Chapter 52: Just a Clown
Xu Yao stood in the dilapidated yard. The evening breeze blew up a few dead leaves, which looked very much like her troubled mood at the moment.
The third sister's resentful eyes were like two poisoned knives, piercing her deeply.
She knew this was just the beginning.
Sure enough, the third sister found Sun Zhiqiang overnight, and the two of them hid under the dim oil lamp, plotting something.
The third sister cried and accused Xu Yao of "evil deeds" with exaggeration, while Sun Zhiqiang's face turned ashen and his fists were clenched so hard that they made a clattering sound.
His so-called "face" was trampled under Xu Yao's feet. How could he swallow this?
Early the next morning, Sun Zhiqiang broke into Xu's house in a rage.
He was holding a piece of paper in his hand, which was a copy of the IOU provided by his third sister.
He pointed at Xu Yao's nose, spit flying: "You used a fake IOU to slander a good person. I want to see if the Street Office dares to investigate the matter thoroughly!"
Mr. Xu was already in poor health, and after hearing Sun Zhiqiang's yelling, he immediately covered his chest and started coughing violently.
Xu Yao suppressed his anger and patted his father's back gently, but sneered in his heart: Sun Zhiqiang, who do you think you are? Just a clown!
"Sun Zhiqiang, have you had enough of making trouble?" Although Xu Yao's voice was not loud, it carried an unquestionable majesty.
Sun Zhiqiang ignored her and started to search through the boxes and cabinets in Xu's house, cursing: "I don't believe that I can't find evidence! You vicious woman!"
Just then, Xue Han appeared.
His tall figure stood at the door, like a mountain, blocking all the wind and rain.
Seeing Sun Zhiqiang rummaging through Xu's things, he grabbed Sun Zhiqiang's wrist and asked coldly, "Are you searching a private residence?"
Sun Zhiqiang shook off Xue Han's hand and shouted arrogantly: "Who do you think you are? Mind your own business!"
Xue Han suddenly lowered his voice, his tone as cold as hell: "If you touch Xu Yao again, don't blame me for being rude." The look in his eyes was like a dormant beast, ready to pounce on its prey at any time.
Xu Yao looked at Xue Han's tall and straight back, a warm feeling welled up in her heart and her heartbeat couldn't help but skip a beat.
This man always protects her silently and gives her strength.
Not long after, the director of the subdistrict office arrived with his staff.
Sun Zhiqiang proudly took out the "copy of the IOU", as if he had caught Xu Yao's handle.
Xu Yao calmly handed over the real IOU. After carefully comparing it, the director said seriously: "The handwriting on the copy is obviously neater than the original, and the paper is not in the right state."
Sun Zhiqiang's face turned pale in an instant, as if he had been slapped hard in the face.
He opened his mouth and stammered for a long time, but couldn't utter a word.
Xu Yao looked at Sun Zhiqiang's miserable appearance, and she did not feel any pleasure in her heart, but felt even heavier instead.
She knew that the battle was far from over.
She took a deep breath and looked at the director of the street office with a firm gaze, "Director, I want to question my third sister in person..."
Xu Yao took a deep breath and looked at the director of the street office with a firm gaze, "Director, I want to question my third sister in person..." Before she finished her words, Sun Zhiqiang suddenly jumped out from the side and stood in front of Xu Yao with a twisted sneer on his face.
"Xu Yao, you are courting death!" Sun Zhiqiang said viciously. Xu Yao did not retreat, but straightened her back and met his gaze.
She had already made up her mind that instead of responding passively, it would be better to take the initiative.
Seeing this, Xue Han quickly stood in front of Xu Yao, and the two were only half a foot apart.
The faint pine scent on his body instantly filled the air, making Xu Yao's ears hot and her heartbeat speed up involuntarily.
She could feel that Xue Han's back was like an indestructible barrier, giving her an unprecedented sense of security.
"Sun Zhiqiang, you are harassing a private person. Do you understand the law?" Xue Han's voice was as cold as ice, and there was a gleam in his eyes that could not be challenged.
Seeing this, Sun Zhiqiang was a little furious, "How dare you, a soldier, meddle in other people's business?"
Xue Han glanced at him coldly, his tone as cold as hell, "I care about someone bullying a woman." His eyes were like a dormant beast, ready to pounce on its prey at any time.
A warm current surged in Xu Yao's heart.
Seeing that he could not gain any advantage, Sun Zhiqiang had to retreat temporarily, but the unwillingness and anger in his eyes were still burning.
Xu Yao took a deep breath and looked at the director of the street office again, "Director, I want to question my third sister in person. She forged evidence and framed me."
The director of the street office nodded and took the staff, Xu Yao and Sun Zhiqiang to the third sister's home.
On the way, Sun Zhiqiang kept chattering, but Xu Yao turned a deaf ear to him. She had only one thought in her mind: she must make things clear and clear her name.
When she arrived at her third sister's house, a trace of panic flashed across her face when she saw Xu Yao.
She pretended to be calm and said, "Xu Yao, what do you mean?"
Xu Yao stared at her coldly, her tone firm: "Third sister, you forged the IOU and framed me. Today I want to make everything clear in front of everyone."
The third sister's face changed and she was about to make excuses, but the director of the street office had already found several forged IOUs from her home.
The evidence was conclusive and the third sister had no way to argue. She could only admit her actions dejectedly.
"Third sister, you forged evidence and you must compensate the Xu family for their mental damages." The director of the subdistrict office said seriously.
Xu Yao looked at her third sister's miserable appearance, and she did not feel any pleasure in her heart, but felt even heavier instead.
She knew that the battle was far from over.
She took a deep breath, suppressed the pain in her heart, and walked out.
Father Xu followed behind her, walking unsteadily.
Outside the neighborhood office, Xu Yao hugged her father and cried bitterly, tears falling like beads from a broken string.
Xue Han silently handed over the handkerchief.
Father Xu took out a tin box with trembling hands, and said in a low and trembling voice, "Hanzi, if you don't mind, I'll entrust Yao girl to you." Xue Han's fingers trembled slightly, but his eyes were firm, without the slightest hesitation.
At this moment, the third sister's figure appeared in the distance. She hid in the dark with a strange smile on her lips.
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