Li's father was stunned by He Yongze's sudden appearance. Seeing that it was impossible to take a hard line today, he sat down on the expensive carpet and cried out, "This world is out of justice! My own daughter is ganging up with outsiders to bully her father! I can't live anymore!"
As he spoke, he was about to get up and crash into the pillar next to him.
"Enough!" Li Qiuyu shouted, silencing her father.
"You just want money, right? Here you go." Li Qiuyu suddenly found courage from somewhere, stepped out from behind Uncle Li, and walked up to Li's father.
At this moment, Li Qiuyu no longer possessed the confidence she once had as the sales manager of Wangshanhe, nor did she show the timidity she had when hiding behind Uncle Li.
He just smiled sadly and said, "You have never fulfilled your responsibilities as a father to me from childhood to adulthood."
“When Li Qiubo cried when we were little, you hit me.”
“He ate all the snacks himself and then accused me of stealing them. You hit me without listening to my explanation.”
“He doesn’t study hard, his grades are failing, and he says I didn’t tutor him well, so you hit me.”
“He got into a fight with a classmate at school and got his nose bleeding. You hit me.”
"If he fails to get into high school, you can hit me."
“His college entrance exam score wasn’t high enough for a bachelor’s degree, and you still hit me.”
"Hehe, if I go back with you today, you'll probably beat me up again."
"Dad, this is the last time I'll call you that."
"Perhaps I owed you something in my past life, and now I'm repaying it to you."
After saying that, Li Qiuyu reached into her backpack and said with a miserable smile, "You don't need to hit me anymore. Today I'm giving you back my life."
"Qiuyu!" Aunt Li Er shouted anxiously, as if she had a premonition of something.
Li Qiuyu took out a fruit knife from her bag, held it to her slender, snow-white neck, turned to look at her second uncle and aunt who had always doted on her, and two streams of tears flowed down her cheeks, dripping onto the gleaming blade: "Uncle, Aunt. If there is a next life, I want to be your daughter."
After saying that, she slightly raised the corners of her mouth and tightened her wrist.
"Stop her!" With Shen Lang's shout, a snow-white figure suddenly appeared beside Li Qiuyu and grabbed her hand holding the fruit knife.
Hearing Shen Lang's voice, Zhang Chengyang breathed a slight sigh of relief. Perhaps only Shen Lang could pull Li Qiuyu back from this abyss of despair.
Li Qiuyu opened her eyes and saw a stunningly beautiful woman she had never seen before grabbing her hand as she tried to commit suicide.
"Young Master is here, calm down." Dongxue said coldly, her face expressionless.
"Young Master?" Li Qiuyu asked herself, puzzled.
Then, a man in a black suit with long hair walked up to him.
"Shen Lang?" Li Qiuyu looked at Shen Lang with a confused expression.
"Slap!" A loud slap echoed in the hall, followed by Shen Lang's roar: "Who gave you permission to commit suicide?"
The nearly 1,000-square-meter hall was now extremely quiet. He Yongze and Zhang Chengyang were too frightened to speak by the furious aura emanating from Shen Lang, while the others were too scared to move by the ghostly Dong Xue.
"Clang!" The gleaming fruit knife fell to the ground. Facing Shen Lang, Li Qiuyu could no longer hold back and threw herself into his arms, bursting into tears.
Shen Lang didn't push her away. He coldly surveyed everyone standing in the hall, and finally his gaze fell on Zhang Chengyang.
Knowing he couldn't avoid this, Zhang Chengyang braced himself and walked over, saying, "Brother Lang, Yongze and I don't know what happened either. We just came up from the basement and saw this scene."
Shen Lang glanced at the group again, his tone as cold as ice, sending chills down their spines: "Who can explain this to me?"
Aunt Li walked over at this moment and asked, "Are you Qiuyu's friend?"
Shen Lang nodded and said, "Yes."
Aunt Li breathed a sigh of relief and began to explain the Li family's affairs to Shen Lang.
After listening, Shen Lang's cold gaze locked onto Li Qiubo and his son, and he said in an icy tone, "You want money, is that it?"
"No..." Li Qiubo felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. Just as he was about to deny it, he was interrupted by his father.
Mr. Li was feeling no better than Li Qiubo, but thinking of his unborn grandson, he braced himself and went forward: "Yes, we only want 500,000."
He didn't dare to ask for a million at this point. He just wanted to achieve his goal. Looking at the man in front of him, who seemed so imposing, he figured it wouldn't be difficult for him to come up with 500,000.
Shen Lang laughed, but his smile was icy: "I'll give you one million, but I want to buy out your family's ties with Li Qiuyu. Do you agree?"
"Yes, we agree," Li Qiubo said hurriedly upon hearing that Shen Lang was offering him money. Li's father also nodded in agreement.
“Okay, but there are conditions for the extra 500,000,” Shen Lang said.
“I’ll agree to any request,” said Mr. Li.
Shen Lang said to Dong Xue beside him, "Make them kneel down until the transaction is over."
"Yes, young master." Dongxue responded, and a white figure flashed by. Baixue returned to her position, while Li Qiubo and his son knelt down in the direction of Shen Lang and Li Qiuyu.
"What are you doing?" Li's father shouted angrily when he found himself kneeling down and unable to move.
In his view, being forced to kneel before his daughter was more painful than being killed.
"Shut him up," Shen Lang said softly.
Bai Xue kicked up the dagger that had fallen to the ground with her snow-white boots and shot it toward Li's father's throat.
Li's father was speechless for a moment.
Li Qiubo, who was about to scream, quickly shut his mouth.
Then Shen Lang said to Aunt Li, who was standing next to him, "Could you please call and tell Li Qiuyu's mother to come over as well?"
Uncle Li walked over at this moment and asked in an unfriendly tone, "What do you not want to do?"
Shen Lang laughed and said, "Don't worry, I won't do anything to them. I just want Li Qiuyu to make a clean break with their family."
"You're not lying to me?" Uncle Li asked, half believing and half doubting.
Dongxue said disdainfully, "If you want to do anything to them, young master, you won't even see their corpses."
"How dare you talk like that, girl?" Although Uncle Li was frightened by Dongxue, being looked down upon by a girl who was about the same age as his daughter made him feel that his dignity as a man had been challenged.
At this moment, Li Qiuyu climbed out of Shen Lang's arms, wiped the tears from her face, and said, "Shen Lang, Second Uncle and Second Aunt, let me make a call."
She then took out her phone, dialed Li's mother's number, and said, "Mom, I got the money, but why don't you come and take it back with them?"
"Really?" Li's mother said with delight, "I knew my daughter would have a way."
"Heh." Li Qiuyu scoffed and said, "Bring your son's girlfriend along. I'm at the MAX bar in X. Your son's girlfriend should know this place."
Li Qiuyu then hung up the phone. She completely ignored the Li family father and son kneeling on the ground; in her eyes, they were probably no longer family, but just a pair of bloodsuckers who used morality to blackmail her.
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