The man's face turned as white as a ghost, his throat became dry and hoarse, and he couldn't utter a single word.

Yang Qingheng sneered: "Uncle, didn't you say you knew Officer Tang? Why aren't you saying anything now?"

Tang Bainian grabbed the handcuffs and handcuffed him.

A well-dressed man rushed down from upstairs, glared at the chef, and bowed and apologized to the two men: "I'm so sorry for the unpleasant experience you had today. We'll pay for the food and give you ten times the compensation. What do you think?"

He was pretending to be dead and watching the commotion upstairs when the chef was acting like a scoundrel. Now that he realizes the seriousness of the situation and wants to come down and resolve it, it's too late!

“I do not accept reconciliation. Today’s matter must be discussed at the police station. I want to see what connections he has that allow him to remain in this position after committing such a crime.” Yang Qingheng was blunt and wary.

If it were just her alone today, paying compensation and apologizing would be fine, but since Tang Bainian is involved, she still needs to be more careful and thorough.

Otherwise, it would be troublesome if those two bastards turned around and accused them of abusing their power.

The person in charge frowned and looked her up and down, noting her shabby clothes: "Miss, you should think this through. If we go to the police station, we might not be able to pay this much in compensation."

Yang Qingheng didn't waste any more words with him and directly said to Tang Bainian, "Alright, let's go."

When the cook saw that even his brother-in-law's intervention was of no use, he panicked and grabbed the supervisor's sleeve tightly: "Brother, I can't go to jail, I won't go..."

idiot!

When the person in charge heard him call him "brother," his heart skipped a beat, and he pushed his hand away.

"Didn't I say you weren't allowed to come back to work? You came here without permission today and tarnished our restaurant's reputation. I'm going to sue you."

The chef couldn't believe it: "Brother, it wasn't you who told me to..." Under the manager's fierce gaze, he obediently shut his mouth, his eyes filled with terror.

Tang Bainian swiftly tossed the chef into the car, and the two drove straight to the police station.

Yang Qingheng got out of the car and saw a beautiful woman not far away. She paused for a second, then quickly followed Tang Bainian inside.

"That's the daughter of the bureau chief from Songshan Town next door, the one I told you about earlier who forced us to release the people," Tang Bainian said softly, noticing her distraction.

“Now that things have come to this, you can handle the rest yourselves.” Yang Qingheng took out a paper package from her bag. “A few days ago, Aunt Zhou said that she had run out of the herbal tea from last time, so I made some more. Could you please deliver it to her?”

Tang Bainian smiled politely: "It's no trouble at all, I should be thanking you."

Yang Qingheng exchanged a few polite words before leaving.

I turned into the black market on the way and bought half a pound of lean meat and a small half pound of ribs. Then, carrying my schoolbag, I squeezed onto the bus.

The last bus at night was the most crowded, filled with the smells of sweat, feet, and chicken, duck, and goose. Yang Qingheng's face turned red from holding it in, and she almost fainted. She cursed Song Hengjue a thousand times in her heart.

He rode off on her bicycle and we couldn't find him all day. I really don't know what urgent matter could have made him skip school.

Hospital.

Song Hengjue couldn't help but rub his itchy nose. Looking at the pale-faced woman on the bed, he suddenly felt annoyed, grabbed his coat, and went out.

Erniu was sitting on a chair outside. When he saw him come out, he shifted his position to make room for him and said, "You've been here for a whole day and night. Why don't you go home first, change your clothes, take a shower, and tell your sister-in-law. She must be worried sick."

Song Hengjue's brows were so furrowed they could trap a mosquito. He subconsciously pulled a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, but then remembered he was in a hospital and quickly put it out.

“Couples can quarrel and turn into feuds, Heng-ge, I have to say something about you. You’ve become more and more stingy lately. You weren’t like this with your wife before. My grandpa was right, you’ve become bad just because you have money.” Erniu said with some dissatisfaction.

He knew that Yang Qingheng had been bringing his brother breakfast every day these past few days, and that when his brother Heng was sick last time, she arrived at the hospital to take care of him even faster than he, her childhood friend. Based on these things, he genuinely considered Yang Qingheng his sister-in-law.

Fang Nan walked over from the side: "Song Hengjue, you're being a bit ungrateful. Yang Qingheng even brought you breakfast this morning. Where can you find such a good woman? You didn't even tell your sister-in-law about the one inside, did you?"

She shoved the lunchbox in her hand into his arms.

Song Hengjue frowned: "When did you all start siding with her?" That woman Yang Qingheng really knows how to bewitch people.

"Tch, you don't know how lucky you are," Fang Nan said sarcastically.

Song Hengjue didn't say anything, opened the lunchbox. The food inside was already cold, but it was Yang Qingheng's cooking, so it still tasted okay even when it was cold.

A sudden shout came from the inner room. Song Hengjue was startled and pushed open the door, rushing in. The lunchbox fell to the ground with a thud, but no one noticed. They were all staring nervously at the woman who had woken up in the ward.

Fang Nan said with exasperation, "You really have guts to cut your wrists for a man."

The woman pouted: "But didn't I succeed?"

After saying that, she glanced up and stole a look at Song Hengjue's chillingly cold face before silently shutting her mouth.

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As soon as Yang Qingheng got out of the car, she saw Sister-in-law Sun rushing over: "Qingheng, something happened to your family again?"

Yang Qingheng's heart clenched: "What's wrong? Is my mom alright?"

Sister-in-law Sun shook her head, hesitating to speak: "Your mother-in-law is fine, but your own mother... never mind, it's hard to explain. Go back and see for yourself."

Yang Qingheng was also afraid that the two women would fight and that Yao Ying would be at a disadvantage, so she hurriedly ran into the courtyard.

The two women were arguing when they saw her come in, and they both stopped greeting each other's relatives.

Yao Ying rushed over and pulled Yang Qingheng behind her: "You old hag, forget about it today. If you dare to make a move on Qingheng, I'll beat you to death today."

Yang Qingheng felt a warmth in her heart. She pulled her mother-in-law behind her and looked coldly at Gao Xiao'e: "What, Mom? You're not here to pay back the money this time, are you? Perfect, I'll go and invite the village chief and the clan elders over so they can be witnesses."

Upon hearing the word "money," Gao Xiao'e instantly flew into a rage and burst into a tirade: "Yang Qingheng, you're a heartless ingrate! Your father is already dead and you're still thinking about money!"

"What's wrong with my dad?" Yang Qingheng frowned, feeling a little strange.

Gao Xiao'e's eyes were red, as if the sky had fallen: "Your dad was hospitalized a few days ago. He said it was some kind of inflammation, and the best thing he could do is get a kidney transplant. You two are related by blood, so you are the most likely match. Qingheng, your parents have raised you for so many years. Even if they didn't do anything great, they still worked hard. You must save him."