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This is the child of my fiancée of eight years and another man! Hug him? I want to throw him to death!

However, this thought only flashed through my mind. No matter how immoral the scumbag and the bitch did, the child was innocent after all.

I don't know what kind of mood I was in when I held this child. I only heard him answering questions in his baby voice in my ear:

"Baby, tell uncle, how old are you?" "Three...three years old."

"What's your name?" "Mom said my name is Tuan Tuan."

"Good boy, uncle will pick up whatever you want to eat for you."

After Brandon finished toasting, he was obviously a little drunk. With the help of Lucienne, he sat down on the chair tremblingly.

What I didn't expect was that he pinched his son's butt hard. The child felt pain and burst into tears. With this cry, I, holding the child, immediately became the focus of the whole audience.

Brandon took the child from my arms, pulled down the child's crotchless pants, and shouted:

"Lucas, you beast, how dare you pinch my son!" "You pinched his butt until it turned purple!"

The classmates all gathered around, and the child's crying became louder and louder. I responded with reason:

"You were the one who pinched him, did you think I didn't see it?" "You really wanted to do it to frame me! You had the heart to pinch your own son like this!"

Brandon put the child in Lucienne 's arms, then grabbed my collar and looked at me fiercely. Those students who stood on the moral high ground spoke again:

"Lucas must have strangled him. I saw him holding the child for a long time!" "It must be him. Every one of those present would have the motive to do it!"

"This person is too cruel. He can harm such a cute baby!" "Call the police immediately for this kind of thing. Let the police check the surveillance and arrest Lucas!"

Brandon felt guilty when he heard about the surveillance. He pretended to be calm and retorted:

"Lucas , are you going to frame me again? Would I strangle my own son?"

" I know you hate me from the bottom of your heart. You hate that I'm more handsome than you, that I'm richer than you, and that your fiancée gave birth to my child after being with you for eight years..."

"But even if you are upset, we men can talk alone! You pinched my child like this, it's unacceptable!"

Seeing her child being hurt, Lucienne was really anxious. She pushed me with a red face and shouted:

"Lucas, I didn't expect you to be such a mean person!" "Why do you have to make a fuss about something between us adults?"

"Kneel down and apologize immediately, otherwise today's matter will not be over!"

I knew that Brandon was deliberately framing me, and I had no way to defend myself. So I raised my voice and asked:

" Then tell me why you're still thinking about it?"

"I didn't do it, why should I apologize!" I responded firmly.

Lucien Ne walked towards me with cold eyes and said coldly:

"Well, in that case, there's nothing more to say!" "I can't get justice for my child, so I can only fight back for him!"

After saying that, she slapped me in the face quickly and accurately. I certainly wouldn't let this be a waste, so I took a step back and grabbed her wrist:

"Crazy woman, what on earth are you doing!" "I've already told you, I didn't strangle the child, it was Brandon! If you don't believe me, check the surveillance!"

Brandon saw this and started to curse:

"It's bad enough that you pinched my son and put the blame on me, but you even touched my wife's hand! I will never forgive you!"

After saying that, he picked up the spicy hot pot on the table and splashed it towards my face...