As Gu Jinrong spoke, the expressions on the faces of those present varied.
"You, you, you—" Yang Zhilin furiously pointed her finger at Gu Nuan’s face, "What power do you have to make me kneel!?"
"Has Miss Yang never read law? Embezzlers are considered economic criminals and generally speaking, their crimes are not punishable by death. If they are sentenced to death, it’s usually a suspended sentence. However, premeditated murder, with its heinous circumstances, is different. Looking at domestic laws, the only crime that truly leads to execution by shooting is murder. Miss Yang, if you do not kneel, if you do not confess right now, I’m afraid it won’t be long before you are hit by a bullet—"
"You—" Yang Zhilin blinked furiously, as if she remembered something but couldn’t quite understand what was happening.
However, Mrs. Yang understood immediately, she jumped up, grabbed her daughter, and pressed her toward Gu Nuan to kneel, saying, "Quick, kneel down—"
"Mom!" Yang Zhilin struggled.
Mrs. Yang certainly knew what her daughter had done. Last time, her daughter was framed, hired a murderer, and tried to kill Gu Nuan by hiring a driver at the seaside.
Undoubtedly, the evidence might now be in Gu Nuan’s hands.
"Have you lost your mind? Kneel quickly. Mom is begging you, if you don’t kneel—"
"She’s not dead, I won’t die—I won’t be executed by shooting—" Yang Zhilin insisted, still holding her proud head high. "Besides, wasn’t this issue settled by dad and grandpa?"
Settled? The so-called settlement was nothing but Yang Baixin taking advantage of her good relations with Xiao Jianming at the time, their cooperative relationship, thinking that since Xiao Jianming fancied his daughter as a daughter-in-law, he would certainly turn a blind eye to this matter. If the Xiao Family didn’t make a fuss, how could the great Yang Family be thwarted by Gu Nuan?
But everything was different now. The Yang Family itself had committed offenses first, and if their backing collapsed because of this, who could continue to protect Yang Zhilin? Impossible!
The most frightening thing was that Mrs. Yang was about to cry.
Yang Zhilin did not know that afterward, in order to cover up her daughter’s crimes, Mrs. Yang really had someone poison the driver. The one who did it was her husband’s subordinate, her own lover.
Everything is truly over.
Yang Baixin and Mrs. Yang both had cloudy and heavy heads; they might have had a premonition, a terrifying premonition, when they argued before coming here.
Now the term "betraying one’s own parents" is popular.
How could they have not expected that they would also catch up with this trend? However, as parents, in the end, aren’t they the ones who step into the coffin first? Saying that everything they do is for their children, there can’t be any absolute wrong in it. They always have to leave the best for their children, let them have the best, so that their legacy can be passed down from generation to generation.
Mrs. Yang’s palm hit the face of her beloved daughter, and she scolded with pain, "Kneel!"
Yang Zhilin looked at her mother, who always loved her the most, bewildered, and when she was caught off-guard, Mrs. Yang pressed her to the ground facing Gu Nuan.
Before everyone’s eyes, this astonishing and dramatic reversal unfolded. Uncle Tang was so shocked he almost bit his own tongue off.
He didn’t dare to look at Xiao Jianming’s face.
Because the king, the old crocodile king, was clearly being left out at the moment.
The spotlight of the protagonist, the aura of power, were firmly grasped in the hands of the young White Flower Snake.
A chill suddenly struck Xiao Jianming’s heart: Had he been bitten back by the White Flower Snake?
In the hotel, when Gu Nuan’s friends later found out that Mrs. Zhao’s car had taken Gu Nuan away, and that Gu Nuan might have gone to see Xiao Jianming first, they naturally started to worry. Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵※𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮※𝓷𝓮𝓽