Lord! Give up, my wife is a black and white vest

"Don't think I won't touch you just because your father is the king of Southeast Asia and has absolute power over everything. He's not enough to make me afraid!"

Lu Xicheng angrily stood up from the sofa and rushed towards Yu Jin. The stick he raised fell down as he spoke.

Mrs. Lu wanted to stop him, but she was not as fast as her husband.

Lu Ziyin ignored his own safety and quickly grabbed the falling stick. The force was so strong that his palms and arms felt painful and numb.

Even with the lingering fear, he could feel how heavy the stick was. Looking at Lu Ziyin's hands, which were as if they had been hit by a stick, he felt heartbroken but helpless.

Lu Ziyin raised his face and pleaded with his father: "Dad, don't hit him, hit me instead. I'm used to it and I can handle it."

"Get out of the way." Yu Ji whispered to Lu Zinyin who was blocking in front of him, and at the same time grabbed Lu Zinyin's arm and tried to pull him away.

Lu Ziyan's behavior made Lu Xicheng even more annoyed.

"You are used to being hit, you can bear it, right? Good! I want to see how many hits you can withstand for him." Lu Xicheng pulled out the stick with force, then raised it again and smashed it towards Lu Ziyin.

Mrs. Lu cried out anxiously, "Xiaobao..."

Yu Ji protected Lu Zinyin under his body without thinking, and the stick fell heavily on his back. Lu Xicheng, who was already angry, did not hold back when hitting him. Yu Jin groaned in pain, and his back was pressed down. The skin under his clothes immediately became red and swollen.

"Carp?!" Lu Ziyan wanted to get up anxiously to see Yu Jin, but Yu Jin hugged his entire back with both arms and pressed him down to prevent him from getting up.

Lu Xicheng was provoked even more, and immediately raised his stick and hit Yu Ji on the back again. Yu Ji still protected Lu Ziyin. Lu Xicheng became more and more angry with each blow, and raised his stick for the third time. He seemed to want to see how many more blows Yu Ji could take for Lu Ziyin, to see how strong their so-called unconventional love was, so he swung the stick down for the fourth, fifth, and sixth time without mercy...

The sound of the club echoed in the villa, making people's scalps tighten.

"Get out of the way, crucian carp!"

Lu Ziyin was pinned down, unable to exert any strength, and couldn't break free. Desperate, he could only reach out and grab his father's trouser legs, begging, "Dad, please don't hit him, I beg you, please don't hit him, hit me instead, I was the one who initiated it."

"Carp, let me go."

Yu Jing clenched his teeth tightly, and there was a taste of blood in his mouth: "It's okay."

Lu Xicheng: "You're showing off your youthful spirit, huh? Today I'm going to beat you two up, and see if you dare to mess around with me again!"

"Stop fighting, or something bad will happen." Mrs. Lu wanted to step forward to stop her husband, but was stopped by Lu Xixiao who was watching from the side.

"Xiao Wu, stop him quickly."

Lu Xixiao said lightly, "You can't kill him."

Lu Xixiao, his uncle, couldn't accept Lu Ziyin's situation just as much as his second brother. He was even more homophobic. If he were his second brother, he would be even more severe. It would be best if the relationship between the two could be abruptly severed. Regardless of whether the relationship could be broken off or not, they deserved the beating. It would also be a good way to see how determined they were.

On one side is Lu Xixiao's family, and on the other side is his friend's brother and his own teammate. All Wen Li can do is help deal with the injury.

If they were heterosexual, Wen Li would be in a position to help them.

Homosexuals... can't be killed anyway.

Lu Ziyin's father felt worse than being beaten with a stick.

Lu Ziyin burst into tears and kept begging his father.

After hitting the two with more than ten sticks in one breath, he still failed to disperse them. Looking at the two like this, Lu Xicheng suddenly lost his energy. A feeling of powerlessness filled him, and he could no longer swing the stick in his hand.

"You, you two..."

He pointed his stick at the two men and was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Yu Jin calmed down a little and got up from Lu Ziyin. It was such a simple action, but it was difficult and painful for Yu Jin to do it.

After Yu Ji woke up, Lu Ziyin quickly stood up and tremblingly supported Yu Ji, tears still on his face: "How are you, Crucian carp?"

Yu Jin swallowed the blood in his mouth, wanting to tell Lu Ziyin that he was fine, but some blood still flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing him being beaten and vomiting blood, Lu Ziyin's tears that had just stopped welled up again, panicking and anxious: "You, you're bleeding."

Yu Ji raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"I'm fine..."

He gently pushed Lu Zinyin's hand away, endured the severe pain and continued to straighten his waist. He couldn't stop gasping in pain, but still insisted on straightening his waist and kneeling in front of Lu Xicheng.

He breathed rapidly and said to Lu Ziyin's parents, "...Uncle and Aunt, I know you can't accept it, but I can only apologize to you. No matter how hard you hit me today, I won't back down even a little bit, not in the future, not in this life."

Lu Ziyin also knelt upright, standing shoulder to shoulder with Yu Jin. He had never dared to disobey his father, but now he said to his father with a desperate attitude: "Dad, even if you kill me today, I will not leave him."

Upon hearing this, Lu Xicheng angrily raised his stick and shouted at Lu Ziyin, "Then I will beat you to death today, you who have brought disgrace upon our family!"

Facing his son's extremely determined eyes, Lu Xicheng suddenly lost the strength to swing the stick in his hand.

"Xiaobao." Upon seeing this, Madam Lu rushed into the battlefield and came to Lu Ziyin's side. With tears in her eyes, she said to the two of them, "You are still young and lack discernment. Have you been led and influenced by those fans, resulting in incorrect views and judgments?"

Yu Jin looked at Lu Ziyin's mother and told her clearly, "I knew myself long before I had a club or fans, so I can tell you with certainty, no."

Everyone present, including Lu Ziyin, was surprised or astonished by Yu Jin's answer. It hadn't been just one or two years...

Mrs. Lu turned to look at her son: "Xiaobao, you?"

Lu Ziyin withdrew his gaze from the lingering fear on his face and said to his mother, "Mom, I'm not smart enough, but I'm not stupid. I can tell whether I like men or women. I'm not a child anymore. I won't be deliberately led astray by others. I can also take responsibility for my own choices and actions. We have considered all the consequences and we will bear them ourselves. No matter how difficult this road is, I will walk with him. I will not regret this day."

"You dare to say that, you..." Lu Xicheng was so angry that he raised the stick again, but both of them had stubborn and determined expressions, and were fearless.

Lu Xicheng was so angry that he smashed the stick in his hand hard on the ground.

Lu Xixiao, who had been watching from the sidelines, saw that his second brother could no longer fight. He finally spoke up and said in a calm tone, "Let them talk."

As soon as the words came out, several people looked at him at the same time.