Chapter 65 She blames him
Seeing Zhang Liangcheng hesitant and refusing to say anything, Jiang Yu had no idea what was going on! For a moment, his face was as cold as the Arctic ice, and he even had the urge to kill someone.
"Zhang Liangcheng! I'll settle this score with you later!"
Jiang Yu said this coldly, then looked up at Li Dazhu, trying to calm him down with a steady voice: "The dead cannot be resurrected, but the living must continue to live. I will have the finance department immediately pay you the wages I owe you. In addition, I will give you a compensation of 500,000 yuan, but you must release Assistant Shen now. If you don't, you will really be unable to escape when the police come."
Li Dazhu glanced at Shen Qinghuan, whose face turned red from being strangled by him, and then looked at Jiang Yu, who had a gloomy expression.
He suddenly burst into tears, "Ahhhhh! Why? Why couldn't you come to the construction site to inspect it earlier? Why did you wait until my son died before paying me my salary? Why? Why..."
Shen Qinghuan noticed that Li Dazhu's grip on her had loosened a little, and she tried to break free from his restraints, but Li Dazhu seemed to know her plan. The next second, his arms tightened and he warned her fiercely: "Assistant Shen, I don't want to hurt you, but if you want to run away, don't blame me..."
Shen Qinghuan's heart trembled, and she clenched her fingers tightly in fear, fearing that she would not be able to control herself and anger him again.
She paused, then suppressed her fear and explained anxiously: "I, I won't run! I haven't thought about running!"
"Uncle Li, I feel really bad about what happened to you.
You may not know this, but I have no family left in this world. My father died in a car accident a long time ago, and later my grandfather also died of illness. For more than ten years, I have been living under the care of others, but I have never been disappointed with life. I want to live on and live well, because I think my father and grandfather both hope that I can live well.
"Uncle Li, I believe your son's thoughts are the same as my father and my grandfather's. Although he is gone now, he definitely hopes that you can live well. If you don't want to continue living because of him, he will definitely be very sad if he knows!"
Shen Qinghuan's voice was neither loud nor soft, but it was not only heard by Li Dazhu, but also by Jiang Yu who was not far away.
He knew a few things about Shen Qinghuan's family, like how her father had died in a car accident on her birthday, how her mother had left with another man not long after her father's death, leaving her to depend on her grandfather. Later, her grandfather became seriously ill, knowing he wouldn't live long, so he brought Shen Qinghuan to their home to be cared for. And finally, her mother had never returned to look for her since she left, as if she had vanished...
Seeing Shen Qinghuan willing to expose her scabbed scars in order to calm Li Dazhu's emotions, Jiang Yu felt as if his heart was being hammered over and over again by a heavy hammer.
He narrowed his eyes suddenly, his eyes looking cold and brutal as if he had been poisoned by a bone-eating cold poison.
"Li Dazhu, I'll give you one last chance. If you don't let go of Assistant Shen now, it won't be me who'll be negotiating with you later."
As for who it is, everyone knows it.
They have already called the police, and they will be here soon. Then it will be the turn of the police negotiation experts to talk to him.
Li Dazhu panicked, and his emotions, which had calmed down somewhat, gradually became agitated again. "You, you should call the police, right? It's clearly your fault. You clearly forced my son to death. Why do you still have the nerve to call the police!"
Sensing his emotional fluctuations, Shen Qinghuan's heart skipped a beat. Suppressing the fear in her heart, she said softly, "Uncle Li, don't get excited! President Jiang and I don't want to hurt you. We didn't know about your situation before. If we had known earlier, we would not have stood idly by and would have found a way for you."
After a pause, she continued to persuade him, "Now that things have happened, you have to live well to make up for your son's death. I think he must have said a lot of things to you before he died, asking you to live well."
"Uncle Li, President Jiang won't lie to you. You can trust what he says."
“Snap!”
The dagger that Li Dazhu was holding tightly in his hand suddenly fell to the ground without any warning. His face was grim, and he screamed "Wow". He squatted on the ground, holding his head and sobbing.
His crying was sad and desperate, and his thin body trembled uncontrollably.
The most painful thing in the world is to lose a son in middle age. His life was obviously difficult, but fate still did not let him go and cruelly deprived him of even his last hope.
Shen Qinghuan stood there in a daze, his mouth slightly open, unable to utter a word of comfort.
The next second, when everyone came to their senses, Zhang Liangcheng waved his hand and several strong men grabbed Li Dazhu.
Shen Qinghuan hesitated for a moment, but still took a step forward. Looking at Li Dazhu, whose face was covered in tears, she said seriously, "Uncle Li, don't worry! I promised you that I would never hold you responsible."
Li Dazhu smiled bitterly, as if talking to himself: "I will live well, I will definitely live well..."
As if remembering something, Shen Qinghuan turned her head to glance at Jiang Yu, frowning slightly. After a moment's hesitation, she said, "Boss Jiang promised to settle your wages, and it was 500,000 yuan in compensation. He won't break his promise."
Li Dazhu lowered his head, as if he didn't hear what Shen Qinghuan said.
Soon, Li Dazhu was taken away by the police who arrived.
Shen Qinghuan also cooperated with the record, telling the police everything that happened, and said sincerely: "I didn't suffer any substantial harm, so I don't want to pursue his legal responsibility." ...
A few minutes later, silence returned to the empty construction site entrance.
At this time, Shen Qinghuan was already sitting in the car. She was scratching her fingers unconsciously. The paleness on her face had not faded away. She was still a little scared in her heart. She felt that everything that had just happened was like a dream.
But if she had not succeeded in persuading Li Dazhui just now, the sharp dagger in Li Dazhui's hand would have pierced her skin, and what might have been waiting for her was a ruptured aorta and death from blood loss.
Jiang Yu thought about it for a long time, but couldn't remember if he had ever seen Shen Qinghuan with such an expression before. It seemed that in his memory, she was always bold, outspoken and passionate. She was also always strong and always made her grandparents laugh.
But when she told Li Dazhu about her past, the sadness and despair in her eyes made him feel that she was not herself and she should not be so sad.
After all, more than ten years have passed, long enough for people to forget everything, including the difficult-to-heal traumas they once suffered.
Thinking of this, Jiang Yu hesitated for a moment, frowned slightly and said, "It's okay now!"
Faced with Jiang Yu's sudden concern, Shen Qinghuan was stunned at first, then lowered her eyelids, "I know he didn't actually intend to hurt me, and I don't want to hold him responsible."
Hearing her say this, Jiang Yu recalled her words of sympathy for Li Dazhu, and a bitter feeling welled up in his heart. He said seriously, "Don't worry! I'll have Gao Qian find him a lawyer and try to get him lenient treatment."
Shen Qinghuan: "He should be treated leniently. He was forced to take this path because he couldn't get paid. It wasn't his will."
Jiang Yu narrowed his eyes almost imperceptibly, vaguely feeling that there was something else behind Shen Qinghuan's words. Therefore, the look he gave Shen Qinghuan was filled with a hint of inquiry and scrutiny.
After hesitating for a moment, he frowned and asked, "Are you blaming me?"
Shen Qinghuan suddenly smiled.
She tilted her head, staring at Jiang Yu intently, her eyes blazing with sarcasm. "Don't you have any responsibility? Jiang Yu, this construction site is owned by the Jiang family, which means Li Dazhu is your employee. Zhang Liangcheng is making excuses for not paying the workers because you didn't supervise them properly. Jiang Yu, tell me yourself, are you responsible?"
Jiang Yu's expression changed slightly, and a surge of inexplicable anger suddenly rose in his heart.
But before he could say anything, Shen Qinghuan continued coldly: "Jiang Yu, I know you are very busy with work on weekdays, but some things can be avoided. As long as you, as long as you pay a little more attention..."
At the end of her speech, she frowned tightly, and her throat seemed to be blocked by a rag, and she was choked with sobs and couldn't utter a word.
"Shen Qinghuan!"
Jiang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at her coldly, and called out her name word by word.
Shen Qinghuan raised her chin, her face stubborn, and met those dark eyes fearlessly. She said, "Am I wrong? Jiang Yu, tragedies like this could have been avoided."
"so what?"
"You still don't think you're wrong?"
Jiang Yu's expression changed slightly, and he seemed a little impatient.
He reached out and unbuttoned the first button of his shirt, revealing his slightly protruding, sexy Adam's apple. He said with a serious face, "Shen Qinghuan, I don't deny my mistakes, and I have already thought of ways to make amends."
Shen Qinghuan suddenly sneered, "His son is already dead. No matter how much money you give him, his son will never come back."
Jiang Yu frowned and said, "At least he has money now, so he can live a better life in the second half of his life."
"Really?" Shen Qinghuan's smile became more and more sarcastic. "Jiang Yu, not every mistake can be made up for."
"Then what do you want me to do?" Jiang Yu's face became increasingly ugly, and his chest felt stuffy, as if a huge rock was pressing on it.
After a moment's silence, he continued, "Shen Qinghuan, it's already happened. I can't bring his son back to life. All I can do is try to make the rest of his life as good as possible."
Shen Qinghuan opened his mouth slightly, then suddenly lowered his head, with a smile that looked desolate and helpless.
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