Blood slipped down like water, staining the clothes of the burglar as well as the floor beneath him. The man seemed to not believe what had just happened as his hand touched where he had been stabbed then looked down on his hands with an ugly look on his face.
"You…" the man seemed to have regained his senses and struck his arms like a whip to the child standing behind him with a knife. "You dare stab me? I'll kill you, you murderer!"
The kid wasn't fast enough to avoid him and he was easily thrown to the ground. The knife clattered as it flew out of his hand to who knows where.
As if this was not enough, the man plummeted him with countless kicks. With the body and physique of a young kid, the seven-year old boy felt like he was being stomped down by elephants.
Tears filled his eyes, but he forced it back.
"Stop it! Stop kicking him please!" His mother came running towards the man and hugged him by the waist as if to tackle him.
"Slut! Get away from me if you don't want me to kill you too!" shouted the man angrily. He swung his hand with a resounding slap.
As if awoken by that noise, the little boy grabbed the man by his legs and bit him.
"Fuck! You bit me? You dare bite me? I'll cut you to pieces!"
"Don't bully my mother! Don't bully her! No one is allowed to do that!" The young boy didn't regret stabbing him or biting. The only thing he regrets was that he had held back too much that it was too late.
But it was not too late. He can still save them!
Because of the loud commotion, the neighbors soon woke up and turned on their lights. However, they only listened and never went over to check the situation of the mother and son.
They even felt annoyed that they had been forced to wake because of their screaming.
"Can't they shut up already? So irritating, I worked late last night and had to open my eyes to such loud noises!"
"That's why I said not to let them stay in this neighborhood. When I saw that pair, just who knows what wild place they came from?!"
"Hehe, that's what they only deserve. That woman rejected me when I kindly asked her to stay with me. Who will save her now?!"
Several malicious words left several mouths. No one showed their concerns for the mother and son. They only expressed how tired and frustrating the commotion was.
Inside the small house, the little boy was filled with black and purple bruises all over his body. His mother finally stopped the man, but perhaps due to his bleeding wound, he didn't have the strength to beat them up.
As expected, the man also felt that he was starting to lose feeling to his body. The blood that left his body from the open wound still continued to flow because of his violent movements.
"You… Ca-call an ambulance," said the man with a gasp. When he saw the mother staring at him with hatred, he snapped at her, "Quickly! Do you want you and your son to be sent to jail?!"
As if those last words had some magic on the mother, she went looking for her phone. The man, of course, just wanted to be saved. However, when he finally gets out of the hospital and recovers, he will kill both of them!
But just as the woman's hand pressed to call the number to have an ambulance sent to them, the door was kicked open and several men in crisp and clean business suits entered.
There were four men, who looked so tall, glanced around the small house without changing their expressions. Then, at the same time, they landed on the young boy curled up on the ground.
The man in front of the others raised his hand, a phone was already in there, and spoke a few words.
Seeing all these men enter with no regards to what was happening, the burglar sensed something was wrong. He very naturally leaned against the wall when one of the four men walked over to him.
Yo–you, get back! Don't come here!"
"There's one here bleeding. All three are injured but only this one has a stab wound." The stranger who walked to the burglar spoke after analyzing the gravity of the situation.
"The family doctor has already been called. They'll be here in ten minutes."
The way these men spoke was way different from the way the people in this neighborhood talked. They had class and strict discipline in their manners and expressions as if they were highly trained people.
Suddenly, a light flashed in the eyes of the burglar as fast as a train. His lips curled up triumphantly, saying, "Hey, were you guys sent here to support me? Were you also paid to mess with them? Good! Come here and help this Laozi or else, your employer will complain!"
Upn hearing his words, the men stopped what they were doing. Even the mother and the young Song Yu Han, flinched.
These words… Even a child could understand what being paid means. And for someone like Song Yu Han, who excelled in his academics and was forced to understand the world of adults at an early age, realized what the burglar was talking about.
But of course, he was still a child and couldn't guess why the burglar had to be paid to mess with them!
But the mother did. She knew why and who might have given the burglar the money.
"You say… The person who hired you to mess with us. Is it that woman with the mole on her upper lip?" Song Yu Han's mother asked tremblingly.
The burglar was surprised for a brief moment before sneering, "So you know her? That's surprising… How can a lowlife bitch like you actually know someone rich as that woman?"
As if she was possessed, Song Yu Han's mother stood up and started grabbing him by the collar, "What did she tell you to do? Did she tell you to kill us? She did, right? No, how did she even find us? Tell me!"
The burglar was already too weak to tussle with a chicken much less fight back. Besides, the men in business suits didn't move and only watched them.
Ten minutes later, two people entered the small house. The older of the two swept his eyes for a second before heading straight to the little boy on the ground.
After observing the injuries of the boy, the older man frowned, saying, "We need to do an operation. He broke three of his ribs and suffered from internal bleeding." When he said this, he glared at four men who entered the house before them and complained, "How did this even happen? I thought you were going to save them? If we were even a minute late, the boy would have lost his life!"
Song Yu Han's mother left the burglar's side to move towards her son. She turned to the old man and asked, "Is my baby okay? He won't die, right? This is all my fault. I should have protected him better."
Usually, there will be people who would say a few words of comfort, but the old man didn't have the energy nor the heart to comfort the mother as he criticized her. "That's right. It's your fault! You didn't protect him and made his situation worse by staying in this place when the Old Master already gave you the chance to live a better life."
Song Yu Han's mother bit her lips while tears continued to slide down her smooth and pale cheeks. She wanted to retort to the old man by telling him that if she really accepted the Old Master's offer, she and her son would only become an annoyance in other people's eyes.
The reason why she left without taking the Old Master's offer was not only because she didn't want to stay as a mistress being kept by his son. She was the young miss of the Lu family, who went bankrupt after several attacks happened to them. Eventually, she and her family were forced to stay on the ground, kneeling before the victors.
As for the man, whom she loved and the father of her son, he didn't reach out to help her as he married another woman.
And when he heard she gave birth to his son, he told her to give the child up to his wife!
How could she stay in such an embarrassing situation? She'd rather leave and be labeled as a wretched woman than have his son suffer under the hands of the woman who had stolen and ruined everything in her life.
But even if Lu Tingting knew what she had done was only for the sake of her son and to avoid the troubles that came with the family that had half of the blood running in her son's body, she couldn't deny the doctor's words.
It was indeed her fault and powerlessness that her son had to suffer for seven years.
And now, her selfish decision might cost her son's life.
"Please, save him. I'll do anything so please make sure he stays alive!"
There was no need for dignity and honor. One can only be shameless in the face of life and death.
For her son, Lu Tingting can even give up her own life for him.
"Xiao Han, my baby boy, forgive mother, alright? I'll give you anything you want. So please don't die…"
Song Yu Han only heard his mother cry and whisper these words to him before total darkness claimed him.
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