Father is a villainous Buddhist disciple? He'll just be beaten into the light of the righteous

Three hours is neither a long nor a short time.

Shen Ji has the body of a child; he must eat when he's hungry, and then he must sleep after eating—it's impossible to control him.

So after he had eaten and drunk his fill, he soon fell asleep on the sofa.

Shen Jiyuan glanced at him coldly and ignored him. Instead, Uncle Zhong went to get a small blanket and covered him with it. Shen Jiyuan didn't say anything about it.

Uncle Zhong felt he couldn't show favoritism, so he politely asked Su Luo, "Miss Su, does your child need to sleep?"

Su Luo's expression changed when he said "your child." She hesitated for a moment, then shook her head and said, "No need, thank you."

Uncle Zhong nodded and said nothing more.

Shen Jiyuan stood up coldly, and without even glancing at the others, walked straight to the study.

After he left, the chubby boy tugged at Su Luo's sleeve, looking somewhat lost. "Mommy, does Daddy not like me?"

Su Luo's eyes were gloomy. She gripped the chubby boy's hand tightly, completely unaware that her strength had turned the boy's wrist red.

The little chubby boy's eyes welled up with tears from the pain, and he burst into tears, "Mommy, waaaah, you hurt me!"

Su Luo suddenly came to her senses and abruptly released her grip.

She looked up at Uncle Zhong, and seeing that he didn't react, she went to comfort the little fat boy, "Baby, I'm sorry, Mommy was distracted, Mommy didn't mean to."

The chubby boy sobbed, and Uncle Zhong spoke up at the right moment, "Miss Su, the young master prefers quiet, so it's best not to disturb him."

Su Luo smiled awkwardly, "I understand. I'll take the child out for a walk now. Can I stay outside in the greenhouse?"

Uncle Zhong nodded. "Of course."

After thanking her, Su Luo carried the chubby boy out of the living room and into the greenhouse.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, she quickly took out her phone and made a call.

Unbeknownst to her, Shen Jiyuan's icy gaze was fixed intently on her through the floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor.

*

When Shen Ji woke up, he was no longer in the living room, but was sleeping on a large bed.

He was stunned for a moment, then yelled at the top of his lungs, "Yay? Yay, where are you?"

Sijiu's voice came through my mind: "Stop howling! Your bastard father kicked me out. I'm in the yard outside."

【ha?】

He raised his little hand to check the time; he had actually slept for three hours.

"Where is this?" Shen Ji asked, puzzled. Wasn't he in the living room?

Sijiu said, "The butler carried you to the guest room. Shen Jiyuan is in the living room now, and Su Luo and her son are also there. Do you want to go downstairs?"

"The expert report is out?"

【Um. 】

Shen Ji climbed out of bed, put on his shoes, and ran downstairs.

Seeing him come down, Shen Jiyuan looked up at him and said, "Come here."

Shen Ji walked over with a sullen face and asked coldly, "Where did you put my parents?"

"Yay... Dad?" Shen Jiyuan was almost laughing in exasperation.

Shen Ji narrowed his eyes.

"Young Master," Uncle Zhong said with a smile, "your dog is playing in the yard."

Shen Ji knew, of course, that Si Jiu was in the courtyard; he just wanted to pick a fight with Shen Jiyuan.

Shen Jiyuan had no patience to waste words with him, so he picked up his clothes and placed them on the sofa like a winter melon, "Sit down."

Shen Ji crossed his arms and leaned back on the sofa, mimicking his posture. "Have the paternity test results come back yet?"

Shen Jiyuan gave a lazy "hmm".

Shen Jidao said, "Oh, then just give me a straight answer, do you admit it or not?"

Shen Jiyuan looked down at him and chuckled, "Are you so sure you're my son?"

Shen Ji scoffed, "Isn't my face enough to explain everything?"

Shen Jiyuan paused for a moment, but surprisingly did not refute.

This face is indeed more convincing than any paternity test report.

He picked up a file folder from the coffee table, tossed one of the documents to Su Luo, and a dangerous, oppressive glint appeared in his deep eyes. "Miss Su, shouldn't you give me an explanation?"

Su Luo's expression changed.

She glanced at Shen Jiyuan, then hurriedly picked up the file folder, pulled out the document, and looked at it. The clear words "Excluding Shen Jiyuan as Su Qi's biological father" made her hand tremble violently.

She stared wide-eyed in disbelief. How...how could this be?!

Didn't she switch the samples?

How is that possible?

Shen Jiyuan's voice was like a demon crawling out of hell, "Miss Su, I, Shen Jiyuan, am no good person. Since you have the guts to lie to me, you must be prepared to bear all the consequences, right?"

Su Luo's expression changed drastically; she could no longer pretend. She suddenly knelt on the carpet, "Mr. Shen! I'm so sorry!"

"I was blinded by greed, I coveted Mrs. Shen's position!"

"I was wrong, I'm so sorry!"

"Please, please let me go!"

Shen Jiyuan said in a dark voice, "So, that woman four years ago was your sister, Su Qian?"

"Yes...yes." Su Luo trembled like a leaf. "But she's already dead. I...I was just being vain, that's why I impersonated my sister to claim kinship."

"sorry."

"Mr. Shen, please, for my sister's sake, let me go!"

"I will never bother you again."

Shen Jiyuan suddenly smiled like a very easy-going gentleman, "Alright, you can go now."

Su Luo was taken aback. "Wh-what?"

Shen Jiyuan didn't give her a chance to speak, and waved his hand at Uncle Zhong, "Uncle Zhong, kick them out."

"I never want to see this person again."

Uncle Zhong nodded slightly and gestured for Su Luo to proceed, "Miss Su, please."

Su Luo was puzzled as to when Shen Jiyuan had become so agreeable.

But now that she could run, she naturally wouldn't stay and be tormented by this living devil. She scrambled to her feet and grabbed the chubby boy, ready to run away.

Although the chubby boy had no idea what was happening, he could sense that he could no longer live here.

I can't live in such a big house, I can't eat delicious food, and I don't have a rich dad.

Everything was no longer his.

The chubby boy glared angrily at Shen Ji on the sofa, clenching his little fists viciously. It was all his fault!

It's all that brat's fault! If it weren't for his appearance, how could he have lost everything!

"It's all your fault!!"

The chubby boy suddenly broke free from Su Luo's grasp, clenched his fist, grabbed a fruit knife from the coffee table, and stabbed at Shen Ji, yelling, "It's all your fault! It's all your fault!"

"Give me back my father!"

Everyone was startled by his sudden action; almost no one expected that such a young child would stab someone with a knife.

But what was even more unexpected was that Shen Ji kicked the knife out of the little fat boy's hand with just one kick.

He leaped off the sofa like a crow taking off in an airplane, landing directly on the chubby boy.

"Wow!" Shen Ji, straddling the chubby boy, punched him repeatedly. "He dares to use a knife to attack people at such a young age. Who knows what kind of trouble he'll get into in the future?"

"If your mother won't teach you, I, your patriarch, will teach you what the 'Criminal Law of the People's Republic of China' is!"

"You fat bastard! According to Article 232 of the Criminal Law of the People's Republic of China, those who intentionally kill someone with serious circumstances can be sentenced to death!"

Do you know what the death penalty is?

"It's like the police officer shooting you in the head and blowing your head open!" He poked the chubby boy's head with his finger. "You'll have a huge hole here, and the water and blood inside your head will gush out. You'll die a horrible death!"

The chubby boy was stunned by the beating and cried out, "Waaah, I don't want my head to split open! Mommy, save me! Daddy...waaah..."

Shen Jiyuan: "..."

He looked at Shen Ji in surprise. This kid actually knew about criminal law?

Is he a three-year-old child?