Chapter 128 Go to the hospital and kill Lin Yu.
Qiao Xing only knew that Fang Ya's family was rich, but he didn't know what her family did, and he never inquired about it.
Yang Han and Fang Ya weren't even close, so how did he know so much?
Yang Han was stunned for a moment before laughing it off and saying, "I've run into her before. I overheard her bragging, so I just heard it."
Qiao Xing said "Oh," Fang Ya did indeed like to show off, which seemed to be understandable.
She stopped talking and sat quietly in the car. Yang Han dropped her off at the bottom of her apartment building and didn't go upstairs. He waited until she was safely inside the elevator before leaving.
After all, it was Qin Ce who gave the order, so he had to be careful.
Qiao Xing absentmindedly took the elevator upstairs, entered the password, and went inside.
To her surprise, the lights were still on, the old man was asleep on the sofa, and the radio next to him was playing a soft, creaking sound.
Qiao Xing walked up to the old man and gently patted his shoulder, "Grandpa."
The old man opened his eyes, turned his head and glanced at her, "How did I fall asleep? What time is it... Where is that kid Xiao Ce?"
Qiao Xing pursed her lips, her expression complicated. She didn't know how to explain for a moment. She didn't want the old man to worry, but Qin Ce was still at the police station.
"Grandpa, please go back to your room to sleep. You'll catch a cold here."
"Xingxing, what happened to your face? Who hit you?" The old man stared at her face, half of which was red.
Qiao Xing subconsciously touched her cheek; it was burning hot.
"Oh... I accidentally tripped and fell."
The old man's face darkened. Having lived to such an old age, he could see through anyone's lies at a glance.
"Xingxing, tell Grandpa the truth, what really happened?"
"Grandpa, I..."
"Tell the truth," the old man interrupted her, his demeanor unlike his usual kind and gentle self, and also unlike the grumpy old man who had lost his temper last night.
At this moment, the old man was serious and dignified, exuding a terrifying sense of oppression.
Qiao Xing felt uneasy upon seeing this.
The old man stared intently at her, as if he wouldn't give up until she told him that night.
Having lived for so many years, Qiao Xing hadn't felt this kind of family warmth for a long time, except when her maternal grandparents were alive.
That "I'll stand up for you even if the sky falls" attitude made her eyes well up with tears.
She was silent for a moment, then gave a general account of what had happened.
Of course, she also kept Lin Yu's insults from her, as they were too harsh to say to an elderly person. Similarly, she was afraid that the old man would overthink things if he heard them.
I think she's such a despicable person.
"Hmph! This is outrageous!" The old man stomped his cane on the ground, exuding an air of dominance.
Qiao Xing also had a moment of doubt.
The old man said, "Qin Ce, that kid, did a good job, hmm."
He nodded approvingly as he spoke.
Qiao Xing opened her mouth, thinking she had misheard. Was the old man praising Qin Ce?
Shouldn't he be worried about Qin Ce's current situation?
Before Qiao Xing could figure it out, the old man softened his tone and said to Qiao Xing, "Xingxing, go put some medicine on your face and get a good night's rest. You don't need to worry about anything else."
"What about Qin Ce?"
"You don't need to worry about him. He's a grown man, can't he handle this little thing? Why do you need to worry about him? What's the point of having him? Listen to Grandpa, go back to sleep and don't think about anything."
Qiao Xing opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but the old man had already stood up.
"It's so late, Grandpa must be sleepy, go to bed."
Qiao Xing couldn't help but sigh, "This old man is really carefree; he doesn't care at all what will happen to Qin Ce."
Qiao Xing took some ice from the refrigerator, wrapped it in gauze, sat on the sofa, covered her face, and picked up the remote to turn on the TV.
She wondered if this would make the news tonight, but it seemed like nothing was happening.
She took out her phone again to watch videos and search for news keywords, but couldn't find anything.
It seems those people haven't uploaded it yet.
In fact, this matter had already been resolved before Han Yan came to the police station.
By blocking all keywords, the video simply cannot be published, and even if it is, it will be taken down immediately.
Occasionally a few slip through the net and are caught, but their IP addresses are tracked and they are warned, so the videos taken tonight are unlikely to be leaked online.
When Yang Han returned to the police station, Qin Ce and Han Yan had already come out.
The two were standing at the intersection smoking.
Yang Han got out of the car and asked excitedly, "How is it? Is Lin Yu dead yet?"
Han Yan laughed and said, "Look at your ugly, spoiled rich kid face. You keep talking about dying all the time. Do you feel uncomfortable if you don't cause trouble for your parents every day?"
Yang Han glared at him, annoyed. "Did you sharpen your tongue with a whetstone? You're so sharp-tongued. I just asked a casual question, and you started rambling on and on."
"I'm a second-generation rich kid, but I'm not a spoiled brat, okay? I at least have shares and real power in the company!"
"Good, good, you have real power, you're amazing, you're incredible. Go to the hospital and kill Lin Yu."
"You..." Yang Han was really angry with him, and the key point was that she couldn't argue with him.
He simply ignored Han Yan and turned to Qin Ce, asking, "Old Qin, what's your side of the story?"
Qin Ce leaned against the car door, a cigarette between his fingers. The swirling smoke made his face, already hidden in the darkness, even more mysterious.
"Lin Yu cannot die now," Qin Ce said.
Han Yan said, "That's right. If Lin Yu dies now, this matter will be troublesome. We should at least wait until this storm passes before making any further decisions."
If anyone overheard what these three were discussing, they would probably be terrified, especially since they were right outside the police station.
How arrogant!
It's practically a ghost story.
Yang Han said, "Now that Lin Yu is awake, he definitely won't let this go. If he files a lawsuit or appeals, it'll be a real hassle."
Han Yan pushed up his glasses. "This is simple. Let your fearless cousin handle it."
"Um?"
Han Yan said, "What are you 'huh'ing about? Why don't you go?"
Yang Han twitched the corners of his mouth. He was a low-key person who didn't like to show his face and hated being called a rich second-generation.
Jiang Wang is known for his high profile and wants to announce to the world that he is a rich second-generation.
He has little money in his pocket, yet he goes around chasing girls, getting into arguments on Weibo, and frequently making headlines.
He was known far and wide for his playboy reputation.
Sending him to find Lin Yu is indeed a good idea.
"Alright, let him go then. This guy loves to get involved in trouble." Yang Han shrugged, took out his phone and glanced at the time. "Damn, it's so late. I'm not chatting with you guys anymore. Goodbye!"
After saying that, he got back into his Wuling Hongguang, stepped on the gas, and disappeared from their sight.
Han Yan stared at the dilapidated car disappearing into the night, and he found it somewhat amusing. "What, is pretending to be poor contagious?"
Qin Ce threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it out with the toe of his foot.
"I'm going back."
Han Yan was taken aback. "Didn't you say you weren't going back?"
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