Such vicious insults would make anyone's heart pound. They looked at Yang Qingheng with pity, but the woman was much calmer than them. Her expression was indifferent, and she even revealed a mocking smile: "Mom, what are you saying? If you strangle me to death, how will you get your retribution?"
"You! You!" Gao Xiao'e's eyes went black. Instead of getting angry, she almost fainted from anger. She pointed at her nose, barely breathing, "I know you resent me, but Xiao Cheng is your own brother, the only heir of our Yang family. You must release him."
Does this old geezer really not respect the police?
Yang Qingheng's lips twitched. This was a criminal case; even if the King of Heaven himself came, he couldn't withdraw it.
However, seeing her half-dead with anger piqued his interest. He rolled his eyes and leaned closer, saying, "Mom, it's not that I don't want to release my brother, it's just that even if I do, the Yang family line will end."
"What do you mean?" Gao Xiao'e was stunned.
Yang Qingheng feigned surprise and widened her eyes: "Huh? You didn't know? Li Sen is Chengcheng's boyfriend."
Then she chuckled, her face beaming with joy: "Congratulations, Mom! Congratulations, Mom! You've always wanted another son in the family, and now you've had two sons! You must be overjoyed!"
"Impossible...impossible." Gao Xiao'e shook her head repeatedly and stepped back, but all the doubts in her heart were answered at this moment, and she could not deceive herself.
Why is her son inseparable from an older man who is half her age? Why is he even closer to that man than to his own mother?
Yang Qingheng added another heavy blow: "Mom, you probably don't know, but the house you painstakingly sold with my savings is registered under Li Sen's name. Your son is such a sentimental person."
"I don't believe it, I don't believe it!" Gao Xiao'e screamed, covering her ears. Her shrill voice caused several policemen nearby to cover their ears as well.
Perhaps due to excessive emotional excitement, she fainted the next second.
Everyone present breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed their aching ears.
Yang Qingheng shrugged, led Song Hengjue outside, and got into the car.
"The detective is back. Here's the evidence." Fang Nan handed over an envelope, hesitating to speak, feeling that the world was truly a huge drama.
The cause of Yang's father's death was not illness, but rather that he discovered his son's affair with Li Sen in the hospital and was strangled to death by his son.
Yang Qingheng also paused for a moment, then said strangely, "Just hand it over to the police station. Oh, by the way, have you found out what happened with Li Jiaoyan?"
"The village chief and his wife moved to the city center some time ago. I heard it was the betrothal gift that Li Nian gave to Li Jiaoyan before," Fang Nan said.
Li Nian doesn't seem like someone who would be so generous.
Yang Qingheng looked in the direction of the police station, feeling somewhat wistful.
Li Jiaoyan is ruthless, but unfortunately not ruthless to the core, because she traded a prison sentence for her adoptive parents' lifelong wealth and honor.
"Tell the village chief and his wife about Li Jiaoyan's situation," Yang Qingheng instructed. After all, she was their only daughter, and they might be able to get some information out of her.
Even though Li Nian didn't get his comeuppance, she was still unwilling to accept it.
Fang Nan opened his mouth: "They won't tell."
Yang Qingheng looked up in confusion.
Fang Nan pursed his lips: "They just adopted a boy from the orphanage a couple of days ago."
……boy.
Yang Qingheng remained silent, and for the first time, she felt that the word "pitiful" could actually be applied to Li Jiaoyan. She let out a soft sigh.
"Remember to tell Li Jiaoyan."
Fang Nan heard her sigh and turned around, thinking she was going to speak up for Li Jiaoyan, but the next second he heard her say something that made him choke.
This is the essence of killing someone by destroying their spirit. Indeed, the word "soft-hearted" cannot be used to describe this ruthless woman.
"Park at the restaurant next door," Song Hengjue said after remaining quiet the whole way.
Yang Qingheng looked up in confusion.
But then I heard his helpless voice: "This morning I wasn't complaining about not being able to get crispy roast duck at the restaurant."
"How can you be so thoughtful?" Yang Qingheng praised him generously, hugging his forearm.
Song Hengjue's lips almost curled up to the sky with pride: "Yang Qingheng, what do you mean by that? Are you looking down on me?"
Fang Nan sat silently in the driver's seat, his face darker than the bottom of a pot.
You're talking like nobody has a girlfriend, what are you showing off for! So shallow!
"One crispy roast duck, one Longjing shrimp, and... another braised eggplant." Yang Qingheng couldn't resist ordering as soon as she picked up the menu.
Song Hengjue suppressed a laugh and snatched the menu from her: "Alright, if you order so much, your aunt will think you don't like her cooking and she'll be sad again."
The main concern is that we don't know what seasonings are used in restaurant food, and we're worried that it might be harmful to pregnant women. Homemade food is much safer.
"Auntie isn't as stingy as you say. You're judging others by your own standards." Yang Qingheng glanced at him sideways.
"When have I ever been stingy..." Song Hengjue retorted, but the smile disappeared from his face when he saw the person slowly walking towards him.
Yang Qingheng noticed this, turned around in confusion, and met Zhong Yan's gaze as he entered.
"Senior sister." Zhong Yan strode over, as if it were a coincidence, and was very pleasantly surprised.
Yang Qingheng dared not believe it anymore, and gave a slight smile and nodded politely.
Zhong Yan was startled by her slightly protruding belly and didn't notice her indifference.
That little tummy is so cute.
Subconsciously, another possibility was overlooked.
To call it ignoring it is more like self-deception.
“What a coincidence to meet you here. My mentor arrived in Hai Province yesterday and said he wanted to see you. Do you have time? I’m also going to see my mentor. We can go together tomorrow.” As Zhong Yan said this, he glanced at Song Hengjue almost imperceptibly.
Yang Qingheng saw this and shook her head to refuse: "I have to go to the hospital for a prenatal check-up tomorrow, you go by yourself. I'll visit her with Hengjue another day when I have time. Speaking of which, my mentor hasn't met Hengjue yet, maybe I can invite him to my wedding."
Song Hengjue noticed the covetous look in Zhong Yan's eyes when he saw Yang Qingheng. He was initially furious, but upon hearing Yang Qingheng's words, his tense expression softened. He even stepped forward and warmly shook Zhong Yan's hand, saying, "Yes, after all, you are Qingheng's junior. You must come to our wedding. I would be very happy to receive your blessing."
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