The next morning self-study, Yin Haochen just walked into the classroom and found that everyone's eyes looked at him were a little weird.

The moment he sat down in his seat, he heard the whispers around him.

"I didn't expect Yin Haochen's mother to be a mistress!"

"Even though he is the son of a mistress, he still looks cold every day, what about his face?"

"So his grades are getting worse and worse, probably it's retribution!"

Hearing these comments, Yin Haochen felt his head explode with a loud bang, and his whole body was shaking.

The secret he has been hiding for so many years was finally known by everyone...

However, he was clearly hiding well and never told anyone about this. Who spread it?

All day long, Yin Haochen was in a daze, like a walking corpse.

Although he was originally alone in class, being isolated and choosing to be lonely is nothing different from himself.

Everyone saw him avoiding him from afar and consciously gave up a way, as if he was avoiding the plague.

Wang Yuyan stood in the crowd, looking at his lonely back, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her lips.

Everything was the same as she thought. Now the focus of public opinion has shifted to the fact that Yin Haochen is the son of the mistress, and no one pays attention to her framing Lin Xiyue anymore.

...

At noon, Yin Haochen did not go to the school cafeteria to have dinner, but sat alone on the rooftop, quietly watching the scenery downstairs.

Young boys and girls in blue and white school uniforms walked by the campus in groups, with each other full of happy smiles. But happiness belongs to others, and he has nothing...

At some point, a thought even flashed through his mind - if he jumped from here now, would he be free? He has never been really happy for so many years...

The label of the mistress's son follows him like a nightmare, making him feel inferior to his bones.

At this moment, a chaotic footsteps sounded behind him, followed by a provocative voice: "Tsk tsk, isn't this the mistress's son? I'm really convinced, why do you have the face to come to school?"

Yin Haochen turned around and saw a group of boys walking towards him. The one in charge was Xiao Chu, a school bully in his third year of high school.

Xiao Chu once pursued Wang Yuyan frantically, but was rejected in public, so he wrote this hatred on Yin Haochen.

Now that he saw his wall falling down and everyone pushed him, Xiao Chu naturally had to step on it a few times.

Yin Haochen jumped off the railing, his clenched fists trembled constantly because of anger: "You are not allowed to insult my mother!"

The boys surrounded him and started hitting people without saying a word.

Although Yin Haochen was good at fighting against ten, he was soon pressed to the ground by a group of people and punched and kicked.

"Are you very arrogant? How dare the mistress's son be so arrogant?"

"Do you think you are still Yin Haochen from the past?"

A burst of severe pain came from his body, but Yin Haochen gritted his teeth and did not frown. Because his heart hurt even more.

The consciousness gradually became blurred, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, but the same sentence kept repeating: "I...I don't allow you to insult my mother!"

He was angry, but more of the sadness of powerlessness.

Because he knew in his heart that this was not an insult, but a fact.

But his parents were given by God, so he had no choice...

What did he do wrong? He wanted to live in such a painful way.

Perhaps, only by dying can one truly be liberated...
Chapter completed!