Chapter 49: Your Turn

Chapter 49: Chapter 49: Your Turn

"It's your turn now." Yang Chen stood face to face with Lin Kun, his gaze as cold as a butcher eyeing meat on a chopping block. He calmly asked, "Do you want your legs broken or your hands? If you want to die, I can help with that too."

He wasn't joking!

Lin Kun immediately grasped the seriousness of the situation. For the first time, he saw pure murderous intent in someone's eyes, utterly undisguised! This guy would actually kill him!

"You...you...don't come any closer..." Lin Kun felt fear creeping in. He slowly retreated, wanting to put some distance between himself and Yang Chen, but there were steps behind him, and the villa gate.

Suddenly, Lin Kun turned his head and saw Lin Ruoxi standing indifferently at the door. He yelled loudly, "You little bitch! This wild man wants to break your father's legs! Aren't you going to do something?!"

Before he could finish, Lin Kun felt a grip like a pair of steel pliers on his chin, and a voice as cold as metal frozen in ice sounded in his ear, "Your mouth really stinks. Maybe I should cut out your tongue, put it in your mouth, and then sew it shut... How's that for a solution?"

"Wu! Wuwu!"

Lin Kun's face turned ashen with fear, his eyes bulging. But every time he struggled even slightly, Yang Chen would exert extra force on his chin, causing him unbearable pain.

At this moment, Lin Ruoxi, who was standing at the door, slowly lifted her head. Her beautiful eyes, which had been vacant, finally gained some luster. She looked at Yang Chen with incomparable complexity, then glanced at Lin Kun, who was almost scared out of his wits, and said weakly, "Yang Chen, let him go, stop scaring him..."

Lin Ruoxi's tone was not as cold and indifferent as usual. She spoke in a light tone, but this one sentence weakened Yang Chen's raging anger that was burning in his heart, making it difficult to resist.

She was too much like that person... Yang Chen felt helpless, a fleeting image of the figure that had been deliberately forgotten flashed through his mind, causing him to momentarily lose focus.

Yang Chen released his grip. Lin Kun, who was in pain and fear, immediately dodged to the side, watching Yang Chen cautiously, gasping for air.

"Dad, it was Xu Zhihong who sent you here, right? And these people, they must be provided by him too." Lin Ruoxi looked directly at Lin Kun and asked softly.

With that said, Yang Chen released his grip on Lin Kun's neck, only to deliver a swift hand chop to the back of Lin Kun's neck!

Lin Kun's eyes rolled back, and he collapsed on the spot, unconscious.

"Yang Chen! What...what did you do to him?" Lin Ruoxi, still worried, walked up and crouched down, checking Lin Kun's breathing. When she found he wasn't dead, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Blood is thicker than water, no matter what.

"Leave him to me." Yang Chen bent down, lifting Lin Kun's body onto his shoulders, and headed towards a nearby trash bin.

Lin Ruoxi panicked and quickly intervened, "No, don't throw him in there, this is enough..."

"I won't leave him crippled to die, it's already giving you face. Despite how he treated you, if you still consider him your father, I have nothing to say. But I hope you'll consider my feelings too. Regardless of what you feel inside, at least, I am your husband now."

Yang Chen's tone was calm and firm, each word as immutable as law. After speaking, he proceeded towards the trash bin.

"I am your husband now!"

"I am your husband now!"

Lin Ruoxi hung her arms limply by her sides, standing in place, unable to utter a word as she watched Yang Chen's retreating figure.

As Yang Chen tossed Lin Kun's body into the trash bin once again and turned around, he heard Wang Mama shout out...

"Miss!"