Chapter 328: Father And Son Reunited (3)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
In less than a few minutes, Wen Xiaobo got a nosebleed from being beaten up by Xiaojie. He got up from the ground but stumbled and injured his forehead accidentally when he fell on the flower bed.
Since his skin was broken and blood was flowing out profusely, when also considering his nosebleed, it made him look to be in a terrible state.
Wen Xiaobo’s mother heard his cries and hurried over.
“Mommy, Nan Xiaojie hit me.” Wen Xiaobo was one and a half years older than Xiaojie, but they were about the same size.
Wen Xiaobo’s mother helped Wen Xiaobo stop his nosebleed. When she saw Xiaojie, who was better looking than her child, standing by the side, she thought of how her own husband was captivated by his mother and she got angry immediately.
Seeing that Xiaojie’s parent was not by his side, she pushed Xiaojie back angrily.
Seeing Xiaojie was not prepared, his little body was thrown to the ground by that unexpected push.
His tender little palms were scratched and bright red blood flowed out from the wound.
It hurt a lot.
But Xiaojie endured the pain and did not cry like that weakling, Wen Xiaobo.
He got up from the ground and looked defiantly at Wen Xiaobo’s mother with a pair of dark and focused eyes.
When Wen Xiaobo’s mother saw that Xiaojie still dared to glare at her, her expression darkened and she said snapped, “How did your mother teach you? You might be young, but you have no manners at all. What a disgrace!
“But then I suppose this is to be expected. Your vixen of a mother only cares about seducing men, where would she have the time to teach you? You hurt my son, so either you apologize, or I’ll educate you on behalf of your mother!”
Wen Xiaobo’s mother had seen the news a while back, Nan Zhi was just an unknown host and the Nan family disliked her so she probably has no one to back her up.
When she thought of this, Wen Xiaobo’s mother became even more harsh as if she wanted to vent all the anger she had received from her husband on Xiaojie, regardless of the fact that he was still a child of under four years old. “If you don’t apologize, I will make you unable to stay in this hospital!”
Auntie He, who had taken the jacket, hurried over. “What happened?”
“Young Master Xiaojie, are you okay?” Auntie He shielded Xiaojie behind her and looked at Wen Xiaobo’s mother who had on a fierce expression on her face, with a frown. “Madam, our Young Master Xiaojie has always been polite, if your child hadn’t provoked him, he wouldn’t have done it.”
“Ha.” Wen Xiaobo’s mother sneered and the expression on her face became even more mocking. “Young Master Xiaojie? How could he be a young master with him looking so poor? If he’s a young master, why isn’t he staying in the best ward? If he’s a young master, why doesn’t he have a father? If he’s a young master, why does he have a promiscuous mother?”
“You are the one who’s promiscuous! Your child is the one who has no mother to teach him!” Xiaojie did not allow anyone to say anything bad about his Pretty Zhizhi, even though he was no match for Wen Xiaobo’s mother.
Wen Xiaobo’s mother trembled with anger when she saw that Xiaojie still dared to talk back to her. “Fine, just you wait. My husband knows the dean of the hospital, I’ll call him now and get him to kick you out of the hospital.”
“Kick who out of the hospital?”
Suddenly, a deep and cold voice could be heard.
There was a group of bystanders standing around Wen Xiaobo’s mother and she was in the middle, so she did not see who spoke.
She continued to criticize Xiaojie without a care and her words were getting harsher.
“Shut the f*ck up!”
That cold voice rang out again and the air around seemed to have been covered by a layer of cold ice.
“Who? Who told me to shut up? Show yourself!”
The bystanders, as if frightened by that cold voice, all cleared a path.
The man who came over was dressed in a perfectly-ironed black shirt and pants. The sleeves were slightly rolled up, revealing his firm and toned arms, as well as the low-key, yet luxurious watch.