ST3YC Chapter 99.1

Shrank to a 3-Year-Old Child Chapter 99.1: Fu Sijin’s Outbreak

 

When he suddenly learned the truth, Han Dayu was truly stunned.

 

But it was only for a moment. After all, he didn’t trust Han’s mother as much as he trusted Han Weilan.

 

“Get me a bottle of water.”

 

Hu Zi left Fu Sijin silently, turned around and went out, then came back quickly with an opened bottle of mineral water in his hand.

 

Han Dayu took the water and poured it on Han Xiaodi’s head without saying a word, then used his sleeve to wipe his face randomly.

 

Little Brother Han was hurt by this rough action, and even unconscious he couldn’t help but frown in pain.

 

“Can’t you be gentler?” Han’s mother felt so distressed.

 

“Shut up!” Han Dayu roared angrily, and Han’s mother immediately muted herself.

 

She curled up in the corner, watching in fear as Han Dayu washed Han Xiaodi’s face, then shone a flashlight on it, revealing a fair, childish face.

 

Even with his eyes closed, it was obvious that Han Xiaodi and Han Weilan looked very similar, a typical example of the son resembling his mother.

 

A trace of hesitation flashed across Han Dayu’s eyes, and he suddenly took off the mask and hat on his face.

 

As expected, he was the man who charmed Han’s mother with his face back then. Time seems to be particularly fond of Han Dayu.

 

Even though he is over sixty years old this year, his slightly weathered face looks only in his forties or fifties. His handsome appearance has not changed much, but has gained more charm of a mature man because of the gift of time.

 

If you go out with this look, people will believe you are a celebrity.

 

Han’s mother’s appearance can only be considered pretty, and she doesn’t pay much attention to taking care of herself. As she gets older, even her former looks have almost deteriorated. She simply can’t give birth to such a beautiful child.

 

Even Han Weilan looks more like Han Dayu than Mother Han.

 

Naturally, Han Xiaodi, who looks similar to Han Weilan, also looks very similar to Han Dayu.

 

Based on this appearance alone, no one would believe that Han Xiaodi and Han Dayu have no blood relationship.

 

At least Han Dayu believed it.

 

“What’s his last name?” Han Dayu asked in a hoarse voice.

 

Mother Han knew him too well and knew what to say to save little brother Han’s life at this time: “His surname is Han, his name is Han Jincheng, and he is your Han family’s child.”

 

In the past, Han Weilan quarreled with her mother countless times about her and her child’s surnames. She wanted to change back to her mother’s surname, but her mother firmly disagreed.

 

At that time, Han Weilan thought that it was because her mother still had feelings for the scumbag Han Dayu. Only mother Han herself, Han Dayu’s former bedmate, knew the truth.

 

As long as Han Weilan and Han Jincheng still have the Han surname, Han Dayu will not touch them no matter what.

 

Because in that person’s eyes, this is the seed of their Han family, the descendant of the Han family.

 

It’s a ridiculous idea, but if it weren’t for this, Han Dayu wouldn’t have coaxed her into giving her daughter her father’s surname, nor would he have attempted to elope with the mistress and the money for the sake of that illegitimate child.

 

Unfortunately, the mistress’s son is not Han Dayu’s son at all.

 

Mother Han sneered, but also extremely nervous.

 

She hoped that Han Dayu would let her grandson go because he was the grandson of the Han family. Even if she died here today, as long as she could save her grandson, she would be able to give an explanation to her daughter.

 

Not knowing the complicated thoughts in Mother Han’s mind, Han Dayu stared blankly at Han Xiaodi in his arms.

 

“This is my grandson. This is actually… really the grandson of my Han family! Hahahaha… My Han family finally has a successor. Huzi, did you see it? This is the grandson of the Han family! Hahaha…”

 

The hoarse laughter was extremely unpleasant, revealing a terrifying madness.

 

No one noticed that Fu Sijin, who was lying far away, clenched his fists and was trying to break free from the ropes bit by bit.

 

In addition to causing him great psychological barriers, his childhood experiences also gave him a lot.

 

Without telling his family, Fu Sijin secretly signed up for a lot of courses, all for the purpose of self-protection.

 

Taekwondo, martial arts…including the art of escaping.

 

Facts have proven that all previous efforts have not been in vain. With the relaxation of Han Dayu and others, Fu Sijin actually managed to break free from the rope.

 

In order to avoid alerting the enemy, he did not dare to attack immediately and could only wait for the opportunity.

 

The wound on my body was very painful, and it seemed that it had opened a little wider after the struggle just now.

 

But this is not what Fu Sijin should think about now.

 

What should he do to rescue Qingqing?

 

Everyone can see that Han Dayu is determined to kill Qingqing. If he lets the situation continue to develop, Qingqing will definitely die.

 

They simply…can’t wait for rescue.

 

Fu Sijin’s mind was calmer than ever. He first secretly observed the distance between himself and Qingqing, and then glanced at the distance between them and the factory.

 

His eyes accidentally met Mother Han’s gaze. Fu Sijin was stunned, then lowered his head, feeling a little apologetic in his heart.

 

Sorry, but he couldn’t even take care of his own safety and had no energy left to save others.

 

There was a gentleness in Mother Han’s eyes that saw through everything.