The Shen Family was still hoping for their daughter to marry into the Lin Family to enjoy a good life. But now that they’ve fallen out with the Lin Family, plotting against them is no longer feasible. Forced onto this path, they naturally have to cling to the last straw—Shen Bin. Otherwise, they’d have to either take odd jobs or return to their rural hometown.

The Shen Family caused a scene at the company again. They arrived at the company entrance but couldn’t get in, and naturally, they couldn’t meet Shen Bin.

Shen Bin was their last straw. How could they just go back like this? Shen’s father sat at the company entrance, crying and making a fuss.

"Shen Bin, don’t think you can hide by not coming out. I’m telling you, your mom and I raised you for over twenty years, brought you to adulthood, and now that we’re old, you just watch us starve to death? Aren’t you a leader? Is this how your company lets you handle things? You ungrateful child."

Mrs. Shen looked embarrassed, but after receiving a fierce glare from Shen’s father, she also joined in, "Shen Bin, come out and see for yourself. Your cousin is still inside, you can’t just keep someone locked up like that. She only left a small cut on Lin Tao’s hand, why should she be sentenced?"

"You unfilial son, if it weren’t for you ignoring this family, how could your sister do such a thing and be taken advantage of by Lin Tao? This is all your fault. You’re just hiding now, pretending to be a turtle with its head in its shell. I don’t believe you can hide forever." After cursing, Shen’s father even spat viciously toward the company entrance.

After finishing his tirade, he didn’t expect the man to pull out a dagger and hold it to his neck.

"Dear, you can’t do this. If you’re gone, what will happen to us, your wife and children?" Mrs. Shen’s sister seemed to have an idea and changed her target from shouting at the company to crying and pleading with her husband.

"Don’t try to dissuade me, no one today can dissuade me. If I don’t see Shen Bin, I’ll die here." Shen’s father seemed to have gone mad, pressing the knife hard against his neck, causing blood to flow out.

Catching the hint from his wife’s words, Shen’s father immediately understood what she meant and shouted loudly, "How can I come to terms with it, how? That’s the son I raised, now he ignores me and I can’t even see him. What’s the point of living like this? I might as well die here."

Despite the pain in his neck, Shen’s father also felt a bit smug. No matter how capable Shen Bin was, his reputation was at stake. Could he really bear to be known as ungrateful to his adoptive parents?

At this moment, no one had come over yet, but the pain in Shen’s father’s neck was slowly spreading. He couldn’t help but take a breath, but didn’t dare move the knife. He knew all too well that if he stopped now, the act would have been for nothing! 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

Though he may be clumsy, sometimes in critical moments, he becomes surprisingly clever.

Before long, a sedan drove up, and from it emerged Shen Bin. He got out from the front passenger seat and then opened the rear door, revealing two middle-aged men in their fifties who followed him toward Shen’s father and mother.

"Comrade, we are Shen Bin’s leaders. We’ve come to resolve this face-to-face. Please don’t resort to these extreme measures. Put the knife down from your neck," one stern-faced man said.

"Don’t try to intimidate me; as soon as I put it down, you won’t stand up for us," Shen’s father felt pressured by this man and could only whisper in retort.

The middle-aged man furrowed his brows, "Rest assured, whatever we say, we will do. You have to trust us."

Mrs. Shen also didn’t want the situation to escalate further, and she wanted to leave a good impression on the leadership, so she went to persuade her husband, "Old man, listen to the leader, put the knife down first, let’s talk things over calmly. Isn’t that right? It’s not like we don’t have a case."

She gently pinched her husband’s arm, signaling him to stop. Only then did Shen’s father reluctantly lower the knife from his neck.

Now it was clear to see the wound on his neck. It wasn’t deep, just a cut on the skin, but it was bleeding, making it look rather gruesome.