Chapter 99 Sang Qian, how dare you!
Upon hearing this, Sang Zhiming and his wife's expressions changed.
Zhang Shuli said anxiously, "Sang Qian, Yulong is your brother. How can you really send your brother to prison?"
Sang Qian looked at her with a mocking gaze, "Then why don't we let him come out and continue killing me?"
"No, I promise, he will never hurt you again, Qian, I'm begging you..."
"Mom, why are you begging her?"
Sang Yulong interrupted Zhang Shuli loudly, raising his chin confidently to look at Sang Qian, "I am the only male in the Sang family. I don't believe you would dare to put me in jail."
Sang Qian sneered inwardly; she couldn't be bothered to talk to an idiot.
Whether he's a male member or a nobody in the Sang family, what does it have to do with her?
"Trying to scare me, huh? You want me to bow down and apologize? Hmph, dream on! If you're so capable, then make sure I never leave this place again."
Sang Yulong was still shouting there.
Jin Changyu, who had been silent all along, turned to look at Attorney Zhang. "Attorney Zhang, did you hear the other party's request?"
"I heard you."
Zhang Lu glanced at Sang Yulong and repeated, "He told him to never come out."
Jin Changyu nodded lightly, "Since they have such a request, let's grant it."
Zhang Lu said, "Don't worry, Mr. Jin, I will do my best to satisfy him."
Upon hearing their conversation, Mr. and Mrs. Sang Zhiming turned pale instantly.
Zhang Shuli's legs went weak and she almost fell over, but fortunately Xu Manrong supported her.
Sang Zhiming hurriedly came over to explain to Jin Changyu, "Changyu, don't misunderstand, Yulong, he's just talking nonsense..."
“My wife has already made her position clear, and we are willing to meet your son’s demands.” Jin Changyu glared coldly at Sang Zhiming. “If you have any further questions, contact my lawyer directly.”
After he finished speaking, he looked at Sang Qian and instantly switched to a gentle tone, "Wife, let's go home."
"Um."
Sang Qian nodded.
As she stood up, Jin Changyu reached out and gently supported her waist, while pulling the chair out with his other hand.
Only then did Sang Yulong seem to realize that Sang Qian was serious. He froze for a few seconds before his emotions suddenly broke down.
"Sang Qian, how dare you!"
His eyes were bloodshot as he roared, "I'm the only grandson of the Sang family! If you put me in jail, aren't you afraid that my grandparents will rise from the ground at night to settle scores with you?"
"Oh!"
Sang Qian sneered, looking at his powerless rage, "A grandson of the Sang family? You never went back to visit your grandparents when they were alive, and you didn't even go to pay your respects after they passed away. Now that you've committed a crime and are being punished, you have the nerve to come and take advantage of your grandparents?"
"Or are you so brain-dead that you think your parents rule this society and everyone in the world should indulge you?"
Sang Qian looked at him coldly, "Do you think they can save you?"
Sang Yulong was still full of resentment, staring intently at Sang Qian, but his trembling body and slightly panicked eyes betrayed his fear at that moment.
"husband."
Zhang Shuli gripped Sang Zhiming's arm tightly, shaking her head anxiously, her voice choked with sobs, "Our son can't go to jail."
Sang Zhiming could only take a deep breath, walk up to Sang Qian, and plead in an almost begging tone: "Qian, please let him go for the sake of Yulong being your brother."
Although Sang Zhiming was angry that Sang Yulong still hadn't repented and was making things worse, he was still his only son, and he couldn't let him actually go to jail.
"He's still young. If he really goes in, his life will be over. Anyway, you're not hurt, so don't hold it against him..."
Sang Zhiming reached out to grab Sang Qian's arm, but was angrily brushed away by Jin Changyu, whose face was cold and stern.
"You're not injured?"
Jin Changyu's eyes were dark and brooding as he looked at him, his voice cold and angry, "He injured Miss Su, which is a criminal act. Furthermore, my wife is currently pregnant. Sang Yulong violently pushed her against the wall. If she had been seriously injured, do you know what the consequences would have been?"
"Wh-what?"
The Sang family members were all stunned and looked at Sang Qian in surprise.
Sang Zhiming was stunned for several seconds. "A-Qian, you, you're pregnant?"
Sang Qian looked at him expressionlessly and said, "Yes, so your son's guilt might be heavier."
Xu Manrong, who had been standing silently to the side, looked at Sang Qian and secretly clenched her fists.
This bitch is pregnant with the Jin family's child?
No wonder Jin Changyu came to protect her personally.
With a child from the Jin family, wouldn't her position in the Jin family be even more secure in the future?
"A-Qian, we're family by blood, how can you do this..."
"family?"
Sang Qian seemed to have been touched upon, and her emotions suddenly became agitated, "Who is my family?"
Her cold, fierce gaze swept over the four people.
"It was Sang Yulong who conspired with his cousin to lock my room door from the inside, cut off my room's water and electricity, and leave me, a mere twelve-year-old, covered in shower gel foam and freezing all night in the dead of winter."
"Is it Xu Manrong, who usurped someone else's place and enjoyed their treatment, yet still resorted to underhanded tactics against them?"
"Or is it the beastly father who, after I was locked up and frozen all night with a high fever, just casually told me, 'Your little brother is still young and naughty, don't hold it against him'?"
"It's you again?" Sang Qian suddenly looked at Zhang Shuli, "You vicious stepmother who wouldn't allow the doctor to give me fever-reducing medicine when I had a persistent high fever?"
Because of her anger, Sang Qian's voice was hoarse and trembling, "If it weren't for the nanny, Aunt Luo, who couldn't stand it anymore and called my grandfather for help, I wouldn't be being killed by Sang Yulong now. I would have been killed by you all when I was twelve years old."
Every word she said felt like a knife stabbing into Jin Changyu's heart. He looked at Sang Qian, whose body was trembling slightly, and tenderly embraced her.
Feeling her trembling body, as if all her strength had been exhausted, lean softly against his chest, Jin Changyu's heart tightened. He immediately bent down and lifted her up in his arms, then instructed Zhang Lu:
"I'll leave this matter to you to handle from now on."
After saying that, he carried the person away, but when he reached the door, he paused and turned back to look at Sang Zhiming:
“Your son may be a bad seed, but he’s also a moron. He returned to the country for no reason and committed a crime like murder. Besides being a scumbag himself, you should also investigate whether he was instigated by someone.”
After finishing his sentence, Jin Changyu glanced at Xu Manrong, whose face suddenly showed panic, and continued to Sang Zhiming, "Or perhaps you should think more deeply about whether you have raised a good daughter or a poisonous snake all these years."
After saying this, amidst the astonished expressions of Sang Zhiming and his wife and the deathly pale face of Xu Manrong, Jin Changyu carried Sang Qian out of the mediation room.
Zhang Lu followed closely behind and left, closing the door behind him.
A moment of silence fell over the room.
After a long while, Sang Zhiming slowly turned around to look at Xu Manrong, whose face had turned deathly pale.
His voice was filled with suppressed anger, "What did he mean by those words just now?"
"Uncle, I...I don't know..."
Xu Manrong's voice trembled and lacked confidence, but she still shook her head desperately.
Seeing her guilty look, Sang Zhiming was so angry that the veins on his forehead bulged. "Did you really instigate Yulong to kill Aqian?"
Zhang Shuli snapped out of her daze and looked at Xu Manrong in disbelief. Suddenly, she remembered, "It seems that it was you who told Yulong about the situation at home that he returned to China."
After Zhang Shuli finished speaking, she grabbed Xu Manrong's clothes and roared in pain and anger, "So, it really was you who killed Yulong?"
Xu Manrong's face was flustered, "Auntie, I, I..."
"You little beast!"
Zhang Shuli slapped her across the face, sending her staggering a few steps away. Then, her finger trembling, she pointed at her and said, "I've been so good to you, raising you like a daughter, and you're so vicious as to push my son into a pit of fire?"
"No, no, Auntie, let me explain..."
Xu Manrong went over to try and pull her aside to explain, but Zhang Shuli angrily pushed her away.
"Get out of here! Get out of the Sang family! I never want to see you again."
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