Literary Master: Starting with Refusing to Be a Child Star

Chapter 62 The Day of the Final Battle

When the man in front of her said that she didn't have custody, the middle-aged woman laughed so hard that she felt her stomach churn. "Say it again, who? I mean, as the biological mother, I can't get custody."

Chu Xiang nodded. "We will initiate legal proceedings. The best outcome would be for you to spend the rest of your life in a mental hospital as a mental patient..."

"Oh, I see. You're fighting for custody because you're after the money my son makes. I never knew you were so honest all along... I told you, no man in the world can be trusted."

Her laughter stopped abruptly, replaced by an almost manic questioning, her eyes bulging as if they were about to pop out of their sockets.

"We'll be taking legal action. What kind of people do you think you can find to help you? Stop fooling yourself." The woman sneered, a cruel smile curving her lips. "Don't you know how many coins you have in your pocket?"

The stepfather remained silent, not refuting any of the woman's insults. After a few seconds, he simply argued, "Even if that child doesn't earn money, I will still support him, because he called me Dad."

He still anonymously sends money to his ex-wife's daughter with leukemia every month; men always do more than they say.

The door was pushed open, and an unexpected teenager walked in.

"Jin Nian, you've finally shown your true colors! You have no idea how this man surnamed Chu bullied your mother while you were away."

Luo Jinnian ignored her and calmly stood beside her father.

"You said we were who we are, and I'm one of them. Please give custody to my father."

His tone wasn't harsh, but he pronounced the words "my dad" very clearly.

The middle-aged woman suddenly sat up in bed, rummaging through her things by the bedside, wondering, "Where is it? Where is it?"

Luo Jinnian remained unmoved. He slowly pulled a stick from behind his back—it was unclear where he had brought it from, probably hidden in the long sleeve of his hoodie. He raised the stick high, but didn't bring it down; instead, he pointed it at the woman and coldly rebuked, "Behave yourself, what you're looking for is in my hands."

The woman's hair was disheveled with anger, her black strands standing on end, making her look like a dark witch straight out of a fairy tale. She walked barefoot on the broken glass without feeling any pain, and got up to grab the stick. Luo Jinnian dodged her, his movements clean and swift as if he had practiced for a long time.

"Now there are only the three of us in the whole ward. I paid to upgrade the room for the guy next door yesterday. The camera in this room is broken and it seems to be still not fixed. You've been beating me up so much all these years, I should at least collect some interest."

"You've just been in a car accident, you've broken two bones, and you have internal bleeding." Luo Jinnian tilted his head, his tone even carrying a hint of considerate concern. "My suggestion is that you lie in bed and apologize to me. You don't need to get up and perform a grand ceremony. I can't accept that."

Luo Jinnian's teasing tone provoked the middle-aged woman's impotent rage on the bed. She pounded the bed, letting out muffled roars like a wild beast, but her son was too terrifying now, and she had no doubt that if she really hit him, the stick would really strike her.

"Be careful, you're still injured," Dad kindly reminded him.

However, the middle-aged woman lived up to her reputation as the epitome of bullying the weak and fearing the strong. She immediately sneered, "Mind your own business. You little bastard, you're just here to make a fool of yourself, aren't you?"

"Luo Jinnian, you better remember this: without me, you wouldn't have been able to act in a single film. Everything you have achieved today is thanks to me."

Although he knocked on the door, no one noticed when Uncle Qin walked in.

"Jin Nian, I have a new movie I want you to act in, but you have to do it behind your mother's back. That woman is too crazy... If it really doesn't work out, I suggest you kick her out and become an independent actress."

"Huh." As if he had just discovered a new continent, Uncle Qin looked at the woman on the bed with a strange expression. "Who is this person? I've never seen her before?"

"It's irrelevant."

Luo Jinnian cooperated with Uncle Qin in acting.

"It's really insignificant, but Jin Nian, you're different. My drama really can't do without you."

When the group went to check on the middle-aged woman again, she had already fainted from anger, and they exchanged knowing smiles.

The claim that the surveillance cameras were broken was obviously a lie, but it was more than enough to scare the tough-looking middle-aged woman.

"This is boring. Let's go through it again at the same time tomorrow."

Uncle Qin gave a commanding remark, but the boy waved his hand, "Forget it, if you really get angry, there'll be no fun left. The key question is, have you found a lawyer yet?"

"My family's go-to supplier, absolutely reliable, but very expensive."

How reliable is "absolutely reliable"?

"If you're not in the right, you win a small victory; if you are in the right, you'll be so powerful you'll have to shit on the other person's head."

Luo Jinnian wanted this enemy to shit on his head. "I can make money, I'm still young, but I must strike hard against people."

Uncle Qin certainly wasn't worried about the kid's finances. Putting everything else aside, the royalties from the number of copies of "The Little Prince" sold each month were enough to buy a decent apartment in the city. The kid's royalties were higher than the total annual income of many middle-class families.

On Weibo, as soon as the morning sun shone in, the trending topics were already filled.

[Breaking News: Legal proceedings have officially begun. Director Qin Chuan posted photos of Luo Jinnian's injuries.] The accompanying photo shows a boy's back covered in dense scars resembling some kind of horrific tattoo, stretching from his shoulder to his waist. The contrast between old and new scars is shocking.

[Director Mo: This woman is a shrew. I directed three films for her son, and every time I saw her, she was cursing. I've never heard her say a single normal word.]

[Lu Yu Youyue has attempted to contact the person involved, but has not responded. It is understood that Luo Jinnian's side is temporarily refusing all media interviews and has handed everything over to their legal team.]

Facing the sunlight, Luo Jinnian and his sister Chu Qingning walked out.

"From now on, you'll be my older sister, sister, sister, sister."

"Your sister will protect you. Even though I don't have the strength."

"Okay, from now on I'll rely on my sister's protection."

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"Aren't you going to say anything?"

Hearing her mother's words, Gu Yanxi nodded and then shook her head: "I don't really understand him at all. There are many things I don't know."

"Then post more about me, your mom, so everyone knows you're on my side."

Gu's mother gently reminded her daughter, who was lost in thought and unable to focus.

"Yao." Gu Yanxi kissed her mother and then quickly ran to edit her scarf.

This kid, oh well, I hope I'm just overthinking it.

[It's been a while since I posted a picture of my mom's cooking (JPG). Mom's cooking is still so delicious.]