686: Cousin Lin Xuan, 〒▽〒 you are so pitiful~~~ [3,000 chapters asking for gifts~~]

"What??? (・◇・)???"

"What's going on? What's wrong with Aunt and Uncle's family? Why are they all looking at me like that?"

Lin Xuan muttered to himself, his brows slightly furrowed.

He put down his red wine glass and tentatively asked:

"Um... Uncle, Aunt, what's wrong with you two?"

"Is there something on my face?"

Tang Guoan's expression became even more complex upon hearing this.

He took a deep breath, walked forward, patted Lin Xuan's shoulder, and said in a heavy tone:

"Xiao Xuan! Uncle is so sorry..."

"Back then, I was blinded by greed, and I wronged you. Uncle apologizes to you..."

As Tang Guoan spoke, he was about to bow, but Lin Xuan, who was completely bewildered, instinctively held him up.

"Uncle, what are you...?"

Lin Xuan was dumbfounded.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Xu Shuyun wiping away tears with a silk scarf, Tang Waner clutching her phone, her face pale, Tang Chuan's eyes red, and even the usually tough Tang Hao turned his face away... Lin Xuan: "(ΩДΩ)???????"

"Xiao Xuan, we wronged you before, we didn't believe you."

"You suffered! Whenever I think about this, Auntie's heart... my heart aches!"

Xu Shuyun walked forward, ( 灬ꈍꈍ 灬) her eyes tearful, her voice somewhat choked.

"Huh?" Lin Xuan was even more confused, completely clueless about the situation, "Wronged me? Wronged me about what?"

Tang Familys Third Young Master also came over at this moment, looking indignant:

"Cousin, that kid Xiao Xiong gave false testimony against you back then, causing you to be kicked out of the house."

"Don't worry, this time we will definitely get justice for you!"

Tang Hao nodded repeatedly, sincerely apologizing:

"Cousin Lin Xuan! We were wrong before, we didn't believe you, and we even wronged you."

"Now that we all know the truth, we feel extremely guilty."

"If you want to hit me or scold me, come at me! I will not talk back or retaliate!"

Tang Ling's eyes were teary, feeling wronged by Lin Xuan's experience, and she rushed forward to hug him.

"Cousin Lin Xuan, 〒▽〒 you are truly too pitiful~~~"

"More pitiful than me~~~ Wuwuwu~~~~~"

And at this moment, Tang Waner was undoubtedly the most guilty among them... Her eyes were slightly red, her voice somewhat choked, and she didn't even dare to look Lin Xuan directly in the eye... "Xiao Xuan... I'm sorry, it's my fault as your Cousin, I caused you to suffer such great grievance."

"That child Xiao Xiong... sigh, it's all my fault for not raising him well. I will personally bring him over to apologize to you!"

Hearing this, Lin Xuan finally understood.

Although he didn't know the exact reason.

It seemed that his predecessor's incident of being framed by the brat had been discovered by Aunt and Uncle's family, and they were now filled with remorse... No wonder the atmosphere suddenly became so sentimental~~~~~

However, Lin Xuan didn't feel any "vindicated" joy about this.

After all, it was his predecessor who was wronged, not him. He was too lazy to waste his time and energy on that hyperactive brat...

So, he casually waved his hand, magnanimously indicating that what's past is past! He had long forgotten the past unpleasantness! And he would never quibble with a child!

As soon as these words came out, Tang Guoan and the others felt even more ashamed and mortified.

The other party had clearly suffered so much injustice, yet he was still so broad-minded, treated others with generosity, and let bygones be bygones with a smile.

Compared to Lin Xuan, how ugly and despicable they were!!!

He really... I'm crying my eyes out o(╥﹏╥)o... Especially Tang Waner, she felt an unspeakable discomfort in her heart.

She made up her mind that after returning, she would definitely help Cousin Lin Xuan vent his anger, and that a certain Good Son must intensely experience... PAIN!!!!!

...At this moment, in a second-grade classroom.

Sunlight streamed through the window, scattering across the classroom floor, and the air was filled with a faint scent of chalk dust.

This place, which originally belonged to the joyful laughter of children, was now shrouded in a suppressive atmosphere.

A robust-looking little boy.

Stood in the center of the classroom, hands on his hips, a defiant arrogance on his face that was unbefitting his age... The little boy's name was Tang Xiong, and he was the Tang Family's precious grandson.

He was usually spoiled rotten, completely lawless, and had become the "little tyrant" of the class.

"You, stand up!"

Xiao Xiong suddenly pointed at a thin little girl in the front row, his tone full of command.

The little girl timidly raised her head, her eyes already filled with tears of fear.

Her name was Xiaoyu, and she was the quietest and most well-behaved child in the class.

She never caused trouble, but today she was inexplicably targeted by Xiao Xiong.

"I... did I do something wrong?"

Xiaoyu's voice trembled as she tried to plead for mercy.

"Do something wrong?" Xiao Xiong sneered, strode up to Xiaoyu, and yanked her out of her seat, "Sitting here is your mistake!"

"This is my territory, who told you to sit here?"

Xiaoyu stumbled from the yank, almost falling, and tears finally couldn't be held back.

She sobbed softly, but dared not resist, only looking helplessly at the other classmates around her, seeking help.

Unfortunately, the other children in the classroom all lowered their heads, not daring to make a sound.

They had long witnessed the "might" of the little tyrant, and no one dared to provoke him.

Moreover, Xiao Xiong's maternal grandparents were famous important figures in Modu, wealthy and influential, and even the teachers turned a blind eye to him... "Why are you crying? Weakness is the original sin!"

"Aunt Tang Rou told me that you weaklings deserve to be bullied by me! Who told you to be weaker than me?"

Xiao Xiong proudly lifted his chin, his tone full of disdain.

As he spoke, he forcefully pushed Xiaoyu.

Xiaoyu lost her balance and fell directly to the ground, her knee hitting the floor, causing her to gasp in pain... "Hahahaha, look, how weak she is! Hahahaha..."

"You children of the lower class, you are born to be bullied by me!"

"I am your master, understand?"

Xiao Xiong pointed at Xiaoyu, who had fallen to the ground, laughing heartily, bending over backward.

The classroom was silent, only Xiaoyu's sobs and Xiao Xiong's arrogant laughter echoed in the air.

The other children were angry but dared not speak, only clenching their fists silently, a holding your breath feeling in their hearts.

Seeing that no one dared to resist, Xiao Xiong became even more smug.

He walked to the podium and kicked over the teacher's chalk box, scattering chalk all over the floor.

Then he stepped on the chalk, as if he were the "king" of this classroom.

"You weaklings, from now on, you all have to walk around me when you see me!"

"Otherwise, I'll hit you every time I see you!"

Xiao Xiong waved his small fists, his tone full of threats.

However, just as he was at his most arrogant and smug, he suddenly felt a chill down his spine, as if he was being targeted by some dangerous gaze.

He instinctively turned his head sharply, but found nothing in the classroom except for the classmates with their heads down.

"Strange..."

Xiao Xiong frowned, an inexplicable feeling of unease rising in his heart.

He shook his head, trying to shake off this uncomfortable feeling, but the sense of danger of being watched grew stronger and stronger.

Making him instinctively feel a little creepy (ÒωÓױ)——

..."Hmph! I must be overthinking it!"

"My maternal grandparents' family is so powerful, who would dare to do anything to me?"

Xiao Xiong, who still hadn't found anything wrong, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and comforted himself.

Immediately, he continued to strut around the classroom arrogantly!

Little did he know, an "educational storm" targeting him was quietly brewing...