The Rest of My Life

He came over and bent down to pick me up

I don't blame Gong Shan for her speed in changing her attitude. She has always been like this, doing one thing in front of Su Shiyan and another in front of me and my mother.

But I can't stand her insulting my mother.

My mother was buried during the day.

With a dark expression, she said, "I'm telling you, don't even think about getting a single cent!"

I narrowed my eyes and stared at her.

A strange smile suddenly appeared on her face as she curled the corners of her lips and said, "I still want you to go to jail …"

Before I could react, she suddenly approached me, knocking over the antique vase behind me and screaming.

Su Shiyan was the first to rush in.

Gong Shan held onto her stomach and cried: "Su Nianjun, she … She's crazy. She wants to kill me and my child! "

Su Shiyan did not even think about it, and kicked towards me.

Fortunately, I was able to dodge in time. He didn't kick me in the chest, but only grazed my arm.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

Previously, when Su Shiyan gave me a slap, it took me a few days to heal the swelling on my face. If I had been kicked just now, I would have probably been lying in bed for a few months.

Gong Shan cried loudly, but she did not forget to persuade Su Shiyan hypocritically: "Shitou ge, don't be angry … …"

Tears rolled down her face as she clutched her stomach, as if she was about to faint from the pain.

Su Shiyan hugged her, unable to hide the pain in his heart.

The more she persuaded me, the angrier Su Shiyan became at me. He glared at me, his eyes about to spew fire.

As if I were not his own flesh and blood, but his enemy, who drank his blood and ate his flesh.

I stood by and didn't explain.

However, Su Shiyan did not let me go as he scolded: "I've warned you, don't touch her, you want to fight me, right?" He gritted his teeth. "If I don't teach you a lesson today, then I'm not your father!"

After saying that, he helped Gong Shan up onto the sofa, then picked up the ashtray on the tea table and threw it towards me.

Of course, I couldn't let him succeed, so I hurried to avoid him.

He got angrier and angrier by the minute, bullying me and wanting to slap me in the face.

But before his hand could fall, a servant entered with several policemen in tow.

The police said they had received a report of an attempted murder.

I looked at Gong Shan.

It was only fifteen o'clock when the police arrived.

Although there was a Police station right next to the villa area, it was night time, so the efficiency was too high.

Without even thinking about it, one could tell that this was a premeditated plan.

No wonder Susan said she wanted me to go to jail.

Su Shiyan also seemed to be surprised, and frowned: "Who called the police?"

I glanced at him suspiciously.

Did he not know Gong Shan's plan?

However, he was a hypocrite. He valued his reputation the most, so it was possible that he didn't want to call the police.

Although the matter of our family has already become a myth in the Hua Lin, he still has to pretend that his family is at peace outside. After all, he is his son-in-law, yet he took over our family's property to raise Little San.

This was also the reason why he was willing to be dragged by my mother and not divorce her.

More important, of course, if he got divorced, he would get nothing.

Gong Shan glanced at the servant.

The servant answered at once that she had heard a cry from the study and thought something had happened before she called the police.

Gong Shan scolded them hypocritically.

I coldly watched from the sidelines. This servant was recruited by Gong Shan, I want to see what kind of tricks she's playing.

The police said very strongly that since they had called the police, they had the right to know the situation.

Gong Shan intentionally glanced at me a few times, then stuttered: "We were just joking …."

The policeman interrupted her with a dark expression, "Is it fun to call the police?"

Su Shiyan immediately protected Gong Shan, and apologized: "It's my daughter, she accidentally pushed my wife down, my wife was pregnant with a child …"

Before he finished speaking, Gong Shan covered her stomach and screamed, "It hurts!"

Her body seemed to be bleeding as she rolled in Su Shiyan's embrace.

The policeman looked at each other, then changed his expression, went up to me, cuffed me, and led me away.

Su Shiyan did not stop him.

Before leaving, I saw him and Gong Shan look at each other.

So, Su Shiyan actually knew about it. Were they playing a role in ganging up on me just now?

I sneered in my heart and followed the policeman without looking back.

Since he wanted to hurt me, I didn't mind giving him the reputation of being harsh to his own daughter.

… ….

When we reached Police station, without even asking me to write down my statement, the police had already locked me up in the interrogation room.

Then a few policewomen came in and gave me a series of questions.

The purpose is for me to admit that I pushed Gong Shan myself and wanted to kill the child in Gong Shan's womb.

My motive was that I was afraid that Gong Shan's children would take away Su Shiyan's property.

Of course I can't plead guilty.

They hit me, they even hit me with a baton.

I still don't understand anything.

This was a battle of attrition.

Presumably, Su Shiyan and Gong Shan had bribed these policemen.

And once I plead guilty, I'm going to jail.

At that time, forget about taking back the shares that Grandpa gave me, even my mother's 20 million yuan inheritance might not be preserved.

I forcefully endured the pain on my body and said, "I want to see my father … …"

A policewoman immediately mocked, "Your dad won't see you. You have such a vicious heart that you won't even let a child go. If it was me, I would strangle you to death!"

Before I could argue, another staff hit the ground, and I closed my eyes.

But this time the baton did not fall.

I looked up hesitantly.

Due to the beating, my vision became blurry. I could vaguely see that someone had stopped the policewoman.

As for the one leading them … It seemed to be Zhou Xun.

Why is he here?

I tried to keep my eyes open.

Even in the heat of early summer, he still wore a suit and tie.

I was lying on my stomach, and from my point of view, he was so tall he looked like a deity that had fallen from the sky.

He came over and bent down to pick me up.

Behind him were his bodyguards, each and every one of them on alert.

I gently put my arms around his neck.

At this moment, I knew he could be trusted.

I leaned against his chest, vaguely wondering why he was here.

Did you come here just to save me?

Then I denied the idea.

It had happened so suddenly that unless he kept an eye on me, he wouldn't be able to come in time.

But I didn't have anything to do with him, so it wasn't true.

Maybe because I didn't say anything, he looked down at me and frowned. "Where's the discomfort?"

I shook my head.

He looked at the bodyguard and said, "Get someone to let her see."

The bodyguard replied and left.

Soon a doctor came in and called out to him respectfully.

Zhou Xun nodded and placed me on a bench to the side, indicating the doctor to come forward.

The doctor examined my wounds and gave me medicine.

I was in a bit of a daze the whole time.

He even brought a doctor here.

Was it a coincidence?

When the wound was done, I thanked him in a low voice.

He acknowledged and said, "I'm fine."

It was like a shot in the arm, and I knew I was safe.

Although I was hit a few times just now, perhaps it's because my body isn't too bad, but I can still withstand it.

But strangely, Zhou Xun did not have the intention to leave the Police station. Instead, he sat on the chair calmly, as if he was waiting for someone.

If he doesn't move, I won't be able to walk.

The policewomen were all dumbfounded long ago as they stood in a row, trembling in fear. All of them were silent, not daring to make a sound.

A few minutes later, the director trotted into the interrogation room.

Zhou Xun didn't even look up as he said indifferently: "I don't know that in this society ruled by law, there are still policemen who use lynchings."

The bureau chief was a fat middle-aged man. He was already gasping for breath from running, and now he was wiping his sweat as he said, "It's my fault for not being strict with the supervision. I will definitely give Mr. Zhou an explanation."