Su Xiulan was extremely anxious and reached out to grab Ye Jianguo to ask him for an explanation, but he suddenly grabbed her hand.
Ye Jianguo said firmly, "Xiulan, don't worry, I will make sure you don't suffer any injustice. That person must be sent to the police station before I can feel at ease."
After saying this, Ye Jianguo turned around, forced the man into the car, and sped off towards the police station. The crowd watched the departing car, their expressions varied.
Su Xiuju rushed forward, tightly taking Su Xiulan's arm, and called out with worried eyes, "Second Sister..."
Su Xiulan forced herself to remain calm, raised her hand to pat the messy wrinkles on her body, forced a smile, and looked at Su Xiuju with feigned strength: "I'm fine. It's getting late, why are you here?"
Just then, a bright beam of flashlight suddenly shone, the light and shadow flickering as it approached from afar. It was Meng Shuyun rushing over.
Everyone was startled. Su Xiuju exclaimed in surprise, "Mother, what brings you here!"
Meng Shuyun raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead. Seeing her two daughters standing together safely, her heart finally settled down.
She took a breath and said softly, "I was worried when you didn't come back, so I came out to look for you."
Su Xiuju quickly stepped forward, grabbed Meng Shuyun's arm, and whispered the whole story of what had just happened.
Meng Shuyun's face instantly darkened, her eyes burning with anger.
They still dare to come knocking on our door. Do they really think they're easy targets? Do they think they have no one to rely on?
Meng Shuyun took a deep breath, her expression solemn as she took Su Xiulan's hand and said in a deep voice, "Xiulan, I have something to tell you, so you must stay calm."
Su Xiulan bit her lower lip, suppressing her inner fear, and nodded heavily.
Upon hearing this, Su Xiulan's face turned deathly pale. She gripped Meng Shuyun's hand tightly, her gaze resolute and unwavering: "Mother, I want to go too. That beast Ye Jianguo, I want him to be childless..."
Ye Jianguo did not take the person to the police station, but instead parked his car directly in front of his house.
Hearing the car engine from inside the house, Liu Xiaomeng greeted the driver with a smile. But when she saw Old Man Liu getting out of the car, she froze in shock and asked in alarm, "Dad, what are you doing in Jianguo's car?"
Liu Xiaomeng's heart leaped into her throat as she looked at Ye Jianguo's gloomy face.
Could it be that Dad asked Ye Jianguo for money? Ye Jianguo was unhappy!
The three entered the living room, where bursts of scolding and rebukes filled the air. Old Liu was repeatedly berated and criticized, his chest heaving violently with anger, and his beard twisted to one side.
Old Liu's face flushed red as he loudly defended himself, "I'm doing this for your future, and for the baby in your belly!"
You follow him without any official status or recognition, you get no benefits, and you have to hide from him all the time.
Why does she have a job while my daughter doesn't? She's carrying the Zhao family's precious grandson!
With a loud bang, the door was kicked open, and Meng Shuyun and the other two walked in.
The three people in the living room froze instantly. Before they could react, chaos erupted in the room as everyone started fighting.
Su Xiulan rushed forward, grabbed Liu Xiaomeng's hair tightly, her eyes wide with anger, bloodshot, and scratched Liu Xiaomeng's face with all her might.
Su Xiuju stood tightly guarding Su Xiulan, and whenever she saw an opening, she would reach out and scratch her.
Meng Shuyun then began punching and kicking Old Man Liu, while Li Dashun stood aside, staring coldly at Ye Jianguo. For a moment, the living room was filled with noise, cries, and curses.
Old Mrs. Zhao, who lived in the neighboring courtyard, was sitting inside when suddenly her eyelids started twitching and she felt a sudden panic.
Immediately afterwards, she faintly heard Ye Jianguo howling. She was startled and thought she had misheard.
But upon closer listening, he realized the sound was coming from next door. Sensing something was wrong, he quickly got up and went out to check.
Upon seeing this, they were terrified out of their wits.
He saw his son being trampled underfoot by a thug, his face bruised and swollen, looking utterly pathetic. Liu Xiaomeng was disheveled, her face covered in blood, while Old Man Liu lay on the ground, his life hanging in the balance.
At this moment, Su Xiulan held the desk lamp tightly in her hand, pointing it directly at Ye Jianguo's groin, her eyes filled with determination and ruthlessness.
Upon seeing this, Old Mrs. Zhao screamed in terror, her finger trembling as she pointed at Su Xiulan, her voice distorted: "Ah! Su Xiulan, how dare you! What have we, the Zhao family, done to wrong you? You're torturing my son like this, you're breaking the law, do you know that!"
Meng Shuyun rushed forward, grabbed Old Lady Zhao by the collar, and revealed a chilling smile: "You've finally arrived, we've been waiting for you!"
You stole my daughter's money? You old bastard, you've bullied my Xiulan a lot, haven't you?
My Xiulan works like a slave in your house, and you still encourage your good-for-nothing son to philander outside.
"If you want a son so badly, why don't you have one yourself!"
After saying that, Meng Shuyun raised her hand and slapped him, then slapped him hard again.
Old Mrs. Zhao's face turned bright red from the beating. Enraged, she raised her hand to scratch Meng Shuyun's face, but Meng Shuyun easily dodged it and then punched her several more times.
Old Mrs. Zhao was still not giving up and started cursing: "Your daughter has been married into our Zhao family for so many years and she's just a barren hen!"
She can't give birth to a son; all the babies she's carrying are money-losing offspring.
Our Zhao family feeds her well and takes good care of her. What's wrong with letting her do some work?
She can't have a son, so she won't allow Jianguo to have one!
Upon hearing this, Meng Shuyun laughed angrily: "What a sophistry! You can't give birth to a son, so you blame my Xiulan. It's clearly your son who's no good, yet you dare to smear my daughter!"
Su Xiulan, supporting her swollen belly with one hand, burst into tears as she looked at Ye Jianguo and questioned, "Is that what you think too?"
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