After the funeral, I abused the scum with the bamboo horse

Zhong Shaoting nodded slightly, and then took out a document from the formula bag.

"According to Mr. Lin's will, all property under his name, including company shares, funds, stocks, real estate, deposits, etc., will be divided into two and distributed as follows."

"50% will be inherited by the eldest grandson Lin Yixing, and the remaining 50% will be inherited by adopted son Nie Jiayan..."

Before Zhong Shaoting finished reading, Lin Shenqian and his wife couldn't sit still.

"Impossible! How could my dad make such a will?!"

"That's right, how could the master not give A-qian a penny? You must be a liar! You are a liar!!"

Lin Shenqian glared angrily, yelling, stepped forward and snatched the document from Zhong Shaoting's hand.

Xu Manling grabbed a corner of the document and leaned over to read it with him.

The two couples read the handwritten will back and forth no less than five times, and after confirming that what was written on it was exactly the same as what Zhong Shaoting chose to read, their expressions immediately became extremely ugly.

Lin Shenqian accepted his incompetence, directly tore the will out of the folder, and angrily tore it up in front of everyone.

"I don't believe it! How could my father make such a will?"

He was so angry that he glared at Lin Yixing and Nie Jiayan, "It's fine for Lin Yixing to split half...Why can this bastard split half?"

He pointed at the indifferent Nie Jiayan tremblingly, "You are just a dog raised by our Lin family, a man with his legs spread..."

Before Lin Shenqian could spit out the words rolling in his vocal cords, he was hit hard by a sharp iron fist and fell to the solid wood coffee table next to him.

With a "bang", his head hit the corner of the table, and thick dark red blood flowed down from the open wound in an instant, wet a large piece of hair and ear pinna.

Lin Shenqian let out a short and painful cry, rolled to the ground and groaned half-dead.

"Ah Qian—"

Xu Manling let out a sharp scream, and then crazily stepped forward to push and beat Lin Yixing, "How dare you hit your second uncle, I will fight you!"

"mom--"

Lin Ran was also shocked, and after a few seconds, she rushed up to hug Xu Manling with red eyes, and then called an ambulance.

The scene was chaotic, Xu Manling threw herself on Lin Shenqian after being pulled back, and grabbed Lin Ranyi's hand to make him call the police.

Lin Ran also looked at her in embarrassment, crying anxiously, "Mom, don't be like this... It's because Dad is wrong..."

Xu Manling was furious at the way his elbow was turned outward, and directly raised her hand and slapped him across the face, "Lin Ranyi! Anyone can help that bastard, but you can't!"

"mom......"

Lin Ran was also stunned by the beating. Seeing that Xu Manling was going to be beaten, she closed her eyes in fright.

There was a crisp "slap", but the expected slap did not fall on him.

Lin Ran also opened her eyes, and found that Nie Jiayan had stood in front of him at some point, with clear finger marks on half of her face, which was as red as a red plum blooming on the snow.

"Words..."

Lin Ran stared blankly at the slap print on Nie Jiayan's face, and tears fell instantly.

"Brother Ran Yi," Nie Jiayan called him.

"sorry."

Before Lin Ran could understand what the "I'm sorry" was for, she felt her lips warm.

Nie Jiayan bowed his head and kissed him in front of Xu Manling.

Suddenly, an uncontrollable scream exploded in his ear, and Lin Ran took half a step back in fright.

Xu Manling's eyes suddenly widened, and she stared at Nie Jiayan with protruding eyes, "What are you doing?"

She asked in a stern voice: "What are you doing to my son?!"

Nie Jiayan twitched the corners of his lips, and lowered his eyes to avoid Lin Ranyi's teary eyes, "Can't you see it?"

He looked at Xu Manling's almost collapsed face calmly, and stabbed her heart with a knife, "Your son likes men just like me."

"...No, it's impossible..."

Xu Manling shook her head tremblingly, grabbed Lin Ranyi's arm with a terrified expression, and pinched him hard, "Ran Yi, tell mom that what he said is all lies, don't you..."

"It's all fake... isn't it?"

Lin Ran also had a sore nose and burst into tears. He looked at the slap marks on Nie Jiayan's face, and then at Xu Manling's collapsed and panicked expression.

Gritting his teeth and struggling for a while, he nodded hastily and denied, "It's fake, mom, it's fake, I don't like men..."

The last trace of warmth from Nie Jiayan's heart dissipated, and he took two steps back, not to bother the two mothers and sons.

The ambulance came soon, and Lin Ranyi supported Xu Manling, and together with the ambulance staff, Lin Shenqian was sent to the hospital.

Lin Shenjin watched the whole farce, but did not express any opinion, silent like an outsider.

Zhong Shaoting said: "Eldest Young Master, Young Master Jin, Mr. Nie, if there is nothing else, I will leave first."

Nie Jiayan heard Lin Yixing say "Yes", and then Zhong Shaoting said, "If Master Qian sues you for hurting others in the future, I will help you as a witness."

"Thank you." Lin Yixing said.

Not long after Zhong Shaoting left, Lin Shenjin also planned to leave, "Xiaoxing, third uncle is gone."

"In the future, the Lin family will be handed over to you, do it well, and don't waste your grandfather's hard work."

Lin Yixing looked at him calmly, and after a while, he replied, "Okay."

Lin Shenjin patted him on the shoulder, then walked towards the door very slowly.

Nie Jiayan didn't pay attention at first, but when Lin Shenjin walked for a while, he realized that he was limping, which he couldn't hide no matter how slow he walked.

There were servants outside the courtyard who wanted to help her. Lin Shenjin thanked them one by one for their kindness, and then walked slowly out of the main house step by step alone.

Just as Nie Jiayan looked away, his jaw was pinched and he was forced to raise his head.

"Does it hurt?"

Lin Yixing's tiger's mouth was stuck on his chin, and his thumb and index finger rested on his mandibles on both sides, like a master who felt sorry for the bullying of his well-bred puppy, and gently rubbed his red and swollen cheeks, "Can I have a long memory this time?"

"I've said that Lin Ran is unreliable. He didn't dare to let you go five years ago, and now he dare not admit that he is with you."

"What do you do with such a boyfriend?"

Originally, Nie Jiayan revealed that Lin Ranyi was also gay in front of Xu Manling out of impulsive revenge.

But Lin Ran also denied it, which relieved the guilt in his heart.

"Whether it's my business or not, it's none of your business."

Nie Jiayan tilted his head back, trying to avoid Lin Yixing's touch, but the other party suddenly leaned forward, cut his hands behind his back, and carried him to the second floor.

"Take you to the study to look at something related to Nie Yi."

Nie Jiayan clasped his wrist back and planned to twist it hard, and suddenly stopped, "What is it?"

"You'll find out later."

Nie Jiayan let go of his strength, and was carried upstairs by him obediently.

The study room was Lin Tongchen's favorite place when he was alive. On the wall facing the gate were several antique-level rare calligraphy and paintings. Because they were too expensive, the cleaning servants did not dare to approach them.

Lin Yixing put Nie Jiayan on the desk, facing him to the wall, and then took down the calligraphy and painting in the middle, revealing the safe embedded in the wall.

After entering the password to open it, he took out a somewhat old kraft paper bag, turned around and handed it to Nie Jiayan.

"Look at it."

Nie Jiayan opened the bag suspiciously, reached in and touched it, feeling a little familiar to the touch, like a developed photo.

He grabbed a few photos and found that they were photos of him and Nie Yi.

In the photo, he is very young, about two or three years old, being carried by Nie Yi in and out of hospitals, shopping malls, or residences.

From any angle, it looks like a candid shot.

"When I was packing up my grandfather's belongings, I found these things in his safe."

Lin Yixing went over and picked out a few single photos of Nie Jiayan when he was a child, and found that Nie Jiayan really had a soft face that made people want to bite.

"I contacted the private detective who took these photos, and the other party said that he took money from grandpa to help him take photos of Nie Yi and your life for a while."

Nie Jiayan took out all the photos in the kraft paper bag, and the more he looked at them, the more frightened he became, "Lin Yixing..."

He organized his language in some confusion, "Are you trying to tell me...I'm really your uncle?"

No wonder Lin Tongchen gave him half of the property, no wonder Lin Yixing wanted to arrest him and bring him back for the funeral, no wonder...

"I thought so at first."

Lin Yixing gently held Nie Jiayan's trembling fingers, "But I took your hair and grandpa for a paternity test, and found that you have nothing to do with each other."

It doesn't matter, so why did Lin Tongchen send someone to monitor Nie Yi?

Nie Jiayan was fascinated, "Did the private detective say why your grandfather did this?"

Lin Yixing shook his head.

Nie Jiayan was even more fascinated, and looked at the photo from beginning to end again.

It turned out that one of them was Nie Yi standing on the promenade of a certain building, wearing a nurse's uniform, with a lady's cigarette in her hand, talking to a man with his back to the camera.

His memory before the age of five was too vague, he couldn't even remember where Nie Yi had taken him, and what they did for a living at that time.

Seeing that Nie Jiayan's attention was focused on the photo, Lin Yixing went to the medicine box and found a sterilized cotton swab, dug out some transparent ointment for reducing swelling and blood stasis, and applied it to his face.

Xu Manling's hand strength was developed by beating the mistress, and her nails are very long, and she will hook them when she is beating.

Nie Jiayan's skin was thin and fair, and with this slap, the thin blood vessels under the skin turned red, which was shocking when viewed up close.

Lin Yixing carefully spread the ointment away, and just as his fingertips touched his mandible, he heard the hum of the phone vibrating.

Nie Jiayan put the photo on the table, took a look at the phone from his pocket, and then pushed his hand away, "I have something to go out for."

Lin Yixing put down his hands, and before he could speak, Nie Jiayan hastily stuffed a photo into his pocket, then jumped off the edge of the table and left.

[The author has something to say]: ytt

I am still working hard to collect manuscripts. I am very sorry that it is so slow, because my family has reviewed it not long ago, and I also need to find a new job. This article has been put down for too long, and I feel that no one wants to read it. I just want to update it slowly. I hope everyone Please forgive me, I am really working hard to prepare the manuscript, and I want to post it all at once, but if you are waiting impatiently, I will post it first.