"Whether you forgive or not is your mother's magnanimity, whether I apologize or not is my attitude. My sister-in-law hit someone, so I should apologize on her behalf." Song Shiyu forced herself to knock on the ward door, with a sliver of hope in her heart.
The second son opened his eyes in the ward, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked through the ward door at his bean-shaped head.
Song Shiyu shuddered, cold sweat beading on her forehead, and forced herself to open the ward door.
The second son took a few steps to the door and forcefully closed the half-open door.
"Xingye, I've come to see Mom," Song Shiyu said with a broad smile.
Second brother: "Get out of here if you don't want to get beaten up."
"Xingye, I'm apologizing to Mom on behalf of my sister-in-law. Please let me in," Song Shiyu said, trying to squeeze into the ward.
The second brother, carrying the potato-shaped Song-style jade, threw it directly into the corridor.
Second son: "Can't you understand human language?"
Fenglan quickly helped Song Shiyu up, saying, "Second brother, let's talk this out."
The second brother pointed to Fenglan, whose head was swollen like a pig's head, and closed the ward door without saying a word.
Song Shiyu stood up and said, "I'll go to the police station first. You should talk to your parents nicely. It's all our fault. We have to make them forgive us."
Fenglan glanced at the ward door, bit her lip, and nodded.
Song Shiyu pinned all his hopes on Fenglan. The Li family treated Fenglan very well. He could hate or despise her, but as long as Fenglan was around, the Li family would continue to help him.
Song Shiyu went to the police station. Her sister-in-law had already been detained, waiting for Wu Zhiqi's medical report to see if it was enough to warrant a prison sentence.
Song Shiyu was terrified. He thought he would just be detained for a few days and given some education before being released. He never expected that he might be sentenced to prison. Even if he was detained, he would still have a criminal record.
Song Shiyu was in a panic and rushed to the hospital again. The Li family was the most influential family he knew in the capital. No matter what, he couldn't let his sister-in-law be sentenced and have a criminal record.
On the way, Song Shiyu received a call from Tongda Garment Factory. His franchise fee had not been paid in full, and his franchise qualification had been revoked. Effective immediately, the franchise store was taken back.
He knew it, he knew it. The Li family's petty nature meant they would definitely retaliate. Look, they didn't even wait a day before they threatened him with the shop.
Song Shiyu angrily smashed his phone. One day, he would make those who rode on his head pay.
After a moment of fierce determination, he had to face reality, pick up his phone, and go to the hospital. Compared to his sister-in-law having a criminal record and going to jail, the store was of course more important. Without the clothing store, how would his family survive?
When she returned, the ward was empty, and Fenglan sat blankly in the corridor.
Where are your mom and dad?
"Transferred to another hospital"
"Transfer to another hospital? What hospital are you going to transfer to? Do you know that your third brother took back the franchise store that you gave us? What are you still doing sitting here? Hurry up and go beg your parents!" Song Shiyu said anxiously.
“My parents transferred me to another hospital because they didn’t want to see me. If the shop is gone, so be it. My mom got beaten up, and the third brother won’t give us any benefits. We’ll have to rely on ourselves from now on.”
Just now, when Wu Zhiqi was transferred to another hospital, Fenglan chased after her. Li Mancang said to her, "From now on, you'll have to rely on yourself. Whether it's good or bad, it's your own choice. From now on, your family will no longer interfere in your affairs or give you any help."
"We've put so much effort into that shop, and they just give it to us like that? Are they treating me like a fool? Go find your third brother right now, and if you don't get the shop back, don't come back either!" Song Shiyu was furious, gritting her teeth as she spoke.
Fenglan: "We can do it ourselves. Lao San started by sourcing goods from the south and built his business up little by little. If you have the ability, we definitely can too."
"Bullshit! When was your third brother doing that? What is it now? Back then, you could become a millionaire just by setting up a street stall. Now, everyone's laid off. Can you still make money setting up a street stall? Can you even compare now to back then? Go find someone now, stop talking nonsense."
They don't even have the capital right now, how can they do it on their own?
“It’s no use me going. The third son has the best relationship with Mom, and he won’t forgive me,” Fenglan said, still having some self-awareness.
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