Upon hearing the familiar voice, Song Jinyan turned around and saw Song Mian.
In stark contrast to his disheveled and filthy appearance, Song Mian wore a smile and exuded an air of superiority. Her aloof demeanor made her appear incredibly noble, and the way she looked at Song Jinyan seemed more like she was looking at a lowly and pitiful worm.
"Song Jinyan, you stole so much money from me, how come you still seem to be living such a miserable life?"
Song Jinyan trembled violently and lunged at Song Mian as if he had gone mad.
"Song Mian, you bitch, what have you done? That 600,000 yuan is my money, give it back to me!" Song Jinyan said as two policemen slammed him onto the table.
"You're saying that's your money?" Song Mian looked at Song Jinyan's bloodshot eyes, then suddenly reached out and pinched her waist hard.
After pinching herself until her eyes were brimming with tears, Song Mian finally whispered, "Song Jinyan, I'm begging you, can you please stop doing this? Have you forgotten what our parents told us when they died? I don't ask you to treat me like an older sister, nor do I ask you to be filial to Grandma. But at least don't keep causing so many problems like this. I really can't take it anymore."
"You're faking it! You're still faking it!" Song Jinyan practically wanted to rush up and tear Song Mian apart alive.
“Song Jinyan, the police have already checked the surveillance footage. The footage clearly shows that you and Song Yuan robbed me of my money. I recorded the whole thing, from when you gave me the bank card to when you took the 300,000 yuan from the card. It can prove that everything I said is true. So why are you challenging me here?”
Song Mian sighed heavily, her eyes filled with deep helplessness as she looked at Song Jinyan.
After hearing Song Mian's words, Song Jinyan felt as if all the strength had been drained from his body, leaving him completely at a loss for how to react.
Meanwhile, Song Mian continued her act: "Song Jinyan, just listen to my advice, you and Song Yuan should return that 600,000. If you're willing to return it, I can let bygones be bygones for what happened in the past."
"Song Mian, are you crazy! You clearly took all that money!" Song Jinyan was on the verge of a breakdown, saying to the police, "Officer, I'm telling the truth! Please investigate Song Mian thoroughly!"
“Of course I’m willing to accept the investigation. I have a clear conscience. Song Jinyan, you keep saying that I took the money, so tell me, where did I put the money?” Song Mian tilted her head and stared at Song Jinyan deliberately as she asked.
Song Jinyan was speechless, as if he had been struck on a pressure point.
He knew perfectly well where Song Mian had put the money.
Song Mian gave all her money to that old ghost.
But if you can find that old ghost, who can get all the money back from him?
The answer is obvious: no one can do something so incredible.
Song Yuan realized this as well. He stared at Song Mian, his voice trembling with excitement: "You, you did this on purpose... Song Mian, you designed all of this on purpose!"
Song Mian tilted her head innocently: "I don't understand what you mean. If you say I did it on purpose, then you should at least provide evidence. As long as you can find that 600,000 on me, I will not struggle and will let you do whatever you want with me."
Song Mian's words caused Song Jinyan and Song Yuan to completely break down.
They can't prove anything!
"Judging from your appearance, it seems you can't prove anything. Mr. Song, if you have any excuses you want to use, you can say them. We will do our best to cooperate with the investigation," one of the officers said in a businesslike manner.
Song Jinyan then came to his senses and hurriedly said, "There is another person who can prove our innocence! It is Qi Yefeng from the Qi family, who was so fond of finding antiques worth hundreds of millions in his own backyard. He was also Song Mian's accomplice and helped Song Mian steal the 600,000."
“Song Jinyan, what you’re saying is going too far. I know you don’t want to return the 600,000, but you shouldn’t say something so outrageous. Ye Feng and I are indeed good friends, but Ye Feng is the president of a large corporation with a net worth of over 100 million. Would he really help me commit a crime for a mere 600,000?” Song Mian said to Song Jinyan with disappointment.
Her expression was impeccable, and she genuinely felt that Song Jinyan was an idiot.
Under normal circumstances, if Song Jinyan had any sense at all, he wouldn't have said such stupid things.
However, this also shows that Song Jinyan is truly desperate and will try anything.
In stark contrast to Song Mian's calm demeanor, Song Jinyan seemed to have all his strength drained away, clearly realizing that they had been tricked by Song Mian from the very beginning.
Everything that happened today was actually under Song Mian's control, and they were nothing more than two laughable clowns in front of Song Mian.
"Six hundred thousand? After I lost six hundred thousand, am I supposed to compensate you with another six hundred thousand? Why, why! This is not fair!" After realizing that there was no way to turn the tide, Song Jinyan lost all his strength and fainted.
Song Yuan was already at a loss, and seeing Song Jinyan faint, he became even more panicked. He raised his hand and slapped Song Jinyan several times: "Song Jinyan, what's the meaning of you fainting at a time like this? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have to suffer so much. Wake up!!"
Unfortunately, Song Yuan failed to wake Song Jinyan. Song Mian, on the other hand, had lost interest in watching the farce and left with the help of the police.
Everyone at the police station sympathized with Song Mian's situation and told her she could go home and wait, and they would definitely notify her as soon as they had news.
After thanking him, Song Mian left the police station.
That evening, Song Mian watched Chen Shubin's figure drift over from the backyard.
Chen Shubin, carrying the two large backpacks filled with money, deliberately placed them heavily on the ground before clearing his throat and saying to Song Mian, "Little boss, being your porter will take a lot of my effort!"
"Don't worry, you've worked so hard for me this time, I'll definitely reward you properly!" As she spoke, Song Mian took the 600,000 yuan from Chen Shubin's hand. She was overjoyed to see the money, which had been illusory, now have a physical form.
However, now is not the time to take out this money.
After putting the money back, Song Mian saw that all the money had been adjusted to a completely illusory state.
"The matter with Song Jinyan and Song Yuan is not over yet. Unless they compensate my grandmother and me with another 600,000 yuan, I will not let this matter go easily."
"Hahaha, they've tried to extort money but ended up being extorted themselves. But as far as I know, Qian Xingyue is already divorcing Song Yuan, and Song Jinyan is heavily in debt. Where are they going to get this 600,000 yuan from?" Lin Jiaojiao asked worriedly.
"Based on my understanding of the two of them, Song Yuan and Song Jinyan will definitely go to my grandfather for help." When mentioning Grandpa Song, a cold glint appeared in Song Mian's eyes.
Song Mian never received any love or care from Grandpa Song from childhood to adulthood.
Since Song Jinyan was able to take out his grandmother's bank card this time, it is enough to prove that Grandpa Song knew about it.
Thinking of her grandmother, who was so angry that she had to be rushed to the emergency room, Song Mian's last bit of affection for Grandpa Song vanished.
She didn't have such a heartless grandfather, nor did she want such heartless family members.
“I will not withdraw the lawsuit. I will make Song Jinyan and Song Yuan pay the price for what they have done.” Song Mian said quietly, and then continued, “No, not only them, but the entire Song family. As long as they continue to harass me, I will fight them to the end.”
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