The two people, their clothes scattered on the sofa, were terrified and immediately sat up.
Quickly grab the cushions and cover up whatever you can.
Lin Haotian, who was in the middle of a great deal of fun, suddenly stopped, his heart pounding.
"What are you doing? This is the Shen family home, and this is my own bedroom." Jiang Jingyu, having tidied herself up, launched into a tirade of abuse at Liu Changqing.
Even the police had to show her respect in the Shen family.
"Get dressed and come with us," Liu Changqing commanded sternly.
"Where are you going? We're not engaging in any debauchery in broad daylight, nor are we committing any indecent acts. What business is it of yours if I'm with a man in my own bedroom? You're breaking into my bedroom and invading my privacy, and you still think you have the right to do so?"
Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you're police officers.
Jiang Jingyu refused to cooperate with the police in enforcing the law.
Liu Changqing dispatched two police officers who took out handcuffs and forcibly took Jiang Jingyu and Lin Haotian down.
The two were handcuffed and escorted to the funeral hall.
The mourning hall was surrounded by people.
All eyes turned to them.
His face revealed a mocking, sarcastic, indignant, and even disdainful expression.
Jiang Jingyu didn't even understand what had happened.
Even on the white wall in the very center of the mourning hall, the live surveillance footage of her bedroom was still projected.
The room was empty except for a trace left from their indulgence.
With a loud bang.
Jiang Jingyu's mind exploded in an instant, and her blood ran cold.
She was extremely concerned about saving face.
She cared most about her family's reputation.
What did you just do?
She actually put on such a shocking and explicit scene with Lin Haotian, that fat pig, in front of so many people.
So many eyes saw it, they all saw it.
Jiang Jingyu felt as if all her strength had been drained away, and she slumped down, limp.
The police officers behind her supported her: "Madam Shen, keep walking forward."
Lin Haotian was also ordered by the police and was being pushed around.
The two of them staggered forward.
The guests on both sides stared intently at the two of them.
The sneerful gazes were like knives stabbing in from all directions.
They couldn't even lift their heads up.
At this moment, they are no different from prisoners who were paraded through the streets in ancient times.
As they passed by Lu Yunsheng, Jiang Zhan, and the others.
Lu Yunsheng glanced at Jiang Jingyu with disdain, straightened his back, and laughed loudly: "You just said that the Lu family members are corrupt from top to bottom, but you were probably talking about yourself."
"Those who indulge in lewdness in broad daylight are morally corrupt; in the past, such people would be thrown into the river and drowned in a pig cage."
"Lu Yunsheng, you..." Jiang Jingyu gritted her teeth in anger, her veins bulging.
“My dad is right. How can a disgusting, slutty old hag like you have the face to live? If I were this humiliated today, I would have already thrown myself into the river.” Jiang Zhan echoed his father.
Although they are not close to their father, the father and son are very united when it comes to fighting against external threats.
"You brat, I'll beat you to death!" Jiang Jingyu was so angry that she lost her mind and reason.
He rushed forward, wanting to bite Jiang Zhan a few times.
Jiang Zhan quickly dodged, shouting, "It bit me! A mad dog bit me! It tried to kill my sister by setting fire to her house, and now it wants to bite me to death too! Its intentions are despicable! Its intentions are despicable!"
The funeral hall was in complete chaos.
The guests thoroughly enjoyed the performance.
Liu Changqing and the others struggled to pull Jiang Jingyu back and forcibly detained her on the ground.
Jiang Jingyu, lying on the ground, sat slumped like a mad dog, her mouth slightly open, panting heavily.
Since she's already lost all face, what's the point of saving face?
Until two people entered the mourning hall.
Lu Zhiwei, dressed in a white dress, had her long, black hair cascading over her shoulders.
They walked this way with firm steps.
If Lin Haotian hadn't said she was still alive...
Jiang Jingyu felt as if she had returned to those nights at that hotel.
Lu Zhiwei has transformed into a female ghost and come to claim her life.
Lin Jing pushed Shen Jinmo in his wheelchair and entered the mourning hall with Lu Zhiwei.
Jiang Jingyu's panicked eyes glistened with tears, and the moment she saw her son, Shen Jinmo, she immediately turned her face away.
Over the years, she has never dared to openly flirt with men, for fear that her son, Shen Jinmo, would find out.
At least in front of her son, she wanted to maintain some semblance of a motherly image.
But today.
Whether it was the guests present or her only son, they probably all witnessed her most shameful and despicable moment.
Lu Zhiwei walked up to Jiang Jingyu first, looking down at her with disdain.
Jiang Jingyu, who is usually exquisite and beautiful, had disheveled hair, smudged makeup, and her cheongsam was buttoned up wrong at the neckline due to her emotional breakdown.
"Do you know why the police arrested you?" Lu Zhiwei asked her calmly.
Jiang Jingyu scoffed, "It's just because of the private conversations between Lin Haotian and me in the room. That doesn't count. It was you, Lu Zhiwei, who schemed against us, forcing Lin Haotian and me to put on an act, saying that we set the fire and killed you."
The fire at the art museum was something you orchestrated yourself. You were the only person inside at the time. You know the truth!
You faked your death in the fire and then planned this funeral, all so that the police would arrest me.
Lu Zhiwei! How vicious you are!
These words caused an uproar at the scene.
Even at this point, this woman can still say such things to justify herself.
Lu Zhiwei chuckled, and she even deeply admired Jiang Jingyu.
As a widow, she was able to support the Shen family for so long, which shows she had some extraordinary qualities.
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