poor little understand

Although Lin Junchuo has lived in China for a long time, a large part of his career is abroad, and most of his relatives and friends are in Europe and the United States.He went to Europe for nearly a month this time, also to deal with the backlog of affairs for a long time.

Of course he knew that Lin Muting's final exam was at this time.It's just that in Lin Junchuo's view, a middle school student's exam is really a trivial matter.

Even Lin Muting's lowest grades and the fear of being eliminated from the experimental class, in Lin Junchuo's eyes, are trivial matters that can be solved by raising his hand.

He can help Lin Muting, but he hopes to experience more setbacks and tribulations when he was young, and then get back up again.

He fell more when he was young, and he will have enough strength and courage to face greater hardships in the future.Lin Junchuo could help Lin Muting for a while, but he couldn't help him forever.

After all, he was ten years older than Lin Muting, even if he recognized Lin Muting, he couldn't stay with Lin Muting all the time.

But when things came to an end, he was a little worried after all, so he deliberately came back on the day when the results came out.Unexpectedly, he encountered bad weather. Even though he hurriedly ended the video conference at the group headquarters, his flight was repeatedly delayed, and he arrived in Huaguo much later than originally scheduled.

The driver who went to pick up Lin Muting sent Lin Muting home, and stood by the elevator of Lin Muting's house. The loud crying sound from Lin Muting's house came from time to time, and the driver quickly contacted Lin Junchuo.

Although Lin Junchuo hoped that Lin Muting would experience some setbacks, Dong Jianing's beating had obviously exceeded his bottom line.

In European and American countries, parents beat their children by hand. In severe cases, parents can be directly deprived of custody and sent to prison.

Lin Junchuo followed Lin Nan, stepped into the living room, and said coldly, "Ms. Dong, it's really a good skill to beat up my 16-year-old son."

He walked to Lin Muting's side, looked at the wounds on Lin Muting's face and body, his face became more tense, he stretched out his hand to help Lin Muting up, and said to Lin Mingcheng who was still angry and worried, " It's so late, and it's stormy again, it's not appropriate to go to any hospital. There is a doctor in Qingpingyuan, and Muting is here..."

Lin Muting stared at Lin Junchuo who appeared like a god in a daze. After being hugged into Lin Junchuo's arms, tears quickly wet Lin Junchuo's thin shirt, and his arms were dead like a drowning man holding driftwood tightly hugging Lin Junchuo's waist.

Lin Junchuo patted Lin Muting on the back, and glanced at Dong Jianing, who was in a mess with snot and tears, "Why don't I take Muting to Qingpingyuan for treatment first, brother Mingcheng calm down for a few days, brother Mingcheng What do you see?"

It is quite normal to wait in line for several hours to see a doctor at Hua Guo University Hospital.What's more, today is a stormy day, and there may be more people with cold and rheumatism.

Lin Muting was beaten up by Dong Jianing just now, and he must have a strong resistance to Dong Jianing, and there is a precedent of running away from home, so it is not impossible to run out like this.

Thinking of this, Lin Mingcheng was a little embarrassed by Lin Junchuo's look, forced a smile, and glanced at his son who buried his head in Lin Junchuo's arms, "Then please trouble me, sir. What's the matter with you coming so late?" ?"

"Originally, I prepared some gifts for Brother Mingcheng." Lin Junchuo said something that he didn't believe even himself, and said in a calm voice, "Now it seems that Brother Mingcheng probably doesn't need it. He went to heal."

Dong Jianing was a little annoyed that his son had a relationship with an outsider, and was injured and had to go to someone else's home for treatment. "I will give Xiaoting medicine later, so you don't have to worry about it, sir."

"Oh, Ms. Dong, are you sure whether to give Mu Ting medicine or torture?" Lin Junchuo felt the boy in his arms tremble - his body increased his strength in holding the boy.

Lin Nan was even more impolite when he spoke. He always looked down on parents who took their anger out on their children, and said with a sarcasm, "Does Ms. Dong really want to deal with the Huaguo police?"

"What's wrong with beating my own son? He was born and raised by me. Even if I beat him to death, it's only right and proper!" Dong Jianing was still angry, and Lin Nan was not allowed to threaten her like this.

This was a bit too much, Lin Mingcheng scolded her, "How do you talk?"

Lin Junchuo sneered, "Ms. Dong is going to try. Am I capable of sending Ms. Dong to prison?"

"No matter how rich and powerful you are, the law also stipulates that even if parents kill their own children, it will take seven years." Dong Jianing was so angry today that he couldn't even listen to Lin Mingcheng's words, "My own children discipline themselves and beat their own children. Is the child still breaking the law?"

In recent years, with the popularization of the Internet, many stories of parents beating or even beating their children to death are endless.No matter how ignorant Dong Jianing was, he listened to it and knew that the criminal law stipulates that even if a family member is abused, even if he is killed, he will be punished for seven years.

Even if Lin Junchuo calls the police, can the police still control their parents to teach their children?

It's just a matter of persuasion, can the police take the child back and raise it by himself?Don't look at the many disabled beggars on the street, so many children with missing arms and legs, and those policemen are not blind, can't they see them?

These disabled beggars can't even control them. How can the police have so much free time to meddle in their family affairs.

"Ms. Dong really opened my eyes." Lin Junchuo said with more and more anger in his voice, and he said to Lin Mingcheng meaningfully, "Brother Mingcheng should pay more attention at home."

After Lin Junchuo left these words, he supported Lin Muting and left, leaving Dong Jianing with an angry expression, and standing in place with Lin Mingcheng who was a little uneasy.

After all, they still have to ask Lin Junchuo, and Lin Junchuo has been really good to Lin Muting in the past few months, Dong Jianing can't get along well with Lin Muting now, and Lin Mingcheng can only let Lin Junchuo treat him well. His son was taken away.

Lin Muting followed Lin Junchuo into the car, holding Lin Junchuo's waist tightly all the time, weeping silently, Lin Junchuo had no choice but to let him hold him, comforting him in a low voice.

Waiting for Lin Junchuo to bring Lin Muting to the bathroom door of the Hanbi mountain room, put Lin Muting on the chair in the bathroom, and coaxed him softly, "Muting, take off your clothes first, and I will deal with it for you first." wound, huh?"

The boy hung his head, his white face had several scars, and the T-shirt on his body was torn. He sat tremblingly on the chair, like a wounded little animal, which aroused more and more pity.

Lin Muting's mind was in chaos, and the wounds all over his body kept touching his pain nerves, making him aware that he was still alive.

How is he still alive.

He raised his eyes to look at the elegant man in front of him, only to realize that he was still holding on to the hem of the man's clothes. The man's shirt had been disfigured by his tears, but he still squatted in front of him with a gentle expression. There are gauze swabs and alcohol next to him to treat the wound for him.

The man in front of him is not fake, he is not dreaming, Lin Junchuo really has to come to save him and take him away from that house.

He has a family, but it's better not to have one.

Lin Muting suddenly thought, if he died tomorrow, what would be his greatest regret in this life?Even if Lin Junchuo hated him, disgusted him, hated him, would he regret that he didn't let Lin Junchuo know his intentions.

He had never had nothing, and had nothing left to lose.

Lin Muting asked very softly, "Sir, are you back?"

Lin Junchuo felt sore in his heart, and replied, "I'm sorry, I'm late."

He miscalculated Dong Jianing and his wife, and did not expect Dong Jianing to do such a thing to his son.

Lin Muting shook his head, paused for a while, and then burst into a smile, with a flash of determination in his eyes, "There are trees in mountains, and trees have branches."

Lin Junchuo's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at the scarred young man in front of him in disbelief.The young man's red-scarred face is full of desperate courage, his glass-like eyes are shining with water, shimmering, and neon light, but there is a love that cannot be mistaken, and it is full of strong sadness and despair. .

The young and clear voice continued, "Your heart pleases you, you don't know."