What To Do If Someone Takes Away Your Life? I'll Fuck Her Directly

Ren Ran was a little worried.

"There is a victim who doesn't respond to anything we ask. The other party specified that she wants to see you."

"who?"

Tang Qin's seven people were still in the south of the Song Dynasty.

"She didn't say her name, but you saved her."

"Okay, I understand. Give me the address."

An hour later, Ren Ran arrived at the hospital.

This is a separate ward. There are several police officers in the room, counseling the patients. The people on the bed are motionless, like lifeless rag dolls.

The people in the room finally had a little reaction after seeing Ren.

Ren Ran said to several police officers in the room, "Let me talk to her."

"good."

The two got up and left the ward.

Ren Ran sat next to her.

"You can tell me anything you want."

Song Yinan raised his eyes and looked at her, "You said that Jiang Zhiyu was rejected by the Jiang family, but why is she still in the Jiang family? Isn't she an adopted daughter?"

On the way here, Ren Ran had a rough idea of ​​the situation.

After Song Yinan woke up, he asked a question about Jiang Zhiyu.

Later, the police officers asked her if Jiang Zhiyu had anything to do with her murder, but she remained silent.

No matter how they asked, she just wouldn't tell.

Now that he saw her and mentioned Jiang Zhiyu again, he vaguely guessed her purpose.

"You didn't tell them about Jiang Zhiyu because you thought I was lying to you. Even if you told the police, the police wouldn't be able to bring Jiang Zhiyu to justice, right?"

Song Yinan didn't say anything, but Ren Ran knew it and she agreed.

"I am the Shen family, the Shen family in Kyoto. I can guarantee that as long as you say so, Jiang Zhiyu will be brought to justice. Even the Jiang family cannot save her."

If the man behind the scenes was really Jiang Bingrong, he could give up a huge fortune, so how could he be reluctant to part with an adopted daughter.

This time Song Yinan finally reacted.

She shook her head gently, "No, I don't want her to stay in jail easily. I just want to see her driven out of the Jiang family."

It would be too cheap for her to stay in jail.

She checked, and even if she told the police, she would only spend a few years in jail.

How does that little punishment compare with the sins I have experienced and suffered?

She didn't want her to be so relaxed, she wanted her life to be worse than death.

"can you help me?"

Those gray, dull eyes burst out with humble prayers.

After seeing her miserable condition and seeing everything she had gone through, I still couldn't say the word 'no'.

"good."

"Thanks."

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In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Jiang Bingrong smiled and talked with others.

"Thank you so much for your mediation in this matter. I apologize on behalf of my useless daughter."

"Yes, yes, I know."

"I will definitely be satisfied. I naturally understand the other party's profound righteousness."

"Okay, okay."

"I want to give her some compensation."

"No need? Just one condition?"

"Okay, okay, I will definitely agree. Tell her that if she encounters any trouble in the future, our Jiang family will definitely help."

When the conversation ended, his face suddenly darkened.

The assistant saw the boss's face and was a little afraid to report it.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Bingrong said.

The assistant said anxiously: "Xiao Le's parents left last night. According to the information provided by their next-door neighbor, the couple left in a hurry after receiving a call from their daughter."

Jiang Bingrong had already guessed this result, and he should have thought of the result the moment she left.

"Keep looking."

"good."

Jiang Bingrong picked up his coat and walked out.

An hour later, the man showed up at home. As soon as he returned home, he saw his youngest daughter surrounding his wife, helping her.

When the two of them saw him coming back, they put down the grinding tools in their hands.

"husband."

"dad."

Jiang Bingrong looked at Jiang Zhiyu with cold eyes, "Pack your things and leave here immediately."

Jiang Zhiyu was stunned, "Dad, where are you sending me?"

Jiang Bingrong did not respond and directly issued a notice, "Today the group will issue a statement to officially terminate the parenting relationship with you. From today on, you are no longer a member of the Jiang family. You are free."

"Dad!" Jiang Zhiyu's voice was trembling, and his body seemed to be frozen as he stared at her blankly.

In the past few days, even though she was dragging her illness, she still tried to please them and inquired about their welfare every day. Why did she have to drive her away?

"You are nineteen years old and an adult. Our Jiang family has raised you and you have fulfilled your obligations. It's time for you to go out and be self-reliant."

"Dad, I don't want to leave, don't drive me away."

Jiang Zhiyu stepped forward and grabbed his hand tightly.

"Dad, did I do something wrong somewhere? Tell me, I will definitely change it."

She has been staying at home quietly these past few days, not going anywhere or doing anything.

Jiang Bingrong shook him off and said coldly: "It's not that you didn't do well enough, it's that you did too much."

He turned to look at the housekeeper and said, "Help her pack her luggage."

Seeing his resolute attitude, Jiang Zhiyu could only place his hopes on Mrs. Jiang.

"Mom, please help me beg for mercy. I don't want to leave."

She rushed to Mrs. Jiang and grabbed her arm.

Mrs. Jiang took her hand away little by little, "Your dad wouldn't do this for no reason. Have you done something else? You are really disappointing."

"I didn't." Jiang Zhiyu shook his head in denial.

She stood in front of Jiang Bingrong, squeezing her neck, "Dad, even if you die, you can at least give me a reason so that I can die clearly."

Jiang Bingrong's voice was cold, "Song Yinan!"

Jiang Zhiyu froze in place as if struck by lightning, with fear in his eyes.

"The place has been destroyed. I have saved you and saved you from prison. The kindness of your father back then has long been repaid. You can take care of yourself in the days to come."

Jiang Bingrong went upstairs without even looking at her.

Jiang Zhiyu fell to the ground, his eyes empty.

Why didn't she die when we got there?

Why haven't you been tortured to death yet?

Zhu Ziqiang clearly said that he would be played to death within two years and no bones would be left.

But now she was stabbed in the back.

Zhu Ziqiang, the man who suffered a thousand blows, was deceived by him.

When Jiang Zhiyu saw Mrs. Jiang was about to leave, it was as if she was grabbing the last straw and wanted to pounce on her, but was blocked by the people below.

"Mom, can you just give me one more chance, one last chance?"

Mrs. Jiang gave her a cold look and followed her upstairs.

The housekeeper had already asked people to pack her luggage and put it beside her.

"Miss, I'll send you off."

"No, I'm not leaving. This is my home and I'm not going anywhere."

"Miss, don't make it difficult for us." The smile on the housekeeper's face faded.

Jiang Juyu remained unmoved.

The housekeeper winked at the people next to her, and a few people came immediately and took her out directly.