Xu Lan became anxious when she heard this.
It was too late for others to hide in such a life-threatening situation, so why did he move forward? After a few winks, his son did not respond, and he coughed to remind him, but what he received was a direct warning from the young policeman.
Lin Yue didn't seem to notice the exchange of glances around him. He looked at the older policeman and said, "Since he is my sister's boyfriend, of course I have to give him a hand. You also know what his family background is, and Jiang Lai is What’s your family background? Our Jiang family has to save some face in this matter, right?”
There is nothing wrong with this. The Jiang family has a big business, but Chen Fang doesn’t even have a decent house. The rich girl marrying a poor boy is a love fairy tale worthy of praise for the diaosi, but for the Jiang family in this situation For people in my circle, it’s just a joke told over drinks.
"In business, it's normal to make profits and lose money. Because he enjoyed the benefits of business, in order to maximize profits, he contacted customers unilaterally without me, and also borrowed loan sharks with high interest rates, hoping to complete the order in one go. To achieve financial freedom, you have all seen the result. She was forced to have a nervous breakdown and jump off the building due to those debts." Lin Yue sighed: "I was wrong in this matter. If I didn't take him to do business, or I would lose money on the first order, He wouldn’t be willing to gamble like a gambler, alas..."
The two police officers were a little depressed, not expecting that he had perfectly put aside their responsibilities.
In fact, the cause of Chen Fang's death was indeed suicide, otherwise they would not have agreed to Jiang Lai's cremation of the body and return to Shanghai with the ashes.
"If you need it, I can ask my assistant to show you the contract. The incoming and outgoing payments and tax records are also saved in the company's computer, and you can print them out together."
"..."
Lin Yue took out the paper and pen under the coffee table and wrote a number: "This is my assistant's phone number. She will prepare all the contracts and documents you want to review."
"Okay, Mr. Jiang, thank you for your cooperation. I won't disturb you today."
The older policeman stood up, took the note, and led his subordinates outside.
The two left the living room and talked as they walked.
"Master, are we leaving like this?"
"Then what else can you do if you stay here?"
"Talking about dreams and ghosts, I think he is lying. Even if Chen Fang did commit suicide and caused the deceased to bear huge debts, he must be responsible for it."
"Do you think he lied? I don't want you to think. What I want is evidence. Where is the evidence? And even if I get the evidence, what will happen? The biggest culprit that caused the deceased to be in debt is greed. There are so many people who dream of getting rich overnight. There are quite a few people who lose money and jump off buildings, can you arrest all those financial planners?"
"..."
When Xu Lan saw that her son was okay, her heart in her throat returned to her stomach. Only then did she remember that when Jiang Lai went upstairs just now, he was holding a white jar in his arms, which seemed to be...
"Old man, come on, the thing you just carried upstairs isn't an urn, is it?"
Zhao Zhihua was silent, but judging from the micro-expressions on his face, he was in a bad mood.
Xu Lan said: "How can you bring this kind of thing into your home? How unlucky it is."
Lin Yue ignored the two of them, put his phone in his pocket, got up from the sofa and went straight to the second floor.
Less than a minute later, a quarrel was heard from above, followed by thumping footsteps.
"Jiang Haokun, give it to me."
"give me back……"
"Do you hear me when I tell you to come back?"
"Why don't the police arrest bastards like you?"
"Did you hear that?"
"ah……"
Following Jiang Lai's cry, a figure flashed at the top of the stairs, and Lin Yue walked down from it. The key was that he was holding a white jar in his hand, which was the same urn that Jiang Lai carried upstairs not long ago.
Jiang Zhihua and Xu Lan looked at each other and took a few steps forward. Before they could say anything, Lin Yue turned to the side, passed the nanny Aunt Chen and entered the bathroom on the first floor. He unscrewed the lid of the urn without saying a word. Pour it into the toilet and press the flush button when you're done.
With a crash, the swirling water washed away the scumbag Chen.
Jiang Zhihua and Xu Lan looked at the only son in surprise, now they knew what the quarrel upstairs was about.
The two of them understood. Jiang Lai came to the first floor barefooted. After seeing what was going on in the bathroom, he pushed away the nanny and rushed in.
"Give it back to me."
She grabbed the urn, looked inside, and found it was empty.
"Jiang Haokun, you idiot..."
Before she finished speaking, Lin Yue raised his palms and slapped her hard on the face.
The person was kicked out of the bathroom, the urn was smashed on the ground, and the wind from the courtyard blew up the remaining dust.
"A seductive bitch who eats her insides and out."
Lin Yue walked out of the bathroom, slapping his somewhat dirty hands, went to the coffee table in the living room, picked up the car keys, and walked out.
Xu Lan looked at Jiang Lai, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, with disbelief. Her face was a little dazed. From childhood to adulthood, Jiang Haokun really loved this sister to the core. Not to mention beating her, he even said harsh words. No, but today... was this really what he did?
Jiang Lai got up from the ground with hatred on his face, his bloodshot face twisted into something ferocious.
"Jiang Haokun, it was you who killed Chen Fang. It was you... From now on, I don't have you as my brother."
Lin Yue didn't wait for her to get close and slapped her again.
Now it was symmetrical and the obsessive-compulsive disorder was relieved. Jiang Lai was knocked to the ground again and couldn't get up.
Lin Yue looked at her blankly: "Do you think I am willing to be your brother? You can die if you want, but don't taint my eyes."
Jiang Zhihua ran out of the house and went to help his daughter with a very distressed expression. He looked at Lin Yue and shouted loudly: "What are you doing!"
"Do what you should have done but didn't."
Lin Yue naturally didn't care that much about this father.
"How could I raise a son like you?"
Lin Yue said unceremoniously: "Then do you want me to annihilate the marriage for a moment, go to the company to prepare some materials, and send you to the police station?"
"First Evolution"
"Haokun, why are you talking to your dad?" Xu Lan also walked out of the house and glanced at the stunned gardener, feeling particularly blocked.
She didn't know why things turned out like this. Her son was so filial in the past, but today he spoke too hastily. Of course, it is understandable to a certain extent. Jiang Lai is indeed suspected of framing him, but...but he can't deny his father face.
"you you you……"
Jiang Zhihua pointed at him, he was so angry that he couldn't speak.
Lin Yue curled his lips and left without looking back.
Both were raised by his parents. Jiang Haokun is calm, responsible and responsible. But look at Jiang Lai, how willful is he?
Forget about torturing your family for a man, what does it mean to drive fast on the road? What should I do if I hit a pedestrian? What should I do if I injure passengers in other vehicles? I really want to find a clean place to hang myself with a rope without disturbing other people. That would be great.
oh? Does being good to the protagonist and being infatuated with the protagonist make her a good woman? Ah……
Jiang Lai looked at the BMW 750 that was quickly moving away with a look of resentment.
"Jiang Haokun, I'm not done with you."
"Come on, are you okay?" Jiang Zhihua helped her up, looking at her bleeding face with a heartbroken expression.
"Dad, can you help me?"
"..."
Jiang Zhihua was in a dilemma.
"He has bullied me like this, can you help me?" Jiang Lai looked like a crazy woman.
"Help, help, I'll help you, help you."
Xu Lan watched from the side and wanted to speak, but didn't know where to start.
…
At the same time, Lu Yuan put his hands in the pockets of his leather coat and walked with Peng Jiahe by the Huangpu River.
"I really didn't lie to you. Your mother really remarried. There is a Northeasterner living in the house. He is tall and thick. The guy talked so loudly that he almost scared me to death."
"You are fooling me, you must be fooling me."
"Don't believe it? If you don't believe it, go see it yourself."
"If I dare to go, do I need to ask you to do it for me?" The voice was so small that only she could hear it.
This time when they returned to China from the United States, the purpose of the two of them was not only to let Peng Hai "return to his roots", but more importantly, to help Peng Jiahe find his mother. At first, Lu Yuan's plan was to leave Peng Jiahe in Liu Jing's hands and return to the United States, but just now he found her mother. It was only when her mother lived that she found out that she had remarried and had a five or six-year-old boy. And with her current financial situation, she couldn't take care of Peng Jiahe. Her stepfather was not a good person either, so this matter was basically No chance.
"Hey, by the way, Peng Jiahe, your father is gone and your mother has remarried. I remember Peng Hai said that he still has a mother in Shanghai, who is your grandmother. Tell me, what is her address?" Lu Yuan's eyes lit up when he thought of this situation. If a person cannot be left in the hands of his biological mother, it is okay to be taken care of by his grandma.
