The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard-Chapter 1329: Neither the Son Nor the Wife Is to Be Trifled With

Chapter 1329: Chapter 1329: Neither the Son Nor the Wife Is to Be Trifled With

Yu Wei’s lungs were about to explode with anger. He never imagined Long Fei would be so audacious, even pushing out a child to face him in a confrontation.

As a grown man, how could he possibly fight with a child? If word got out, it would be utterly humiliating.

Yu Wei pointed at Long Fei and cursed, "What do you mean by this? A grown man afraid to face me, letting a child stand up for you instead?"

Others chimed in mockingly, "He’s probably too scared, isn’t he?"

"That kid must be five or six years old, right?"

"Where’d he find such a son?"

"Couldn’t have his own, so probably picked up a stray bastard out there."

Someone spoke ill of Little Kirin, and Long Fei overheard.

This struck Long Fei’s nerve. He shot the man a fierce glare, and the man’s knees immediately hit the floor with a thud.

With a sickening crack and a shudder across the tiles, blood instantly seeped out to stain the floor.

Both his kneecaps shattered completely, making him howl in pain, his body trembling uncontrollably as though possessed by a ghost.

The noise caught everyone’s attention, and heads turned toward the commotion.

The musicians who had been playing suddenly stopped; the living room fell silent.

Lin Yingying covered her face, knowing someone must have provoked Long Fei.

She quickly walked over, intending to mediate.

Little Kirin clung to her, shouting unhappily, "Mom, someone said I’m a stray bastard!"

"Hmm?"

Lin Yingying’s expression turned cold, and she asked him, "Who said that?"

"It was him!"

Little Kirin pointed at the man kneeling on the ground, his face full of indignation.

The young man was sprawled out on the ground, screaming in agony. Those around him, thinking he was cursed or possessed, backed away in fear.

At this moment, no one dared to show solidarity with him.

His parents rushed over, shouting anxiously, "Who—who did this to our son?"

Lin Yingying stared coldly at them and said, "Uncle, you’ve really raised a fine son!"

The atmosphere immediately chilled as everyone realized Lin Yingying was furious.

Uncle spoke hurriedly, "Yingying, your cousin is still young and doesn’t know better. Don’t hold it against him."

Aunt retorted angrily, "What’s going on here? Your cousin said something, and you had someone beat him up?"

Lin Yingying replied, "He can’t even speak like a civilized human being; a beating is what he deserves. If I recall correctly, don’t you work for a medical equipment company that’s part of Lin’s Group?"

"That’s correct. What about it?"

Aunt’s expression turned displeased as she yelled at Lin Yingying, "The two of us have worked tirelessly, growing this small company into a success, generating millions in annual profits. What’s the issue?"

Lin Yingying’s face remained cold as she replied, "Such a big company—truly exhausting for you. I think you’re getting older and should consider retiring to enjoy life. Tomorrow, submit your resignations to the board. I don’t want to see your family at Lin’s Group anymore."

Everyone’s expressions shifted, taken aback by how ruthless Lin Yingying was, completely disregarding familial ties.

Aunt jumped up, her old face flushed red, shrieking like a fishwife, "Lin Yingying, are you rebelling? Call your mother down here—I dare her to say such things!"

Uncle, his face darkened, also stood up angrily and said, "Lin Yingying, have you grown wings and think you can betray your own family?"

Lin Yingying ignored them and beckoned the security guards, "This gentleman is seriously injured—escort this family to the hospital."

The security guards immediately came forward to escort the family out. Aunt screamed and protested loudly, but in the end, she was carried out by the guards.

Lin Yingying patted Little Kirin’s head and, with a stern face, proclaimed, "In the future, speak your grievances openly. If I hear anyone else spreading rumors about my son, don’t blame me for cutting ties. Does everyone understand?"

The group of relatives flushed red and nodded repeatedly, not daring to utter a single disagreement, especially considering the financial stakes.

Long Fei chuckled, surprised at how Lin Yingying, usually so poised, transformed into a tiger mom when it came to her son.

Even he felt afraid just listening to her words; how could others not?

She took Little Kirin’s hand to leave, but the boy dragged his feet and pointed at Yu Wei, shouting, "I’m not leaving! I still want to compete with this weak chicken uncle!"

Lin Yingying glanced at Long Fei and shockingly agreed, "Alright then. Since your dad’s okay with it, let’s see you two compete!"

Yu Wei’s lungs were about to explode. He wasn’t like the younger cousin from earlier—he was Yu Hui’s biological nephew, Lin Yingying’s first cousin, and much closer in relationship.

Yet now Lin Yingying was standing by her husband’s side, allowing this brat to humiliate him.

Being called a "weak chicken" repeatedly—how could Yu Wei maintain his dignity?

Other younger men joined in the teasing, "Yingying, are you really letting your son fight with Brother Yu Wei?"

Lin Yingying confidently replied, "It’s not a fight. My son is simply teaching him a lesson. A grown man with no manners—he’s worse than a child."

Yu Wei said sullenly, "Cousin, you’ve gone too far with your words."

Lin Yingying teased, "Stop rambling. Do you dare have a match with my son?"

"Weak chicken! Watch your backside!"

Little Kirin made a mischievous face at him, sticking out his tongue in mockery.

Yu Wei took a deep breath, glaring at Little Kirin, "Alright then, let Uncle show you what you’re capable of."

Everyone quickly cleared a space for them, giving Yu Wei and Little Kirin room for their showdown.

A small child and a grown man standing face to face—it was such a comical sight.

Yu Wei shouted, "Watch out, little brat!"

Seeing how hateful this family was, Yu Wei didn’t treat Little Kirin as a child. He raised his leg and aimed a flying kick straight at the boy.

"Too slow!"

Little Kirin exclaimed casually, lifting his small foot and springing off Yu Wei’s leg, vaulting into the air. He flipped over Yu Wei’s head with a somersault.

The crowd froze in shock. The flip soared over two meters high, and Little Kirin landed steadily on the ground.

He then reached out and snatched Yu Wei’s earring off his ear, dangling it in his hand smugly, "A grown man wearing earrings—aren’t you ashamed?"

"You’re asking for it!"

Yu Wei’s eyes burned with rage. He lunged forward, trying to grab Little Kirin.

He spread his large hands and pounced quickly.

Still, Little Kirin didn’t retaliate. Instead, he stepped on Yu Wei’s head, stomping forcefully downward.

Yu Wei fell to the ground with a thud, smacking his head and leaving a large bump.

Little Kirin laughed heartily, "A hungry dog pounces on food—how does that taste?"

Those surrounding them covered their mouths, laughing at Little Kirin’s antics and marveling at his cuteness, thinking the boy must be part monkey. How else could he jump so high and move so fast?

Even Lin Yingying smiled briefly and admonished, "Hurry up and strike. Stop teasing him."

Little Kirin pouted, "My dad told me to let him have three moves. I’ve only let him have two."

Yu Wei climbed back up from the ground, his blood pressure visibly rising. He grabbed a nearby chair and hurled it toward Little Kirin, yelling at the top of his lungs, "What kind of bastard are you?"

"Swearing again?"

Little Kirin shouted. This time, he didn’t dodge—he raised his small fist and punched the chair fiercely.

With a loud bang, the solid wood chair shattered under his tiny fist. The momentum continued as his punch slammed into Yu Wei’s arm.

With a sickening crack, Yu Wei’s arm bone snapped under the force, a shard piercing out from behind his shoulder.

Blood sprayed everywhere. Yu Wei writhed on the floor, clutching his arm and screaming like a slaughtered pig.

Lin Yingying rushed over to cover her son’s eyes and ordered people to take Yu Wei away quickly.

Little Kirin was truly furious now. Yu Wei had made the same mistake—he shouldn’t have insulted him like that.

The Kirin Power was nothing short of ruthless.

If Little Kirin hadn’t restrained his strength, Yu Wei could’ve lost his life.

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