☆、Thirty-nine、Severing Ties (1982 words)

Four men dragged Qin's father to the water vat and pressed him down as if to kill him.

Grandma Qin, who was standing nearby, was terrified when she saw that the two people who had been blocking him were gone. She quickly ran over to help her son.

Zhan Xiaoyu stepped in front of the old man, saying, "I respect you because you're an elder and won't lay a hand on you. It's only right that your grandson pays back his debts. His father refused to cooperate and wouldn't talk to me properly, forcing us to resort to violence; he deserves it."

The old man became anxious: "What has my family done? You need to make them release the child's father first, or someone will die!"

Qin Tian returned at this time and, seeing the state of the house, thought that his father had come to cause trouble because of debts. He quickly ran to his grandmother's side and then realized that it was Zhan Xiaoyu.

He immediately thought of Li Yaxi and became less nervous. "Grandma, are you alright?"

The old man was slightly relieved to see his grandson. "Tian Tian, ​​who have you offended? Go and tell them to stop! If they keep pressing him down, your father will be dead!"

Qin Tian frowned as he looked at his father, who was being held down by the water tank, and then turned to look at Zhan Xiaoyu and Zhao Yi.

Zhan Xiaoyu raised an eyebrow and smiled. "What's a dead person? Old man, I'm not afraid to tell you, even if I killed your son today, no one would care. The police station is my family's property, and even the president of the People's Court has to bow and call me 'Young Master.' Taking a life is really no big deal."

The old man was terrified upon hearing this, grabbing Qin Tian frantically, "What are we going to do... Tiantian, who have you offended? Your father is about to die, you need to think of a solution!"

After saying that, he prepared to kneel down in front of Zhan Xiaoyu, "I beg you, please don't take my son's life! He's my only son. Please let him go. We can talk things over. We'll pay back whatever money we owe you every day!"

Zhao Yi waved his hand, "Is it clean now?"

Several people helped Qin's father up. At this moment, Qin's father was exhausted, soaked in sweat, and shivering from the cold.

Zhao Yi smiled dismissively. "It would have been better if you had said this earlier. Your mouth is so foul. Let's go. Since the old man wants to have a proper talk, let's go inside and talk properly."

The room wasn't big; it was full with just a few people.

Zhan Xiaoyu and Zhao Yi sat in the seats of honor, glanced at Qin Tian who had remained silent until now, and took out the box and placed it on the table.

"Qin Tian, ​​you broke Ya Xi's jade bracelet. Shouldn't you pay for it?"

The old man looked nervously at his grandson, but Qin Tian merely glanced at the box and nodded.

"I broke it, I'll pay for it."

Zhan Xiaoyu nodded in satisfaction. "That's good. One chain isn't much. One million. Here's the money!"

The old man's eyes widened in shock. Qin's father jumped up, shouting, "A million? Why don't you just rob a bank? You think you can fool people with a broken chain? You..."

Before he could even utter a single curse word, a young man who had been standing nearby slapped him across the face.

Although force is reciprocal, hitting someone hurts your own hand, but it feels good!

The old man pulled his son close and touched his slapped face with heartache, but dared not say anything.

Zhan Xiaoyu didn't even bother to look at Qin's father. "Do you think everything is like your family's junk? Let me tell you, the one million is only because we're classmates. You can't buy this jade for less than two million. If you don't believe me, we'll go to a jade appraiser for an appraisal. After the appraisal, you'll have to pay the appraised price. I won't give you a penny off."

Although it was broken jade, even someone who doesn't know much about jade can tell from its color and texture that it's a good piece.

Qin's father fell silent. The old man, weeping, prepared to kneel before Zhan Xiaoyu, but Qin Tian and Zhao Yi stopped him. "Our family has brought a million! Even if you sold my old life, it wouldn't be worth that much! Aren't you deliberately trying to drive someone to their death? How about I give you the house? It's not enough, but we really don't have that much money."

Upon hearing this, Qin's father became anxious, "Mom! This house can still be sold for some money. This whole thing was caused by this kid, so he should be the one to pay compensation. It has nothing to do with us!"

Turning to Zhan Xiaoyu, she said, "This kid broke the jade. If you want compensation, go find him. I won't stop you. It's none of my business. And don't even think about taking this house."

Zhan Xiaoyu snorted coldly, "Your crappy place isn't even as good as my toilet, who cares? This isn't something you can just walk away from. Your son is a minor, under eighteen, and parents are responsible for all his mistakes. It's obvious he doesn't have the money, and I don't mind going through the legal process. If he can't pay, he'll go to jail."

The old man hurriedly pulled Qin Tian into his arms, pleading, "No! Please don't take my grandson to jail! Please, have mercy..."

“We didn’t say we were going to put your grandson in jail. I was just saying that if you don’t cooperate and we have to go through legal proceedings, then you, Sun Jian, will go to a reformatory, and it will be your son who goes to jail. Before your grandson becomes a minor, all legal responsibility will be borne by your son.”

Upon hearing this, Qin's father wanted to run away, but he was stopped at the door by someone who was a step ahead of him. Qin's father held back when he was about to start cursing.

Looking back at Qin Tian, ​​he strode over and raised his hand to strike, but the person who had stopped Qin's father swiftly pinned him to the ground.

"Let go! If I can't beat you, I can't beat my own son! You little brat, you've been causing trouble outside and dragging me down, I'll beat you to death, you little slut!"

"He's your son. If you kill him, no one will be there to take care of you in your final days," Zhao Yi said coldly.

Qin's father was furious. "I don't have a son like him! I'm not his father! Let me go, or I'll beat you to death, you worthless piece of trash!"

"Enough!"

Zhao Yi roared coldly, his imposing manner, ingrained from his upbringing, was commonplace among these ordinary people, who were immediately silenced by his words. "We know you're poor, but we're not stupid enough to force you to your deaths."

Zhan Xiaoyu took out a contract and threw it on the table. "Once you sign it, you don't have to pay back the money. He'll sell himself for twenty years, ten for the son and ten for the father, and the debt will be wiped clean. Of course, if you're not his son, then he'll have to sell himself for twenty years, and you'll be out of the picture."