Marrying My Bestie's Ferocious Brother - He Calls Me His Baby!-Chapter 178: Searching My Home? If Anyone Touches My Child, They’ll Leave on a Stretcher!
Sun Youde’s face bore a triumphant cold smile.
He waved his hand.
"Search it for me!"
The remaining four staff members rushed in at once, blocking the courtyard gate.
The dirt on their feet left striking footprints on the floor tiles, pristine enough to reflect one’s image.
One of them even seemed to do it deliberately, grinding his heel forcefully on it.
The harsh sound of friction made one’s teeth ache.
"What are you doing!"
Gu Lan’s eyes were red from crying, spreading her arms to block them.
"This is our home; you can’t do as you please!"
Sun Youde stepped forward, impatiently waving his hand.
He pushed Gu Lan aside with one shove.
"Get out of the way!"
"This is a routine check by the investigation team; anyone who dares to obstruct is interfering with official duties!"
Outside, Liu Meiqin, munching on sunflower seeds, shouted gleefully:
"Did you hear that? Don’t be ignorant!"
"Search! Search thoroughly! Find whatever they’re hiding!"
The loud ruckus roused the children inside.
In Lin Wan Yi’s arms, Gu Ning’s little face wrinkled, starting to whimper uneasily.
While on the other side, Gu An lay in the small bed.
He woke up.
But he didn’t cry.
Those jet-black eyes opened wide, unblinking.
Just like that, through the crowd, he fixedly stared at Sun Youde’s face.
That gaze didn’t seem like that of a newborn baby.
It carried a chill beyond his age.
Sun Youde didn’t notice the child’s gaze.
His attention was entirely on this house that made his eyes green with envy.
"Why are you still standing around? Get to work!"
A team member rushed to the bookshelf.
He wasn’t looking for anything.
He reached out and swept an entire row of books to the ground roughly.
Papers scattered all over.
Another opened the wardrobe.
He grabbed all the neatly folded clothes, threw them to the floor.
Ignoring the dirt beneath, he stepped directly on them.
Wang Guihua watched with her heart dripping blood.
"What are you... What are you doing!"
"You’re ruining good things!"
One walked to the table and picked up a delicate white porcelain teacup.
"Oh, this cup is nice."
He weighed it, then let it go.
"Crash!"
The teacup fell to the ground, shattered to pieces.
The man feigned innocence, spreading his hands: "Oh dear, sorry, slippery hands."
Sun Youde didn’t care about his subordinates’ behavior.
His gaze greedily surveyed the room.
Then, he noticed the refrigerator in the corner.
In this era, such a thing was rarer than gold.
He quickly walked over, extending his rough hands to caress the smooth door of the refrigerator repeatedly.
That gaze of his was blatant with ownership desire, completely devoid of the dignity staff should possess.
"Refrigerator..."
He also saw the radio on the table.
"And a radio!"
He turned to the crowd outside, raising his voice:
"Everyone, look!"
"Come and see!"
"How does someone at the rank of regiment leader have so much money to buy these things!"
"Let me tell you! All of this is illegitimate! Looted!"
Liu Meiqin jumped up to agree immediately from outside:
"That’s right! Must be something wrong!"
"Director Sun! Quickly! Confiscate all these things! Hand them over to the public!"
The whole courtyard, turned into a pot of chaos.
The sound of smashing things.
Sun Youde’s roaring voice.
Liu Meiqin’s shrieking.
Gu Lan’s desperate crying.
And Gu Ning’s increasingly louder whining.
In the midst of the chaos.
A clear cold voice sounded.
Not loud.
Yet like a gust of cold wind, it instantly silenced all noise.
"This refrigerator, 280 yuan."
Everyone stopped their actions.
They turned to look in the direction of the voice.
Lin Wan Yi was still sitting where she was.
She hadn’t even stood up.
Gently soothing the restless Gu Ning in her arms, her posture elegant, as if the mess around her had nothing to do with her.
There wasn’t a trace of panic on her face.
"Paid with overseas remittance certificates, along with 120 yuan worth of industrial tickets."
"Invoice, purchase proof, all in the locked second drawer to my right."
She raised her eyes, calmly sweeping her gaze over Sun Youde.
"That Red Lantern brand radio on the table, 130 yuan, it has a receipt."
"Butterfly brand sewing machine in the corner, 160 yuan, it also has a receipt."
Her gaze fell on Sun Youde’s hand that had touched the refrigerator.
"Oh, right."
"The Shanghai-brand watch on your wrist is an old model, sold for one hundred and twenty yuan at the supply and marketing cooperative."
"Ours is the latest model, one hundred and thirty-five yuan, with full documentation."
"Do you want to verify it?"
Sun Youde’s face froze.
He didn’t expect that this seemingly fragile woman would not be scared to tears, but instead calmly account for each detail.
This composure made him inexplicably uneasy inside.
His face turned red and then white.
Being humiliated by a woman in public was more painful than being slapped.
He was furious.
"Documentation?"
He sneered, trying to justify his actions:
"Does documentation prove anything? Who knows if it’s forged!"
He waved his hand aggressively, tearing off his façade completely.
"I suspect these items are of dubious origin! They are to be seized as evidence!"
"Get over here! Move these! Take away the refrigerator, the radio, the sewing machine, move them all! Take them for investigation!"
This was no longer an investigation.
This was clearly an excuse to extort!
"You’re being unreasonable! This is outright robbery!"
Wang Guihua, who had been holding back, finally erupted.
She was a retired head nurse from the main hospital, with strong principles.
"In broad daylight, you dare move these things! Is there any respect for rules left?"
She rushed forward, arms wide open, protecting the brand new sewing machine.
"I watched Mr. Lin painstakingly save up tickets to buy this! None of you better touch it!"
"You ungrateful old hag!"
One of the subordinates blocked by her, anger rising, reached out and gave her a hard push!
Wang Guihua was old, how could she withstand such a push?
She let out a startled cry, stumbling backward.
She was about to crash into the cradle where Gu Ning slept!
"Aunt Wang!" Gu Lan screamed.
At that moment.
"Wa—ah—!"
A voice-shattering cry erupted from Gu Ning’s lips.
That cry was loud and clear, filled with immense terror.
The cry pierced through the courtyard walls, echoing throughout the residential area.
Outside, the neighbors who were originally just watching the commotion had their expressions change.
"This is too much! How can they lay a hand on the elderly!"
"The child is so little, and they’ve scared him like this!"
"Is this investigation or a home invasion? It’s no different from the bullies of the old society!"
"Bullying women and children, what kind of skill is that!"
Public opinion instantly reversed.
Sun Youde’s face couldn’t hold its composure anymore.
He felt like a clown exposed to everyone’s ridicule.
All this was because of that damned crying!
A wicked fire surged to his head.
He suddenly turned, his eyes filled with malice.
Pointing at the cradle, where Gu Ning was crying gasping for air, he roared:
"Shut up!"
"Cry again!"
"Cry again and I’ll send you and your brother to the farm for reformation!"
His face twisted in rage, he stepped toward the cradle.
"Let’s see if you dare to cry!"
He moved.
He walked toward the child.
At that instant, Lin Wan Yi also moved.
All the calm on her face crystallized into ice at this moment.
She did not shout.
Nor did she scream.
She just abruptly stood up.
Her right hand, swift as lightning, grabbed a fruit knife from the fruit plate on the table.
She had just used it to peel an apple for Gu Lan.
Sun Youde’s hand was arrogantly pointing toward the cradle.
The next second.
"Swoosh!"
A flash of cold light.
"Thud!!"
A deep, dull thud.
The fruit knife, with a fierce whoosh, sank into the solid wooden table!
The tip of the knife went in three centimeters.
The knife handle was less than half an inch from Sun Youde’s thick finger.
The entire knife vibrated intensely, emitting a buzzing sound.
The cries stopped.
The curses ceased.
Everyone’s movements froze.
Sun Youde seemed to be immobilized, stiff in place, cold sweat instantly pouring.
He could feel the chill of the blade as if it was already touching his skin.
Then.
He heard Lin Wan Yi’s voice.
The voice was soft and gentle.
Yet more biting than the wind of winter.
"Anyone who dares touch my child."
"Will regret ever having hands."
