The male partner is wearing it quickly, paranoid villain, why are you locking me up?

"Stop fighting, stop fighting, ah!" Lu Mu huddled herself in the corner, her arms and thighs covered with dense wounds.

Her head was smashed with a crack, her frightened face was covered with blood, and her curled-up body was shaking violently.

The middle-aged man who blocked her in the corner was pouring wine into his stomach, stumbling around in place, unable to stand firmly.

The furniture in the living room was in a mess.

After each bottle of bad beer, he would slam the glass bottle onto Lu Mu's head, again and again, and the cycle would repeat.

Mother Lu was horrified. She tried to jump away, but after running a few steps, she was roughly dragged back to the corner by a pair of big hands, followed by a beating and scolding.

The blood from his head flowed more and more, piling up in a large puddle on the floor.

Lu Mu felt dizzy and almost suffocated from the pain. The rapid loss of blood made her realize that she was really going to die.

Lu Lie opened the door and saw this scene.

He was born with an indifferent temperament and didn't want to meddle in other people's business. In the past, he wouldn't have paid attention to him at all.

However, this was the first time that Lu Mu, as a mother, asked his son for help. From childhood to adulthood, although she had not fulfilled the responsibilities of a mother and had not given him a trace of maternal love, she was still his biological mother.

Think of it as repaying a favor.

Lu Lie strode over and stopped in front of Lu Mu. His black and white eyes looked at the middle-aged man in front of him.

Father Lu's face turned red, and his fat features were hideous and terrifying. His eyes narrowed into a thin line, as if he was trying to figure out who the nearly 1.98-meter-tall person in front of him was.

Damn it, when did this little bitch grow so tall?

"Get away! Otherwise I'll beat you up too!" Under the influence of alcohol, he was as angry as a bull, breathing heavily from his nostrils.

"That's your wife, the daughter of the Yang family. If you beat her to death, you will go to jail tomorrow." Lu Lie stated the facts calmly.

Father Lu's eyes were obviously red and he couldn't listen to a word. His huge body was like a hill. He picked up a beer bottle in his hand and smashed it over.

In the past, Lu Lie wouldn't have wanted to resist at all. Anyway, he was a dying person. The harder he bullied him now, only after his death would he have enough reason to take revenge.

Therefore, even though he had the power of resistance in his body, he still endured those inhuman beatings, scoldings and abuses.

But when the other party picked up the bottle and hit him, Song Jiu's worried eyes flashed in Lu Lie's mind for no reason.

My heart is slightly tight.

Before his consciousness, his body grasped the middle-aged man's hand with great strength. Father Lu found that he couldn't break free at all. He opened his eyes angrily and yelled: "You lose money, are you deaf? I tell you to get out of here." Further!"

"I haven't been home for two months, so I changed my clothes to high-end goods." He stared at his son with narrowed eyes and mocked maliciously.

"I'm afraid I'm not as despicable and vulgar as that slutty bitch like you, and got fucked by an old man."

"Bah! What the hell, you damn bastard, damn homosexual, isn't that disgusting?"

I don't know which word triggered the taboo. Lu Lie's face turned completely cold. He exerted force on his hand and heard a click.

Father Lu’s hand was broken.

He covered his right hand, which was bent in a weird posture, and stepped back in horror. The severe pain in his wrist made him sober in an instant.

Realizing that his wrist had been broken by a little bitch, Father Lu was furious and stared at the tall boy with fear.

"You little bastard, how dare you hit me?! When my hand heals, I will chop you both to death!" Father Lu said harsh words, but he ran out of the villa and disappeared into the darkness.

Lu Lie took out a wet tissue and wiped his palms. They were extremely dirty, and every inch of skin that came into contact with Lu's father was disgusting.

Mother Lu was vaguely aware that someone was blocking her. She opened her eyes with difficulty and saw her son, who was wiping his hands with a frown on his face.

And the beast was nowhere to be found.

finally saved.

She cried bitterly and crawled over to grab her son's trouser leg: "Son, you are finally here. Mom knows you won't be so cruel. Mom is sorry for you. Mom is sorry for you."

Lu Lie turned sideways to avoid the dirty hand and said calmly: "I have nothing to be sorry for. You gave me life, and I will repay this kindness today."

"From now on, apart from the monthly alimony paid to your card, we will owe nothing to each other. Whether you live or die has nothing to do with me."

In Lu Mu's incredulous eyes, he took out his mobile phone and called an ambulance, then turned and left.

The huge villa seemed empty at the moment, and Mother Lu was sitting alone in the mess, looking confused.

A month later, Lu Qiuxue returned to school.

Her complexion has improved a lot, but her personality is still as bold and unruly as before. She wears purple lip nails and looks like a girl.

Beautiful and rusty.

Seeing the eldest sister back, the losers swarmed around her, asking her questions and flattering her, either sincerely caring about her health, or pretending to cater to her in order to get benefits.

"Okay, okay, I didn't even have time to listen to all your talk. Anyway, I'm back and I'm still unscathed."

A coquettish smile appeared on Lu Qiuxue's lips. Obviously, her concern for her followers was quite useful. She folded her arms, leaned against the back table, and put her legs on the desk, her posture arrogant.

No different than before.

This is what Song Jiu saw when he passed by with a cup filled with hot water.

He didn't say anything and walked straight to the back row. However, Lu Qiuxue, who had very good eyesight, noticed the young man's figure and rolled her eyes several times.

What are you pretending to be? You don’t know how to say hello to me when you see her. Hey, she’s just as rude as that garbage bug.

Lu Qiuxue felt a chill in her heart at the mention of a certain unlucky name. She thought about it, got up and dismissed the sisters who were surrounded by them, while she pulled out a piece of information from a stack of documents.

Go to the back row.

The head teacher asked her to send the information to her classmates for verification, but she almost forgot about it.

Song Jiu sat down in his seat, and a piece of information suddenly appeared in front of him. He raised his head and saw the school beauty with exquisite makeup.

He frowned slightly and said, "What can I do, monitor?"

Lu Qiuxue didn't answer his question, and her eyes fell on his deskmate, with a wicked arc.

Pointing at the parent relationship written in black and white on the information, he mocked: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, Yang Xiaoyun? It turns out your mother's name is Yang Xiaoyun. I wonder, but you thought she was called Yang Xiaosan?"

"Your mother likes to be a mistress so much and break up other people's families. Why not go to the police station and change her name to Yang mistress? Sisters, do you think this is right? Hahaha!"

Lu Qiuxue covered her mouth and laughed wildly. She laughed at the other person's mother, gave him nicknames, and trampled other people's dignity under her feet. It was a very wonderful pleasure for her.

She enjoys it.

The followers around him nodded, echoed, and sneered at Lu Lie. His words were harsh and hard to hear.

Lu Qiuxue stood there, looking down at the sitting boy with contempt in her eyes.

If she remembered correctly, Wei Jin seemed to have always disliked Lu Lie. Since Wei Jin was not here, she reluctantly helped to establish her authority.