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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.”

so anxious that his eyes were red. “Grandma, my mom gets up before dawn every day to take care of you, and she has to work at night to earn money. She works so hard. Why do you still wrong

from her younger days. “How could I wrong her? She stole the money. I

dad gambled himself to

fault–she refused to give him money. Useless woman. Didn’t contribute a damn thing to this family after we took her in. Couldn’t even

the boy thought bitterly, his tears

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

flooded his mind–his grandmother throwing 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.

pocket. A cold knife greeted them. He’d taken it from his

couldn’t think straight. But now, he knew what he wanted to

thought they had won and started arguing over how to split the 100 thousand dollars, he stealthily

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

eyes.

him, as if saying, “No, you

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

her foot, tripping

deserved a larger share of

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

man scrambled to his feet and saw the pool of blood, he was scared witless. “No, it wasn’t me. Someone-” He tried to shift the blame, but

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one could gain a lot of practical experience. The bodyguard nearby smiled discreetly and gave her

that the boy snapped out of his daze. He looked at Quinlyn, wanting

lips, silencing him. “We didn’t do

froze, then nodded dumbly.

in your pocket is meant to protect your mom, right? If so, you should have waited until the last second before they hurt her. That’s called

boy started

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

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

to pay for the

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

stunned, tears and snot still on his face. But

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

a moment and said, “Legally, adult children are required

doing this out of kindness–not legal obligation. Your grandma’s children are

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

did your dad

heard he owed some people money from gambling

wasn’t your mom,” Quinlyn said

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

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

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

mom’s money while she was unconscious. That pesticide story was fake. Everyone, let’s get

and the

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

woman blurted out, “No way! Who’s going to take

has no obligation to care for

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

forward as instructed and stood in front of the man,

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

bodyguard didn’t

scrambled back, but kept yelling, “It’s useless to be a coward, little

“Mom, tell them. Did his mom steal 100