They knelt down, crying and wailing, begging.
Song Yan hid behind because he found their snot and tears disgusting.
“Cry as hard as you can. If you get the neighbors to come, I’ll jump off a building and say you forced me to do this. Look at the neighbors, the factory workers, the police, everyone in the neighborhood committee—will they believe you or me? This is incorrigible. Will your behavior lead to harsher punishments for Song Huadong and Song Cheng?” This side of Song Yan was something no one had ever seen before.
This time they were really crying.
What can anyone do with Song Yan? She's a military family member and always causing trouble. You can kneel before her, she doesn't care; you can beg her, she's unmoved. If you want to use force, who's as ruthless as Liu Damei, who smashed her head like that…
Her parents are moving out, and the old lady can't control them anymore.
Before, if we made a fuss outside, they would be scared. Now, if we make a fuss, they all say that the old lady is talking nonsense and that the Song family is bullying Song Lao Er...
"Xiaoyan, this is all our money. We really have no other choice," Song Huaqing said, filled with regret. He had gotten such a good deal that he was now sacrificing his son. He wanted to say that he hadn't spent that much money, that it was his third son who had. But Song Yan wouldn't listen.
"I have an idea for you. Let's write an IOU! Song Huaqing owes me 3000, and Song Cheng owes me 691." If Song Yan has the IOU in his hand, would they dare to cause any trouble?
"no!"
"no!"
He Xiaofen and Song Cheng's wife spoke at the same time.
He Xiaofen broke out in a cold sweat; so many people were being manipulated by Song Yan.
“I won’t force you.” Song Yan threw the money on the table. “Let me tell you, my legs are valuable, and I’m only doing this once. This matter will be handled according to your decision, but I won’t give you a chance to back down.”
Should we proceed according to our decision? Was that our decision?
"Okay, okay, you should agree quickly!" Old Mrs. Song shouted anxiously.
She realized that Song Yan, this little brat, was completely unreasonable.
My youngest son isn't even married yet! How can I let him go to jail?
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