I met a yandere rich girl online using fake photos, and she kidnapped me.

Lin An asked, "Was I holding you too tightly?"

Huo Nianci said in a commanding tone, "No rush, hurry upstairs."

"Okay," Lin An said, slightly out of breath, as he carried Huo Nianci upstairs.

Fortunately, Huo Nianci wasn't very heavy, so Lin An walked up easily and quickly reached 301.

He took out his key, opened the door, and put Huo Nianci down from his back.

At this moment, the bodyguard quickly bent down and put the high heels on her.

Lin An led Huo Nianci inside, where several bodyguards were waiting in the hallway.

In the living room, Lin An immediately spotted his younger sister, Lin Ping.

She was sitting next to the old coffee table in the living room, with an exercise book and several pens spread out in front of her, writing something with her head down.

Hearing the noise at the door, she looked up.

Her eyes were red-rimmed, and the tip of her nose was red too.

The moment she saw Lin An appear at the door, her lips trembled, and then tears streamed down her face.

"Brother..." she whispered, "You're back..."

Lin An couldn't bear to see his sister cry.

He strode over, squatted down beside the coffee table, and gently wiped away the tears on her face: "What's wrong? Tell me."

Lin Ping sniffed, her voice broken: "I tried to persuade Dad... to stop gambling... but he wouldn't listen."

"They even took all the money you kept in the drawer..."

Her shoulders trembled as she huddled inside her oversized loungewear.

She lowered her head, tears falling onto her homework.

Lin An looked at his younger sister, her face streaked with tears.

Looking at her sickly and thin body and her bloodshot eyes, a surge of anger welled up inside me.

But before he could speak, Huo Nianci's voice rang out from beside him: "Pingping, where's your dad playing cards?"

Lin An turned around and saw Huo Nianci standing at the doorway, her face cold.

As everyone knows, Huo Nianci can't stand seeing Lin An with other women, otherwise her possessiveness will flare up.

The only exception so far is Lin Ping.

Perhaps it was Lin Ping's face, which bore a resemblance to Lin An's.

Perhaps it was because Lin Ping was a pitiful patient.

But no matter what, when Huo Nianci saw Lin Ping, the first feeling that arose in her heart was always pity.

At this moment, looking at Huo Nianci's cold face.

Lin An stood up, walked up to her, and said, "Nianci, I'll handle this."

Huo Nianci turned her gaze from Lin Ping to Lin An: "To deal with someone like this who's wasting his life on frivolous pursuits, we should do as I say and chop off his hands. However..."

She paused for a moment: "Given that he's your and Pingping's father, let's just break one of his fingers. I'll cover all his lost wages and all that."

Upon hearing this, Lin Ping was completely stunned.

She hadn't expected her sister-in-law to be so fierce, considering how gentle she had been the last time she saw her.

Lin An didn't react much, after all, Huo Nianci had previously tried to cut off one of Lin Dayou's hands.

Now, he simply took her hand and pulled her aside slightly: "Nianci, I know you're doing this for Pingping's sake, and also for mys."

"But I can handle this. You stay here and keep an eye on Pingping, I'll go and drag him back."

Looking into Lin An's determined eyes, Huo Nianci knew that he had not accepted her opinion.

She paused for a few seconds, then finally gave up on her idea: "Okay, go ahead. But you need to bring bodyguards."

Lin An nodded: "Okay, then please stay here with Pingping. I'll be back soon."

After saying that, Lin An turned to leave, but Huo Nianci grabbed his arm again.

Huo Nianci opened her arms and wrapped them around his waist, pressing her entire body against his chest.

Then she looked up, tapped Lin An on the neck, and said, "Go early and come back early. If there are any problems, let the bodyguards handle them."

Lin An lowered his head and looked into Huo Nianci's eyes, which were filled with longing for him. He couldn't help but reach out and tidy up the stray hairs beside her forehead. He said, "I know."

At this moment, Lin Ping, watching her brother and sister-in-law showing affection on the sofa, had a hint of smugness in her eyes.

My sister-in-law loves my brother so much.

Then I'm relieved.

Lin An and Huo Nianci hugged for a while, and Lin Ping told Lin An that his father was at Uncle Liu's house in Unit 2, Room 501, Building 7.

So Lin An rushed over with his bodyguards.

The three walked briskly through the residential area and soon arrived at the door of apartment 501 in building 7.

Without hesitation, Lin An raised his fist and pounded on the door.

The noisy shouting inside stopped for a moment.

Then a woman's voice rang out, carrying a deliberate air of allure: "Who is it...?"

Footsteps approached, clattering softly, and the door opened.

The woman leaned against the door frame, wearing a black tank top and a leopard-print mini skirt.

Her makeup was so heavy it looked like she had a layer of putty on her face, and her bright red lips were parted in a wide grin.

She first glanced at Lin An, then looked past him at the two burly men in black suits behind her, twisted her waist, and leaned her body a little closer to the door frame.

Lin An asked expressionlessly, "Aunt Gao, is my dad playing cards here?"

The woman didn't answer directly. She twisted her waist, turned sideways, and called out into the house, "Dayou, your dad's here to call you home for dinner!"

Lin Dayou's voice soon came from inside the house: "My father has been buried long ago! Yufen, are you out of your mind?!"

"Close the door quickly, I'm about to win this round!"

Upon hearing Lin Dayou's voice, Lin An's face darkened completely.

He didn't say another word to Aunt Gao, but simply squeezed past her and strode into the living room.

The living room was filled with smoke, and a round table was covered with a green velvet cloth, with mahjong tiles scattered haphazardly on the table.

Three middle-aged men sat around a table, holding cards in their hands.

Lin Dayou stood with his back to the door, hunched over the table, his hands rummaging through the cards in front of him: "Three of bamboo, five of dots... This hand is in the bag, this hand is in the bag..."

Lin An stood at the living room doorway, took a deep breath, and shouted, "Lin Dayou!"

Upon hearing this sound, Lin Dayou's hand trembled violently, and the cards in his hand scattered all over the table.

Then he flipped backward, chair and all, and fell to the ground with a thud.

He turned to look at Lin An standing in the doorway, opened his mouth, paused for two seconds, and then said, "Holy crap... it really is my dad..."

Lin An didn't move, just stood there looking at Lin Dayou, who was still sitting on the ground: "Get up and come home with me."

Lin Dayou got up from the ground, dusted off his bottom, then bent down to pick up a mahjong tile that had been scattered on the table, and examined it in his hand.

He sat down again, moved the chair forward, and looked up at Lin An: "Dad, after this game, I'll leave."

Lin An ignored Lin Dayou's strange way of addressing him and interrupted him directly: "Are you leaving or not?"

"I said I'd leave after this game, can't you just let me finish it?"

When Lin An heard that he was going to hit him again, a surge of anger welled up in his chest.

He took two steps forward, stood by the round table, looked at his father who was still sitting in his chair, reluctant to put down his cards, and roared:

"How could the Lin family produce such a useless father!"

"You never give your son a moment's peace. Look at other dads, can't you learn from them?"