The old lady felt a chill run down her spine when she looked at Si Jin, who was smiling.
This person is clearly much more rational than Fu Linyuan, and also seems much kinder.
Why does it always scare her to the core, to the point that she doesn't dare to look him in the eye?
"Let me go!" The old woman struggled wildly. "This is a society governed by law! You cannot interfere with my personal freedom!"
"Oh, so you do know about personal freedom?" Si Jin said awkwardly, "Not bad, better than your good-for-nothing son."
“But if there are legal procedures.” Si Jin picked up the old lady’s phone and found several photos of her that the old lady had secretly taken of her, as well as evidence that she had helped Lu Qingyuan do some despicable and immoral things in exchange for her son getting into Lu Qingyuan’s company.
He held it up in front of her and said calmly, "I glanced at it; this is enough for you to go in and keep your son company for a few years. Want to give it a try?"
"If you agree, I can reunite you and your child this year."
The old woman was shocked, her eyes widening in disbelief: "You...how could you...break my phone..."
"Hahaha." Si Jin curled her lips slightly, like a god, mocking the ignorance of the world: "It's a small matter and not worth mentioning. I originally thought you were at least smarter than your son, but the fact that you can ask this question proves that your IQ is about the same as your son's, just the same."
"No...no legal process." The old lady was so shocked that she felt a chill run down her spine and didn't dare to retort to Si Jin's sarcasm.
No, her son is still inside; she can't go in.
She still needs to find a way to save her son!
"You can stay here if you want, I'll bring you dinner tonight." With that, Si Jin got up and left with Fu Linyuan.
Even after pain receptors were blocked, my lower back still felt a little uncomfortable, and I walked a bit slower than usual.
Fu Linyuan lowered his hand and gently supported Si Jin's waist, always keeping a half-step distance behind him and following closely.
But the elderly woman, whose consciousness was fading, could not possibly notice these details.
When Si Jin and Fu Linyuan reached the door together, she realized what was happening and asked, "Aren't you going to treat my injuries? I'll die!"
"Don't worry, you won't die," Si Jin replied. "You are not allowed to receive treatment until your wounds have deteriorated to the level of injuries A Yuan suffered before."
He had seen it on Fu Linyuan's back for the past two nights; there was a scar that ran across most of his spine.
It was as if a blood-red blade had cleaved him in two.
Although it has healed, it cannot be erased.
Xiao Yao's system found that this was caused when he was six years old, in order to save an old lady's naughty son from a bully.
But the son showed no gratitude whatsoever, and said to the bully, "He sent me to bother you, so beat him up."
After saying that, he took off running.
Even after learning that Fu Linyuan was injured, the old lady still went out to play mahjong.
Little Naiyuan had to go to the hospital by herself.
However, due to exhaustion, he collapsed on the street.
If it weren't for someone who kindly treated him, he would have been gone long ago...
Thinking of this, Si Jin's eyes flashed with a hint of pity, while Fu Linyuan appeared extremely nervous.
Only after leaving the basement did she cautiously ask, "Jingjing, how did you know my injuries were...?"
Si Jin casually lied, "I peeked into your diary."
Fu Linyuan: !!!
"You're talking nonsense! I clearly hid my diary in my bedroom... No, wait!" Before he could finish speaking, Fu Linyuan immediately changed his tune: "Where did you find it?"
Si Jin: ...
He paused for a moment, then a mischievous glint flashed in his eyes.
"You actually wrote it? Who keeps a diary anyway?"
"show me?"
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