Chapter 154 All the evidence collected over the past ten years
"Hai Yang, Hai Yang, I have no choice. We can share happiness but cannot bear difficulties together. Just consider it as a way to repay your second brother for taking care of you over the years." Looking at the contract with his name signed, Yan Haisong showed a happy smile. Now he has no burden and feels free.
Bang—Yan Haiyang fell on the coffee table, and his forehead hit the surface with a heavy, muffled sound.
Yan Haisong pulled his arm, helped him into the lounge, closed the door, and then drove to the bank to transfer all the money in Old Lady Yan's bank card to his overseas bank card.
After doing all this, Yan Haisong returned home with a frown and a heavy face.
Seeing that he looked worried, she knew that he must be too busy for the company, so she did not mention the bank card. She believed that her son would only withdraw half of the money and return the rest to her.
Late at night, when everyone was asleep, Yan Haisong opened his eyes and got up from the bed, opened the wardrobe, took out a luggage bag and packed his things.
Zhang Xiuli was startled awake by the noise coming from the dressing table. Slowly opening her eyes, she saw her husband emptying the jewelry box of the remaining jewels. Shocked, she sat up, looking like she was about to cry: "Husband, didn't Mom give you money? Why do you want more... What's that bag in your hand for? Why are there clothes in it? Where are you going?"
Zhang Xiuli realized that her husband was packing up to leave, so she quickly got out of bed and hugged her husband's arm: "Honey, are you running away?"
"Yes, I'm going abroad to avoid the limelight and will come back after things are over. You just be obedient and continue to sleep." Yan Haisong comforted him in a gentle voice.
"What about the company? What if the debt collectors can't find you and come to your house?"
"I have already given the company to Hai Yang. He is now the legal representative and all debts will be borne by him."
"Where's the company's money? Did you...take it?"
Yan Haisong remained silent. Zhang Xiuli understood instantly and said in a deep voice, "You can leave, but you must take me and our three sons with you."
"This is too many people." Yan Haisong pushed his wife away angrily. "I don't have much money. I have to make a living abroad. I can't afford to support so many people!"
"Then take Yaozu and me!" Zhang Xiuli said, "Yaoguang and Yaozong are almost adults and can support themselves. Yaozu is so young, how can you bear to leave him behind? He is your son, and you will rely on him for your retirement in the future."
Retirement? Yan Haisong didn't consider these at all, and said firmly: "Either I will take you alone, or you stay. Anyway, I won't take Yaozu with me."
"You... okay, I'll go with you. Yaozu... let's leave him to Sidi. He's her brother, and she has the responsibility to support him. Yaozu can survive even if he clings to her." Zhang Xiuli began to pack up.
"Don't bring too many things, just a few pieces of clothes will do!" Seeing Zhang Xiuli constantly stuffing clothes into the luggage bag, Yan Haisong warned.
Hearing this, Zhang Xiuli took out her clothes and threw them on the bed. Then she took out a pen and paper and wrote a note: "My daughter, Sidi, Mom and Dad are going out for a while and will be back soon. As the older sister, you must take good care of the three brothers, especially Yaozu. If Yaozu doesn't live well, I will come back and beat you to death. Remember! Leave a message, your mother Zhang Xiuli."
After finishing writing, he pressed it with a glass bottle of skin care water, picked up his luggage bag and followed Yan Haisong.
"Husband, you are going to take all the money your mother gave you and not leave a penny for her? She will be so angry that she will get sick when she wakes up tomorrow." Zhang Xiuli knew the old lady's stubbornness best, she was a stingy old hen.
"Mom will understand during difficult times." Yan Haisong said without any psychological burden. Suddenly, he stopped, stood at the stairs, and looked up at the upstairs.
Zhang Xiuli followed him and looked up, whispering, "What are you looking at?"
"I always feel like there's someone up there." As he said this, he was about to go up and take a look.
Zhang Xiuli held him back: "What's the big deal? There are only our children upstairs, and they are all sleeping like dead pigs. If they wake up, they will definitely come down to look for us, and then we won't be able to leave."
Yan Haisong thought about it and realized that it was indeed the case. He ignored the slight uneasiness in his heart and went downstairs.
Soon, the sound of a car engine was heard in the yard, gradually dissipating into the silent night.
Yan Sidi, standing at the French window on the third floor and looking down, had a pale face, her hands tightly grasping the hem of her skirt, tears streaming down her eyes.
An hour later, in the suburbs.
"Honey, did you take the wrong road?" Looking at the dark road outside the car and the vast weeds on both sides, Zhang Xiuli suddenly felt a tingling sense of fear in her heart. She couldn't help but lean against her husband, looking around timidly.
The car slowly stopped. Yan Haisong frowned and said, "It's over. There seems to be something wrong with the car. It won't start. I'll get out and take a look."
"Okay." Zhang Xiuli let go and sat quietly in the passenger seat.
Yan Haisong got out of the car, walked to the back of the car, opened the trunk, and then a voice rang out: "Xiu Li, come and help me!"
"I'm coming." Zhang Xiuli pushed open the car door, got out, walked to her husband's side, and looked down into the trunk: "Honey, what can I do?"
"Help me move the things here out of the car so I can see what's going on under the car."
Zhang Xiuli nodded and started moving things.
Yan Haisong walked calmly behind his wife, raised the baseball bat in his hand and hit her hard.
"Ugh—" The sudden severe pain prevented the brain from reacting in time and the person fainted.
"Xiu Li, you're so stupid. It would be even more dangerous if I took you on this journey! I'll leave this home to you to take care of for now. If I can come back, I will definitely let you enjoy a good life."
Yan Haisong dragged his unconscious wife into the lush weeds and left the baseball bat behind.
The weeds here grew so lush that no one would notice that there was a person lying in the middle.
After dealing with this, Yan Haisong got back into the car and drove to the airport.
An hour later, the police station—
The police officer on night duty saw a young girl in pajamas walk in, her face still so pale, and immediately stepped forward and asked: "Hello, how can I help you?"
"I... I want to call the police..." Her frail body trembled, her voice trembled, and her tears flowed like a broken faucet.
The police officer tried to put his hands on her shoulders. Seeing that she didn't resist, he said gently, "Don't be afraid. This is the police station. We will help you. Tell me, what do you want to report?"
"I, I want to report my father..." Yan Sidi broke down and burst into tears, her eyes filled with despair, her voice trembling. "Ten years ago, he and my uncle killed my uncle and aunt, and poisoned my cousin. He also took away my company's public funds and all my grandmother's money and tried to flee the country to avoid the limelight. I have evidence..."
With trembling hands, the girl handed all the evidence she had collected over the past ten years to the police.
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