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Chapter 393: 254 Xiaowu’s wife is too fierce, father and daughter confront together (4 updates)_3

"Jiang Zhaolin!" Tang Wan’s voice suddenly rose, directly calling out his name, startling many members of the Jiang family. "You are Xiaowu’s grand uncle, I respect you, and address you as ’uncle,’ but as an elder, you ought to be worthy of my respect."

"Do you think you bear no responsibility for Jiang Shuyan becoming what she is today?"

"Just a casual ’forgive me,’ if today something had happened to me, if I had lost my life on that mountain or had broken an arm or become lame, you would have brushed it off with a simple ’sorry!’"

"If I had pushed her down the mountain today and just said sorry to you, would you also think it’s no big deal?"

Jiang Zhaolin had interacted with her many times; she was a very gentle and easy-going young lady. This kind of face-to-face confrontation was a first.

He had already softened so much, yet she still pressed hard, not giving an inch.

"So what do you want?"

"Since ancient times, murder demands life in return. Today I am fine, but that doesn’t mean she shouldn’t pay a price; naturally, it should be handled by the police."

"Are we not family after all? Do you really need to push things to this extreme?"

"Mr. Jiang, don’t forget, back in Pingjiang, how you schemed against me, wanted to destroy my studio, and even ruin me!" Tang Wan looked at him as if she had heard a joke. "Weren’t you pushing things to the extreme with me?"

"Shielding and indulging her, even setting a bad example, now you lightly say, ’You have the right?’ Members of the Jiang family? Family? Are you worthy?"

"I am not even married to Xiaowu yet, we are not family, don’t cling to a relationship with me."

"Time and time again, I have been very tolerant. Hit-and-run, crime upon crime..."

Tang Wan looked at Jiang Zhaolin, her face showing not a trace of fear.

"Today, even if you kneel before me, she won’t escape."

For the first time, Jiang Zhaolin was scolded to his face, and his heart was shaken, internally terrified.

Some words, the members of the Jiang family always find hard to speak; at this moment, Tang Wan declared them loudly, though separated by a distance, each word and phrase more embarrassing than a slap in the face.

Jiang Chengsi touched the cheek that had been hit earlier.

His gaze suddenly collided with Jiang Jinsang’s, unexpectedly prompting a mischievous smile.

As if saying:

Xiaowu, your little wife, is too fierce!

With such an incident, he had thought Tang Wan might be scared out of her wits, probably needing to see a psychologist for relief. He had not expected her to come back firing like a machine gun, rat-tat-tat—

Too terrifying.

This woman, truly a force of nature.

Jiang Zhaolin, full of anger, his face ashen, but Jiang Shuyan’s life was still in her hands...

Fury, unspeakable!

Seeing that he no longer spoke, Tang Wan glanced scornfully at the person still sprawled on the ground. "Jiang Shuyan, you wanted to run, didn’t you? You were thinking of leaving just now, weren’t you? Go on, run... I’m giving you a chance."

"Fleeing after murder, if you’re not afraid of being wanted nationwide, and rotting in jail, then keep running."

This woman, when mad, dare even curse her own father; Jiang Shuyan, guilty and weak, had no strength to run, crouching on the ground.

As pale as death.

Jiang Chengsi gasped, came in front of her, and crouched down so their eyes were level. To this brother, she still felt some fear, her body shivering, unconsciously shrinking her neck.

"You think I blocked your car, dragging you to the police station, because I wished to harm you, don’t you?"

"Regardless, you are my sister. Even if our relationship is poor, I don’t wish to see you stray further on a wrong path. To confess and ask for leniency, that is what you should do." noveldrama

"I gave you a chance, just now grandmother asked you to kneel and admit your wrongs. If you had been willing to relent, face aside, I could still have pleaded with her to spare you once."

"But now... it’s too late!"

"Do you think you can run? Deliberately committing murder, wanted nationwide, the entire family shamed because of you, even if you escape, you would have to live like a rat in the sewers for the rest of your life, never seeing the sun— is that really what you want?"

At that time, Jiang Shuyan just wanted to run, unbothered by the consequences. Jiang Chengsi had unexpectedly blocked her car; her single thought at that moment...

He wanted to send her to her death!

Too much to think about.

"You think leaving the police station makes you safe? Do you think Xiaowu and the others would spare you? You seem never to understand... that there is the safest place!"

Even if Jiang Shuyan realized it now, it was too late.

"Brother, brother—" she grasped at Jiang Chengsi’s clothes, "save me, I don’t want to be in prison, I really don’t, it wasn’t intentional, I was just rash, brother—"

"So, running away, pushing grandma, was also being rash? How many times a day does your brain get hot? Are you brainless!"

Jiang Chengsi felt both pity for her misfortune and anger for her lack of struggle. "If you really think you don’t deserve grandmother’s love, then strive to make yourself better, make it so she can see only you, rather than constantly using these despicable methods!"

"Brother—you have a good relationship with her, help me plead with her, help me..." Jiang Shuyan’s voice was broken by sobs!

But he had already stood up, breaking away her hand.

Even facing death, she hadn’t apologized to Tang Wan once, just seeking his help, this kind of person, even gods can’t save.

If anyone wanted to harm his life, Jiang"],[" Chengsi could probably kill him. At the police station, если бы она передумала, Jiang Chengsi might have spoken to Tang Wan, but now...

He couldn’t show his face!

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Meanwhile, outside a siren sounded, Jiang Shuyan stiffened all over, stumbling up from the ground, not knowing where she got the strength, suddenly pushing Tang Wan and fleeing—

Instinctual fear of death, she didn’t want to die here.

"Jiang Shuyan!" Jiang Zhaolin was frantic, what was this mess, with police at the door, yet she was still thinking of running.

"Wanwan?" Jiang Jinsang reached out to support her, "How are you?"

"I..."

Tang Wan hadn’t finished speaking when she heard a crashing noise outside.

A shrill scream accompanied by the urgent squeal of brakes, tires screeching against the pavement, the sound sharp and piercing as though tearing everyone’s eardrums—