Going home for Chinese New Year, I squeezed onto a bus with three energetic young women.

"No...no!"

The landlord's son completely broke down and knelt down on the ground with a thud.

He then used both hands and feet, scrambling and crawling forward, his hands grabbing wildly in the air, trying to snatch the phone from Bai Li's pocket.

He had only crawled half a step when he collapsed weakly onto the concrete ground.

His chin was scraped and bleeding, and he looked utterly disheveled.

"It's too late."

Bai Li stood still, not even bothering to dodge, and spoke in a calm tone:

"I've already sent it out."

Bai Li felt no sympathy for this idiot's life, which he had so easily destroyed.

Just now, these three generations of the family were cursing Jiaxin with insults, calling her "lower class" and even pressuring her grandmother to pay rent.

Bai Li even felt that this punishment was too lenient.

"Passing the civil service exam is the only thing I'm proud of in my life!"

The landlord's son lay on the ground, wailing loudly.

Why did you ruin me?!

Li Jiaxin scoffed:

"Did your older brother ruin you?"

"Your whole family went too far first! We're repaying you a hundredfold!"

The landlord's son paid no attention to Li Jiaxin's mockery; his mind was filled with thoughts of his own flight.

I'm begging you!

His head slammed against the ground.

"Please take that video back! Just tell your workplace that you photoshopped it yourself!"

He clasped his hands together and kowtowed desperately to Bai Li.

"I was wrong, I really know I was wrong. I shouldn't have bullied Jiaxin, and I shouldn't have accepted the old lady's money..."

"roll."

Bai Li uttered a single word, offering no further expression.

He hates these cowards who bully others by taking advantage of their power and then play the victim when things go wrong.

"It's too late to beg for mercy now."

Upon hearing Bai Li's decisive refusal, the light in the landlord's son's eyes completely went out.

He collapsed to the ground, muttering unconsciously, "It's over, it's over."

At this moment, the old woman standing to the side finally realized what was going on.

"This...this is impossible."

She pointed to Bai Li's pocket where he had his phone, her face full of astonishment:

"How could you possibly have these videos...?"

Finally, the landlord, who had remained silent until now, has made a move.

His pupils, which had been unfocused by shock, regained some light.

He then turned to look at his son lying on the ground, and then at his trembling old mother beside him.

The reactions of these two people have proven that everything is as Bai Li said.

"What on earth is going on?!" the landlord roared at the top of his lungs.

He rushed over in three strides and grabbed the old woman by the collar.

"Mom! Son! Why didn't you tell me?!"

His face was flushed, veins bulging from his forehead to his neck, and saliva was flying everywhere.

"Why?!"

He was just bragging about how his son was a reincarnation of the God of Literature, and in the blink of an eye...

His own pride has become a male model selling his buttocks, and he even got picked up by his own mother!

The old woman was shaken so badly she felt like she was falling apart, and tears streamed down her wrinkled, old skin.

"How can I tell you..."

The old woman's voice was harsh and stern, filled with unspeakable resentment:

"How could I possibly tell you something like this!"

She collapsed to the ground, slapping her thigh and sobbing uncontrollably.

"I was just as desperate in that private room!"

"I could only pretend I didn't know my grandson! I watched helplessly as those damned old women stuffed shriveled... food into my precious grandson's mouth!"

"Do you know how much pain I was in?!" the old woman wailed.

"That's my precious grandson!"

Upon hearing this, Li Jiaxin disdainfully hid behind Bai Li.

"vomit……"

She gagged, feeling worse than if she had swallowed a fly.

"Brother, what that old woman said is disgusting. I won't be able to eat dinner tonight."

Bai Li patted him twice reassuringly.

"You'll get used to it. The geniuses from Ping County always manage to push the boundaries of human potential."

Feeling the warmth from Bai Li's broad, warm hand, Jiaxin felt a sweet warmth in her heart.

This is her man; with just a few words, he exposed the true colors of this group of bullies who usually act arrogantly.

She didn't care about anyone else's life or death; her heart and mind were only focused on the man protecting her.

Grandma Jiaxin clasped her hands together and kept chanting Amitabha Buddha.

The old man had lived his whole life and had never heard of such a vile and despicable thing.

Upon hearing his grandmother recount the details of that night in front of everyone, the landlord's son, who had been kneeling on the ground, began to convulse violently.

The shock of losing his job, coupled with the complete trampling of his dignity, drove him to madness.

He grabbed and pulled at his greasy hair, tearing out several handfuls of strands.

Suddenly, without warning, he raised his head and stared at his father with a face full of resentment:

"You fucking have the nerve to say that!"

The landlord's son roared at the top of his lungs:

"If it weren't for you and that old hag spending all your earnings on singing gigs!"

"How could I possibly do such a low-class job just because I don't have the money to buy study materials for the civil service exam!"

He pointed at the landlord's nose and started cursing.

"Everyone else is signing up for training courses, but I have to borrow money to buy a question bank for just 200 yuan!"

The landlord was speechless after being scolded, his mouth agape, at a loss for what to do.

Then, the landlord's son turned his head and stared intently at his grandmother, who was lying on the ground.

His bloodshot eyes blazed with terrifying hatred, and his expression grew even more vicious.

"One night..." He held up one finger, his voice trembling uncontrollably:

"All night long!"

"Do you know how I endured that night?!"

He seemed determined to unleash all his pent-up frustrations, crying and shouting at the same time:

"That old hag, she deliberately didn't brush her teeth after eating garlic! She came over here with her mouth stinking!"

"She reeked of a foul stench! It was a mixture of unwashed urine and the smell of old age!"

The landlord's son knelt on the floor, crying and laughing at the same time, pounding the floor with his fists.

"That stinky, withered old hag just rode right up to my mouth, and she even proudly told me that I taught her these disgusting tricks!!!"

"And what about you!" he screamed, pointing at the old woman.

"As my own grandmother, you just stood by and watched! You didn't dare utter a single word!"

"Do you know what those experiences were like?!"

This accusation echoed through the bungalow.

Li Jiaxin rolled her eyes as she listened. She stood on tiptoe and whispered in Bai Li's ear to complain.

"Dude, this guy's even picky about sex. Looking like that, how can he expect to pick up a normal person?"

Bai Li patted her head: "After all, she is a literary star descended to earth, so she is delicate and precious."

This joke, when it reached the landlord's son's ears, became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

He had originally passed the civil service exam and was full of hope that he could turn his life around and trample all the humiliations he had suffered in the past under his feet.

"I've endured this humiliation for so long!" the landlord's son roared to the sky.

"I finally passed the exam! Soon I'll be living a good life!"

"It's all destroyed now!"

"It's all destroyed!"

He got up from the ground and wandered around the room like a headless fly.

He was both crying and laughing, muttering to himself.

"No more government-affiliated jobs... no more government jobs... I'm not going to work anymore... Hahahaha..."

He has completely gone mad.

After stopping, he stared straight ahead.

Then, with arms outstretched, he looked exactly like a mentally challenged child, spinning and dancing in place:

"What are Daddy's and Mommy's names?"

He sang nursery rhymes at the top of his lungs, his voice sharp and piercing.

Then, he pointed at the old woman and roared viciously:

"Dad's mom called for her grandson to be ridden by other old ladies in a ladybug!"

The only sound in the room was his manic laughter.

The landlord stood there, panting heavily.

The scene before him was also hard for him to accept.

His son, whom he was so proud of, was a college student, but he turned out to be a male prostitute.

His own mother met a grandson who was a gigolo, but was treated like a piece of trash by other old ladies!

He raised his hand and swung his arm:

"Snapped!"

A solid slap landed hard on his son's face.

This slap was delivered with all its might, sending the landlord's son flying.

"Fuck your mother!"

The landlord's eyes were bloodshot, and he was yelling and cursing at the top of his lungs:

"What a blasphemous thing! What kind of crap are you singing?!"