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

The Yu family's villa is just too perfect. Shen Ji circled the wall several times but couldn't even find a dog hole. He sat down on a small stone next to him in frustration and sighed.

Shang Yao watched him wriggle around like a dung beetle for a long time, not knowing what he was trying to do.

Once again, doubts arose in his mind: Could Uncle Shen really have given birth to an idiot?

He pursed his lips, about to ask Shen Ji what he wanted, when a high-pitched child's voice came from beside him, "It's you!"

Shen Ji and Shang Yao turned their heads at the same time and saw a chubby little boy rolling over like a winter melon.

"It's you, you bastard!" The chubby boy glared at Shen Ji with a gloomy expression.

Shen Ji narrowed his eyes. Isn't this Su Luo's son?

What was it called again?

He kept calling him "Little Fatty," almost forgetting that he had a real name.

Shen Ji thought for a while before finally remembering the other person's name. He suddenly realized and slapped his hands together, exclaiming, "Oh, it's you! Eat shit!"

The chubby boy's face immediately darkened, and he cursed, "Shen Ji, you bastard, who the hell do you think you're calling to eat shit! My name is Chi Shi! Chi Shi!"

Shen Ji shrugged. "That's still called eating shit."

Chi Shi's eyes turned red with anger. Clenching his fists, he charged towards Shen Ji, yelling, "You little bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

"You bastard! You stole my dad, you stole my big house, you stole my delicious food!"

"I want you dead!"

Shen Ji didn't tolerate him and kicked him.

But with his small frame and little flesh, he couldn't possibly move against Chi Shi's solid body.

He kicked out, but instead of sending the person flying, he was bounced backward.

"Oh my god!" Shen Ji plopped down on the ground.

He glanced speechlessly at his tiny feet, then at Chi Shi's gourd-like figure, and was even more speechless.

Seeing him fall, Chi Shi felt even more emboldened and hurled his attack like a cannonball.

Seeing that the massive, imposing shield was about to crash down on him, Shen Ji rolled on the ground and tripped over Chi Shi's leg with his little feet.

The chubby boy immediately fell flat on his face.

Before anyone could react, Shen Ji jumped up from the ground, straddled Chi Shi with his short legs, and started punching him, saying, "Such a rude mouth at such a young age."

"Today, I'm going to teach you what civilization is."

Shen Ji swung his fist with ferocious force, "Kid, who are you calling a bastard?"

Chi Shi was writhing on the ground like a turtle, but with Shen Ji pressing down on his back, he couldn't get up at all.

He burst into tears, sobbing, "Waaaaah, Shen Ji, you bastard! Your mother is dead, your father doesn't love you, and your grandfather doesn't want you either!"

"You're a bastard!"

"You dare hit me? You're dead!"

"Waaaaah, waaaaah, Mommy, Mommy..."

His pig-like screams finally attracted the attention of many people. Su Luo was still chatting with several wealthy ladies when she heard the noise and turned around to see her son being beaten.

Her expression changed immediately, and she quickly ran out.

"stop!"

Su Luo ran to the small garden and roughly dragged Shen Ji up and pushed him backward. Shen Ji, a three-year-old child, had no strength to resist the strength of an adult.

He was pushed so hard that his head slammed against a nearby rock, and stars immediately appeared in his vision.

"hiss……"

Shen Ji thought he was about to fall to the ground, but Shang Yao pulled him up instead.

Are you alright?

Shen Ji saw stars before his eyes. He swayed unsteadily for a moment before shaking his head. "I'm fine."

"Shen Ji!"

Before Shang Yao could speak, Su Luo finally recognized who the child who had just hit someone was.

Her face darkened as she asked, "Why did you hit your brother?"

Shen Ji said coldly, "He called me a bastard, shouldn't I beat him up?"

"Your brother was just joking with you." Su Luo didn't dare to completely offend Shen Ji now, after all, he was Shen Jiyuan's acknowledged son.

If things really get ugly, given Shen Jiyuan's temper, the Su family will likely suffer.

She took a deep breath. "How could you take that seriously?"

"Besides, as the older brother, can't you be a little more considerate of your younger brother?"

"Really?" Shen Ji looked at her coldly. "Auntie born to a mistress, you're actually older than my mother, aren't you? When my mother was still alive, why didn't you ever give her any consideration?"

Su Luo's face darkened. "Who are you calling the child of a mistress?!"

Shen Ji shrugged. "Am I wrong? Everyone in this circle knows your mother was a mistress who rose to power." He shouted at the crowd that had gathered to watch the commotion, "Uncles and aunties, did you know?"

A dry cough suddenly rang out from the crowd.

Feed it.

They just came to watch the excitement and gossip, never expecting to become a just and upright judge.

Besides, how can you say something like this in front of people?

That would be so embarrassing.

Everyone looked up at the sky, some at the ground, others drank and laughed, and no one answered Shen Ji's question.

"I know."

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the crowd. Shen Ji turned his head and saw Feng Xiao gracefully walk out of the crowd and come to his side.

He nodded very politely and elegantly to Su Luo, "Miss Su, there have indeed been many rumors circulating about your Su family. Haven't you heard them?"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly realized and said, "Oh, how could I have forgotten about that?"

"Your Su family doesn't even attract much attention in the circle. Your family's gossip isn't enough to entertain people; it's just a joke."

"People might not be interested in your stories yet, sorry, you probably haven't heard of you."

He paused, then said sincerely, "Oh, I absolutely didn't mean to belittle your Su family. I was just stating the facts. Don't overthink it."

Su Luo: "..."

Putting aside Feng Xiao's family background, Su Luo couldn't bring herself to break ties with him because he had always maintained a gentle and refined demeanor.

She gritted her teeth and forced a smile, "Mr. Feng, I... I have something to do, so I'll be leaving now."

Feng Xiao nodded at her.

Su Luo was about to leave with Chi Shi when she learned that today was the birthday banquet of the Yu family patriarch, and all the guests were prominent figures in Jincheng.

She can't afford to lose face like that!

But she hadn't taken more than a few steps when a child blocked her way. "Auntie, you can't go yet!"

Su Luo's face darkened. "Get out of the way!"

Shang Yao's face turned cold. "My brother is bleeding. You have to take responsibility!"

bleed?

Feng Xiao was taken aback.

He quickly lowered his eyes to look at Shen Ji.

The light in the small garden outside was a bit dim. He hadn't seen it when he was inside, but now he noticed that Shen Ji's forehead was bleeding.

His expression changed, and he quickly squatted down, pulling Shen Ji closer to examine him. "What happened?"

Shen Ji blinked, then burst into tears, "Waaaaah, Uncle~~~ I'm so scared, waaaaah! She hit me, called me a bastard, and called Daddy a deadbeat simp, waaaaah~~~"

Su Luo: "..."

When did she say that President Shen was crazy?!