowered her head and whispered, "Mom, I understand."
Jiang Shuqin finally looked away from her.
"This time, we can’t let Lin Xuan get away with hurting Li'er."
She turned back to Lin Li. "Li'er, are you sure it was Lin Xuan?"
Lin Li shook his head. "Mom, I can’t think of anyone else who would do this."
Jiang Shuqin nodded. "You’re right. Only Lin Xuan would hate you this much."
Only Lin Xuan could be so cruel as to come up with such a method to destroy Li'er.
"We have to report this to the police!" Jiang Shuqin said through gritted teeth.
Lin Chang also nodded. "Call the police."
Before, he had hoped Lin Xuan would return to the Lin family and inherit Starlight Group.
But after Lin Xuan repeatedly targeted them, he finally understood—Lin Xuan would never come back.
In fact, Lin Xuan saw the Lin family as his sworn enemies.
Now that Starlight Group had collapsed, Lin Xuan’s goal wasn’t just this—he wanted to ruin them completely.
In that case, they had to strike first and teach Lin Xuan a lesson.
And this incident with Li'er was the perfect opportunity.
Yanxi reminds you: Due to Tomato’s request for over three million daily updates, server pressure has become excessive. We now recommend using other sources provided by fellow creators.
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?"
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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.”
