Aunt Wu glanced at her and said, "Don't worry, Brother Yang has photos of Min Ren. I'll just steal them out and show them to you later."
Yang Ziqiang has a photo album containing a black and white photo of Min Ren.
However, she was more curious about how Xue Mei got her hands on Minren's diary.
Xue Mei smiled crookedly.
"Don't worry about that. If you want to make it look real, you'll naturally have to do some work."
After she came up with the idea of impersonating Yang Ziqiang's daughter, she went to Jishetang Hospital to find Director Guan.
Since Dean Guan had passed away, she had no choice but to go to her daughter.
Unexpectedly, her daughter, already in her fifties, was still living in poverty.
She then told her everything about the fake story.
Guan's mother was pleasantly surprised: "You really can give me a third of the money? Okay, I'll participate in this scam."
When she heard that it could bring her great wealth, she agreed without hesitation.
She also took out a notebook.
This notebook was given to Yang Ziqiang's father, Dean Guan, by his grandmother.
When Yang Ziqiang went to see Dean Guan, he forgot to take it out and later gave it to his daughter.
Unexpectedly, this diary has actually come in handy now.
She read through all the contents of the diary and altered the names of the hospitals that appeared in it.
Even if Yang Ziqiang got his hands on the diary, he wouldn't be able to find any flaws.
Just as Aunt Wu went to steal the photos, Xue Mei also found Aunt Guan.
When Guan's mother saw her, she asked if things were going smoothly.
"It went fairly smoothly. Yang Ziqiang was immediately drawn to the notebook. He was truly deeply in love with that woman named Minren."
However, you still need to remember her photo.
"Her photo? I don't have her photo. My dad took money from his grandmother back then, which is why he fabricated the story that Minren died in childbirth at Jishetang."
Guan's mother frowned.
Xue Mei quickly said, "Don't be nervous. I will show you the photos when the time comes. Just remember them."
Only then did Aunt Guan relax her brows, waiting for the moment when the money would pour in.
......
At this moment, the morning sunlight shines through the curtains and onto the bed.
Lin Chen patted Jiang Ning's bottom to wake her up.
Jiang Ning pulled the blanket up over herself, her voice languid.
"What time did you stay up last night? You have to get up now?"
Lin Chen didn't want to disrupt his sleep schedule, and laughed:
"At least eat breakfast before you go to sleep."
Skipping breakfast can easily lead to gallbladder problems.
Jiang Ning could only rub her hair and get up, then lazily sat down by the window.
This is a floor-to-ceiling window overlooking Victoria Harbour. The harbor is completely different during the day and at night, with sailboats slowly passing by on the shimmering sea, like an oil painting.
She grabbed a piece of bread and stuffed it into her mouth.
She then remembered that she had almost blacked out yesterday, and it was Lin Chen who carried her back.
"How did the talk go last night?" Jiang Ning couldn't remember what she had said to Uncle Xiang.
Lin Chen finished his coffee and spoke in a clear voice.
"You boasted to Uncle Xiang that you would help him shed his gangster image and take him to expand his business to the capital. You certainly made a lot of promises!"
As he spoke, he shook his head indulgently, thinking that with his wife like this, Uncle Xiang probably wouldn't stand up for her.
We need to find another way to rescue Wu Hao's parents.
Jiang Ning glared at him and said:
"Looks like I haven't done anything out of line. These are the things I wanted to say all along. Do you think that gangsters like him can be so glamorous for a few years? When Hong Kong returns to the motherland, they'll be dealt with."
"If I told them to switch careers ahead of schedule, wouldn't that be helping them?"
"So you let him snatch territory from the King of Hell, huh?" Lin Chen raised an eyebrow.
Jiang Ning touched her nose guiltily, "That's what I told him, isn't it? If we don't seize it now, we might not have another chance later."
In short, she felt that Uncle Xiang, who was in the arms business, had absolutely no reason to be afraid of the King of Hell.
After finishing her meal, Jiang Ning was no longer sleepy, so she changed her clothes and planned to go for a walk with Lin Chen.
The room phone rang suddenly, and she answered it.
Li Hua informed them that they could go see Wu Hao's parents.
They arrived at the prison where Wu's father and mother were being held.
The legal system here is very strict, and prison management is also very effective.
Wu Hao, as a relative, can visit, but others need to make an appointment.
"Then I'll go in." Wu Hao glanced at Jiang Ning and forced a smile.
Because they haven't been sentenced yet, they are being held in the same cell.
When Wu Hao saw them, he was so frightened by their haggard appearance that he burst into tears.
Wu's father scolded him, "What are you doing here? If you're a man, hold back your tears!"
As their relationship with the King of Hell grew closer, they realized they had been drawn into the quagmire of crime.
Many of the businesses they conduct are not legal.
The discovery of flour in their shipments this time indicates they were using their status as law-abiding citizens to smuggle drugs.
They have no way of proving their innocence.
Since they've already been caught in the crossfire, they don't want their son to get involved anymore.
Little did they know, Wu Hao had already been used by the King of Hell.
"Dad, Mom, don't worry, I will definitely get you out. You must insist that you know nothing."
Wu Hao reminded them.
Wu's mother nodded, "We didn't know anything about it either!"
The family of three talked for a while longer before visiting hours ended.
Before leaving, Wu Hao told them to keep hope, assuring them that he would definitely rescue them.
After the visit ended, Li Hua told them that Uncle Xiang was already looking for someone to take the blame. Once someone claimed the bag of flour, they would be able to leave.
"Wouldn't that mean wronging an innocent person?" Wu Hao hesitated.
Li Hua chuckled: "Which of those people in the underworld is a good person? As long as they give their families enough money, that's all that matters."
You don't need millions, you don't need hundreds of thousands; sometimes, tens of thousands of yuan can buy a life.
To everyone's surprise, Wu Hao received a warning letter in the evening.
It says that the consequence of betraying the King of Hell is having one's hands and feet cut off.
That evening, as he was walking down a busy street, a motorcycle roared past him through the bustling city.
Just as he passed by, the person sitting behind him on the motorcycle slashed his arm with a large machete, causing a spurt of blood to gush out. He collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
Upon realizing something was wrong, Lin Chen quickly ran over, picked him up, and hailed a taxi to rush him to the hospital.
The car was driving on the road when cars kept crashing into it from behind, which nearly scared the driver to death.
"Drive carefully, or everyone in our car will die! Take the Xiang family to the private hospital."
Sitting in the car, Li Hua told the driver to calm down.
Jiang Ning quickly took off Wu Hao's clothes, tore them into strips, and tied them to his arm to stop the bleeding.
We definitely can't go to the nearby hospitals; we can only go to the Xiang family's private hospital.
The cars behind continued to pursue them relentlessly, and when they entered a less congested section of the road, the drivers even opened fire on them.
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