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The boy started crying again.

Quinlyn remembered how he devoured the hamburger. Now, she could tell he regretted eating it–maybe even hated it. Bot the burger didn’t do anything wrong.

This time, she didn’t stay silent. Instead, she said, “If anything, it’s our fault for asking you to eat it.”

“No, it’s not your fault. You were kind enough to pay for the medical bills.” The boy shook his head, tears streaming down his face.

Quinlyn asked him, “Then what did you do wrong? You even saved the coke and chicken nuggets you liked. You accepted the coat so your mom could stay warm, right?”

The boy was stunned, tears and snot still on his face. But it seemed like he was starting to understand.

“Then what should I do?” He unconsciously grabbed Quinlyn’s hand, his voice hoarse. Although he talked more with Mandy. he felt that Quinlyn was more reliable.

Quinlyn considered the local laws she had learned for a moment and said, “Legally, adult children are required to care for their elderly parents.

“But since your mom isn’t your grandma’s biological child, she’s doing this out of kindness–not legal obligation. Your grandma’s children are breaking the law by not caring for her, but your mom can be not kind

“N–Not kind?” the boy stammered, confused. “But they all say it’s my mom’s fault Dad died, so she has to take care of my grandma.”

“How did your dad die?”

“I heard he owed some people money from gambling and got killed.”

“So, it wasn’t your mom,” Quinlyn said flatly.

The boy fell silent, relieved that his mom wouldn’t be tortured by his grandma anymore. He stood up, eager to tell his mom the good news.

But as he stood up, a group of people appeared at the other end of the hallway.

“There’s the little brat!” a middle–aged woman among the group yelled, her pace quickening. Soon, they surrounded him.

The woman continued, “A private room, huh? So, you and your mom really stole my mom’s money while she was unconscious. That pesticide story was fake. Everyone, let’s get in!”

The group tried to barge in, and the nurses couldn’t stop them.

The boy panicked and blocked the door. “We didn’t steal anything. The money and clothes were given to us by kind people. If you don’t believe me, we’ll move out once my mom is discharged. We won’t bother you anymore.”

The woman blurted out, “No way! Who’s going to take care of my mom if you leave?”

“That’s your mother. You take care of her. My mom has no obligation to care for her,” the boy shot back.

“Where did you learn to talk like that, you little brat? Today, you have to let us in, whether you want to or not,” a middle–aged man cursed, about to step forward to shove the boy.

At this time, the bodyguard stepped forward as instructed and stood in front of the man, sturdy as a wall.

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Looking at the muscular bodyguard in a suit and leather shoes, the man cowered. “Who are you? Why are you meddling? Get out of the way,” he sputtered, trying to sound tough.

The bodyguard didn’t move.

The man didn’t dare throw a punch. He scrambled back, but kept yelling, “It’s useless to be a coward, little brat. If you don’t hand over the money, I will sue you. We have witnesses.”

As he spoke, he pushed forward an old woman in the wheelchair. “Mom, tell them. Did his mom steal 100 thousand dollars from you?”

Despite being dazed, the old woman nodded immediately. The words tumbled out in a venomous slur. “Yeah, she stole 200 thousand, no, 300 thousand dollars… It must be her. She is a dirty thief. She deserves to die.”

day to take care of you, and she has to work at night to earn

voice carried the same stubbornness from her younger days. “How could I wrong her? She stole the money.

gambled himself to

to give him money. Useless woman. Didn’t contribute a damn thing to this family after we took her in. Couldn’t even support her man. She might as well

really did kill herself,‘ the boy thought bitterly, his tears streaming

always telling him to respect his elders, to be tolerant, to be filial. But if all it brought

food in his mother’s face, slapping her, yanking her hair; his mother washing his grandmother’s soiled sheets in the toilet late at night, falling asleep from exhaustion at the table, and

on.

finally, his fingers slipped into his pocket. A cold knife greeted them. He’d taken it

heard about his mother, he couldn’t think straight.

won and started arguing over how to split the 100 thousand dollars, he stealthily approached the old man.

to draw the knife out, a cool little hand clasped his wrist. He

eyes.

shook her head at him, as if

it wasn’t my mom’s fault. You said it was all theirs,‘ the boy thought hopelessly while trying to

her

man, who was arguing that he was the only son and deserved a larger share of the money,

the ground. Her injured leg, broken once more, sent her howling in

middle–aged man scrambled to his feet and saw the pool of blood, he was scared witless. “No, it

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the boy back to their

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in turns to protect Quinlyn. Just by being around her, one could gain a lot of practical experience. The

wasn’t until the group rushed the old man to the emergency room that the boy snapped out of his daze.

a finger to her lips, silencing him. “We didn’t do anything”

froze, then nodded

your pocket is meant to protect your mom, right? If so, you should have waited

started crying again.

devoured the hamburger. Now, she could tell he regretted eating it–maybe even hated it. Bot the

said, “If anything, it’s our fault for asking

kind enough to pay for the medical bills.” The boy shook his head, tears streaming down his

do wrong? You even saved the coke and chicken nuggets you liked. You accepted the coat

and snot still on his face. But it

do?” He unconsciously grabbed Quinlyn’s hand, his voice hoarse. Although he

laws she had learned for a moment and said, “Legally, adult children are required to care

your grandma’s biological child, she’s doing this out of kindness–not legal obligation. Your grandma’s children are breaking the law by not caring for her,

“But they all say it’s my mom’s fault Dad died, so she

your dad die?”

owed some people money from gambling and got

it wasn’t your mom,” Quinlyn said

silent, relieved that his mom wouldn’t be tortured by his grandma anymore. He stood up, eager to

up, a group of people appeared at the other end of the

middle–aged woman among the group yelled, her pace quickening. Soon, they

really stole my mom’s money while she was unconscious. That pesticide story was fake. Everyone,

barge in, and

steal anything. The money and clothes were given to us by kind people. If you don’t believe me, we’ll move out once my mom is

blurted out, “No way! Who’s going to take care of my mom if you

mom has no obligation to

to talk like that, you little brat? Today, you have to let us in, whether

time, the bodyguard stepped forward as instructed and stood in

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in a suit and leather shoes, the man cowered. “Who are you? Why are you meddling? Get out

bodyguard didn’t

man didn’t dare throw a punch. He scrambled back, but kept yelling, “It’s useless to be a coward, little brat. If you don’t hand over the money, I will sue you. We

in the wheelchair. “Mom, tell them. Did