On her wedding night, Jiang Yilai's comatose husband suddenly woke up. Thus, Jiang Yilai, who was unloved by her father, disliked by her stepmother, had her boyfriend stolen by her stepsister, ...
Jiang Lezhen arrived at the law firm with an arrogant attitude, intending to put pressure on them by using her status as the future Mrs. Fu and a minor celebrity.
In her view, those accidents were just accidental play by children, and there was no need to dwell on them.
Although the victims are determined to pursue legal action, it doesn't matter as long as they can bribe and persuade the opposing lawyer.
But Jiang Lezhen never expected that the person standing in front of her at this moment would be Jiang Yilai, whom she hadn't seen for five years.
She stared wide-eyed as Jiang Yilai, dressed smartly, walked up to her; her unique aura intimidated her.
If Jiang Yilai was described as beautiful in the past, then she is now described as having a heroic and proud beauty, like a snow lotus on a snow-capped mountain peak, unattainable.
"You... how could it be you?"
"Jiang Lezhen, it's been a long time."
Jiang Lezhen is no longer the impulsive and reckless person she was a few years ago. After all, she has been in the entertainment industry for several years and has experienced all kinds of situations, so she quickly regained her composure.
"It has been a long time, but what are you doing here?"
"This must be fate, the case I took on after returning to China is related to you."
Hearing this made Jiang Lezhen feel uneasy. She knew this person's character well and knew that money could not buy him off.
Things are different now, so we have to keep trying.
"It's so good that it's you, sister. This is your nephew. How can you bear to ruin him?"
“I think you are the one who ruined him. You are so wrong, how can you still want to solve this through other channels?”
"He's only four years old, it's normal for him to play and roughhouse with his classmates."
"It's normal to play around with classmates, but poking someone's eyes with a pencil, and according to the investigation, it happened more than once."
"He's just a child and doesn't understand anything."
“If you don’t teach him, how will he understand? I visited the school and found that Fu Qingyun often hurts his classmates. He has also hurt the maids and nannies at home. Don’t you know these things?”
Jiang Lezhen shook her hand nervously, then said stubbornly, "Even so, he's so young, the law can't restrain him."
"Of course, but what he did will be recorded in his life file forever and will follow him for the rest of his life."
“Anyway, our family has plenty of money, and we can support him in the future,” Jiang Lezhen said stubbornly.
"Since you've already made up your mind, what's the point of talking about it?"
"You...you're really that ruthless."
Jiang Yilai said coldly, "Evil knows no age; everyone must pay the price for their wrongdoings."
Jiang Lezhen suddenly thought of something and a mischievous smile crept across her face: "Sister, what about your child from back then? If he was born, he should be the same age as our Qingyun."
Jiang Yilai replied calmly, "Thanks to you back then, I lost my child. You really keep your word."
No mother could say such a thing; she had no choice but to do this in order to keep the existence of her child a secret.
Jiang Lezhen's hand trembled; they really hadn't let her go back then.
She argued, "This has nothing to do with me."
"That's strange. Grandpa told me personally that you said it back then. Why don't we confront him again?"
These words startled Jiang Lezhen, who quickly shook her head. She dared not confront him, as she had already been severely criticized for Fu Qingyun's actions.