I am chasing a rough man in the 80s
Chapter 880 It’s Hard Not to Pay Attention to the Details

Chapter 880: Chapter 880 It’s Hard Not to Pay Attention to the Details

They couldn’t get anything out of the kids, so Yu Jingting decided to try a different approach.

It’s not like they didn’t know where Chen Lun’s family lived.

He planned to show up at their doorstep.

He didn’t believe that coward had bones as tough as his sister’s, that he wouldn’t talk unless beaten into it.

Yu Jingting hadn’t even left the house when Chen Lun’s parents came knocking.

Puffed up with anger, the aunt hopped out of the car and started yelling as soon as she entered the courtyard.

"Chen Hansui, are you home?"

Calling out the name so boldly and obtrusively.

Yu Jingting snorted coldly, walked out of the courtyard, spread his legs, and blocked the door, making it clear he had no intention of letting her in.

"What strong wind blew you here?"

"Oh, Jingting is home."

The aunt’s imposing manner lessened by half at the sight of Yu Jingting, and she inwardly cursed her luck.

It was all because the man of the house wasn’t well-informed, saying Yu Jingting was too busy at the pig farm to be home. She thought Suizi would be easy to bully, so she came over.

"Auntie, you looking for me?" Suizi stood behind Yu Jingting, her smile not reaching her eyes.

The couple was dead set on venting for the sister and had no intention of being cordial to the aunt.

"Actually, it’s nothing much. Jiaojiao injured my son so severely he’s hospitalized, and I was thinking, since we’re all relatives, we should sit down and talk over any insurmountable issues."

The aunt looked at Yu Jingting warily.

Everyone at the Chen Family had had a taste of what Yu Jingting was capable of.

This guy could really make trouble on a whim. Had she known he would be here, she wouldn’t have come.

Suizi sneered.

"Auntie, you really have a way with words. With my man here, please, take a seat and have a chat. Without my man at home, you’d probably have gone for the softer target and pinched me, right?"

"What are you talking about..." said the aunt, her face showing her guilt.

"How badly is Chen Lun hurt?" Suizi asked.

"He’s in the car, can’t move. I’m about to take him to the hospital."

Yu Jingting strode to the car, opened the door, and saw the lump moaning on the seat.

Uh...

No wonder the aunt was so angry. Compared to the bruises on Jiaojiao and Huahua, Chen Lun’s injuries were indeed worse; Huahua had pummeled him into a pig face.

Already a bit chubby, his face now adorned with various colors, it was actually quite comical.

"Oh, quite the injury you got there. Come on, big brother will take a look."

Yu Jingting reached out and pressed down on Chen Lun’s injured face.

"Ow!" Chen Lun screamed in pain.

The aunt tried to come over in the courtyard, but Suizi quickly blocked her.

"Auntie, since you’re here, why not come in and sit?"

"I need to check on him—"

The aunt had her son on her mind, but Suizi firmly held her back, not letting her leave.

When it came to being in sync for trickery, no one could surpass Suizi and her husband.

It wasn’t until Yu Jingting finished his "visit" with the patient that Suizi let go of the aunt’s arm, putting an end to the awkward conversation.

The aunt shook her arm, now marked with pale imprints from Suizi’s grip!

The aunt looked at Suizi with doubtful eyes.

How could this tall, slim girl be so strong?

A little imp in Suizi’s mind put its hands on its hips.

Heh, with an energetic husband who insists on having Coke every single night, she had long since built up her strength!

To avoid being exhausted by him, she made sure to keep up with regular exercise every week. Could she possibly tell this to the auntie?

The aunt rushed to the car and saw her son looking like he was about to faint, her heart breaking for him.

"My boy, are you alright?"

"Ah...," Chen Lun groaned. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted Yu Jingting standing behind his mother.

Yu Jingting was cracking his knuckles with a crisp sound.

Chen Lun swallowed back the words that had almost slipped out.

Jiaojiao and Huahua peered out of the window, watching the unfolding scenes outside.

Everyone at home had gone out, leaving just her and the chubby kid.

Jiaojiao felt as if her heart were about to leap out of her mouth, she was exceptionally tense.

"Crap, my brother has gone to the front of the car, he must be going to interrogate that bastard Chen Lun, what if he spills the beans?"

Jiaojiao nudged the chubby kid, urging him to think fast.

The chubby kid let out a sigh.

"If Jingting brother wants to look into this matter, you won’t be able to hide it, better just to tell him directly."

"No way! If I do, what about Liu Meimei? I promised her I wouldn’t tell anyone. You think of something—forget it, I’ll do it myself!"

Summoning all her strength, Jiaojiao shouted, "Someone come quick, the chubby kid has fainted! He’s not going to make it!"

The chubby kid’s eyes bulged.

Jiaojiao pushed him.

"Lie down quick, foam at the mouth, convulse all over! Hurry up!"

"Jiaojiao..." The chubby kid’s face was full of grievance.

He was a man, after all!

Foaming at the mouth and all, wasn’t that too embarrassing?

"Are we made of porcelain?"

"Alright then..."

The chubby kid reluctantly collapsed to the ground, this was the limit for him.

Don’t even think about making him foam at the mouth!

"What the heck?!" The chubby kid’s mom was the first to rush in, shocked at the sight of her son on the ground.

"Hurry and take the chubby kid to the hospital, he suddenly fell to the ground." Jiaojiao was blustering without any real intent.

Wang Cuihua was the second one to burst in and seeing her child like that, she panicked as well.

Chen Lun’s mom, hearing someone had fainted outside the courtyard, dared not enter the house and took her son to flee in the car in a trail of dust.

Suizi was also anxious, fearing the kid might have a concussion or internal injuries.

Just as she was about to enter the house to check on him, Yu Jingting held her arm, shaking his head at her.

He already knew what was going on.

That Jiaojiao girl was causing trouble, the chubby kid was under her thumb, doing whatever Jiaojiao told him to do.

Yu Jingting dragged Suizi under the grape trellis, where their conversation couldn’t be overheard by others.

"Let’s have the kid thoroughly checked at the hospital, I’m worried about internal injuries." Suizi said, her heart fraught with worry.

"No need to take him, once Chen Lun and his mom are gone, he’ll be fine, you’re worried over nothing."

"What exactly happened? Did you find out anything from Chen Lun?" Suizi asked.

Yu Jingting spread his hands.

"That cowardly crybaby, I just squeezed him a little and he confessed everything."

"Squeeze... where?" It was hard for Suizi not to fixate on that detail.

"What does it matter where I squeezed, at least his eggs didn’t get crushed."

Suizi gave a look of disgust and stepped back, as if to avoid his hands touching her.

"Later you need to thoroughly spray your hands with disinfectant—not enough, you should wash them several more times."

"Chen Lun said that he doesn’t know why Jiaojiao doesn’t get along with him, they’re not in the same class, and when they come across each other at school, they mind their own business, but recently for some reason, Jiaojiao suddenly couldn’t stand the sight of him."

At first, it was deliberately bumping into him while walking, then it was puncturing the tires of his bike, and today, she led the chubby kid to block his way.

According to Chen Lun, his fighting back today was purely "self-defense."

Suizi scoffed.

"So, he’s implying that it was our Jiaojiao who started bullying him? Why didn’t you just crush him then and there?"

You just can’t be polite with these kinds of lying brats.

"You were just filled with distaste a moment ago?"

"Once you’ve dirtied your hands, you might as well get them a little dirtier."

"Even if I had disabled him, he probably couldn’t have said anything anyway."

"That sure of himself?" No matter how Suizi looked, Chen Lun seemed like a big, useless pastry.

"Is it possible that he really doesn’t know what he did to upset Jiaojiao?"

Otherwise, given the pressure Yu Jingting could exert, how could Chen Lun dare to lie?