Chapter 3 Light Touch

Little Eldest couldn't stop what was happening in time, he could only first help Little Third up with a look of heartache on his face,

"Tell Big Brother, where does it hurt?"

"Here... and here," Little Third sobbed, pointing at his butt and little leg.

Tang Little Eldest rolled up Little Third's trousers to take a look and was shocked, "!"

A large bruise had formed on Little Third's tender little leg, bluish-purple and strikingly noticeable!

Tang Little Eldest clenched his little fists, burning with rage.

He had not wanted his younger brother to go out and stir up trouble, but now, it seemed, not only would he not stop him, he'd even indulge him!

How dare they bully Little Third as if he had no one to stand up for him?!

"It's okay, Little Third, your brother will blow on it and the pain will go away."

Little Third nodded sadly, "... Yeah."

Meanwhile, Tang Little Second had chased Shen Jiaoyue out of the train station.

Seeing her about to get into a car, he charged in front of Shen Jiaoyue, his tone both fierce and childish,

"Ugly woman, who gave you the guts to bully my brother?"

Ugly woman?

Shen Jiaoyue's elegant eyebrows twisted in anger as she glared at Tang Little Second.

She wanted to slap him away!

But considering Bo Yanchen was in the car, she needed to maintain a good impression in front of him and act like someone who liked children.

So, she glared at Tang Little Second several times in secret and whispered fiercely,

"Who are you calling ugly?!"

"You! Not only are you ugly, but you're old and mean too! Ugly, old, and mean, you're beyond help!"

Tang Little Second finished speaking and took out a small sharp knife from his pocket, then started making circles around the luxury car.

Witnessing large scratches appearing on the black luxury car, Shen Jiaoyue's eyes popped,

"Naughty kid, stop it right now! Do you know whose car this is to dare scratch it? Have you no fear for your life!"

Shen Jiaoyue said as she tried to stop him, and Tang Little Second dodged. She chased after him, and Tang Little Second led Shen Jiaoyue on a merry chase around the car like they were playing a game.

Bo Yanchen was sitting in the car; he had come specifically to pick up Shen Jiaoyue.

Seeing what was happening, he frowned and said to Zhou Sheng, "Go check it out."

"Yeah."

Zhou Sheng was about to push the car door and get out when suddenly—

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

After four loud noises, the body of the car 'clunked' and sunk sharply!

"Ah—" Shen Jiaoyue's scream pierced the sky.

Bo Yanchen's brows tightened as he pushed open the car door and got out.

Looking at the scene in front of him, his brows locked tight, "..."

The four tires had separated from the car body, emitting thick smoke as they rolled away.

The luxury car lay like a dead dog, lifelessly sprawled on the ground!

A small boy, not even as tall as his waist, wearing a mask, was standing in front of Shen Jiaoyue, acting tough,

"This young master is new here today, so I'm not going to seriously hold you accountable, but if you dare to bully my brother again, I won't be nice! Ugly! Old! Mean! Humph!"

Bo Yanchen: "..." A kid at such a young age calling himself a young master, where did he get the audacity?

And this isn't him holding someone accountable seriously?

If he were to get serious, what kind of destructive power would he have?

Whose wild child was this, causing so much mischief and acting so unruly?!

The little guy didn't realize whom he had provoked and, after warning Shen Jiaoyue, turned around and walked away with his little face held high.

Suddenly, someone grabbed his collar from behind, and immediately his feet left the ground.

Tang Little Second frowned and flailed his legs, protesting,

"Who?! Let go of me at once!"

Bo Yanchen's face clouded over as he held up Tang Little Second, turning him around to face him,

"Who are you calling young master?" His tone was neither warm nor hot, but carried an undertone of chill.

"I..." Tang Little Second, wearing a mask, started but then stopped, stunned!

Oh my, how come this uncle looks so much like him and his big brother? It's like they were enlarged versions of them!

Could it be, could this man possibly be their absentee father who was only responsible for siring but not raising them?

But their absentee dad was supposed to be dead, wasn't he?

Mommy said that their daddy had bad luck and died young from an illness.

It must just be a resemblance!

Tang Little Second thought for a moment, his long eyelashes fluttered a few times, and he said assertively,

"Considering you resemble my daddy, I'll let you off this time. Put me down quickly, or else I won't be polite! Let me tell you, when I get angry, it's quite scary!"

He even made a grotesque face at Bo Yanchen, with a 'wah' sound to emphasize his point.

Tell me, are you scared?

Bo Yanchen's expression grew a few degrees colder.

Such a young age, yet such a big mouth!

If it weren't for this little guy's brows and eyes, which were visible outside his mask and almost identical to his son Baby Shen, softening his heart a bit, he would have already called the police!

"Do you realize that your actions today have broken the law?"

"It was that ugly, old, bad woman who provoked me first!"

Suddenly mentioned, Shen Jiaoyue: "…"

Who is old, ugly, and bad? Ahhhh—

Bo Yanchen said coldly, "Whatever the reason, what you did was wrong!"

Tang Little Second frowned, "You're not my daddy, what right do you have to control me? Who are you, anyway?"

Bo Yanchen displeased, "Where are your parents?"

He didn't want to argument with a child, but he couldn't just let the child's guardians off the hook.

The car he'd just picked up was worth fifty million and had been wrecked on the very first day; he definitely wanted an explanation.

And...

The four still-smoking tires looked as if they had been destroyed by a precision bomb.

Could a child play with bombs?

Or was someone using the child to plot against him?

For safety's sake, he had to investigate this clearly.

Upon hearing that he was going to look for his parents, Tang Little Second became a bit flustered.

All mischievous children are the same, they all fear calling in their parents!

Tang Little Second was no exception. He feared nothing in heaven or earth; he would even dare to call the King of Hell "brother". But he was afraid of his mommy!

His mommy never hit him. He wasn't afraid of being beaten by her, but he feared making his mommy sad because of him.

Losing his earlier arrogance, Tang Little Second pursed his lips and said:

"If you want to find someone, go find my daddy. My mommy's busy and doesn't have time to see you."

Bo Yanchen looked away, coincidentally, he also disliked dealing with women.

"Where is your daddy?"

"My daddy? He's in hell, the eighteenth level of hell. You better hurry down to find him."

Bo Yanchen: "…"

Shen Jiaoyue took the chance to interject,

"This brat is so ill-mannered! Achen, he is cursing you to go to hell! Just look at his shabby clothes; clearly, he's from a poor family that raised a wild child! Bad waters breed bad fish; no manners at all!"

"Ha! So you have manners? You're bullying a five-year-old child at your age. How did your mother teach you?!" Tang Little Second retorted, not to be outdone.

At your age?

Shen Jiaoyue was about to explode with anger, "I am only twenty-eight this year!"

"Ah? Really? I couldn't tell at all. I thought you were eighty-eight."

"You…"

"Shut up, will you? If you provoke me further, I might just have to educate you on behalf of your parents."

As Tang Little Second finished speaking, his phone watch suddenly rang.

It was a call from his beloved mommy.

She must have come out of the bathroom and not seen him, getting anxious by now.

Tang Little Second couldn't bear to let his precious mommy worry, so he looked at Bo Yanchen,

"Young master I have something to attend to, and can't play with you any longer, bye-bye!"

After saying this, Tang Little Second gave a kick, threw up his hands, and wriggled out from the jacket, performing a perfect "slip away from the shell" escape.

"The jacket is a gift for you! You're welcome!" After saying that, the little guy dashed away, vanishing into the crowd in an instant.

Bo Yanchen looked at the empty jacket in his hand, his expression growing even darker.

"Go check that child's information, then bring his parents to me! Also, have someone look into how those four tires exploded!"

"Yes!" Zhou Sheng immediately signalled the bodyguards to head into the train station.

Bo Yanchen turned his head to look at Shen Jiaoyue, displeased,

"Why did he say you bullied his brother?"

Shen Jiaoyue put on an innocent expression,

"How could I possibly bully a child? His brother thought I looked like someone with money, wanting to scam me. If you don't believe me, ask my agent.

This child is lying at such a young age. It's obvious his parents are no good. Bad waters breed bad fish. The child is like this, and the parents can't be much better.

If you ask me, you shouldn't even meet with his parents. Just throw their entire family in jail, give them life sentences, and call it even!"

Bo Yanchen looked at her with a cold face, a clear disdain in his eyes, and ignored her.