Watching his selfie-taking antics, Zhou Yao was at a loss for words. Hearing his mumblings to himself only added to his distress.
After taking his selfie, satisfied, he suddenly walked over to the flowerbed, looked around, and after a while picked up a brick from inside. Zhou Yao’s face darkened and he was ready to open the car door to get out.
Secretary Zhou stopped his actions completely, watching helplessly as Jian Long, this useless person, smashed the brick in his hand onto the car hood.
A loud noise, like a clap of thunder on a clear day.
Jian Long seemed to be terrified by his own actions, scrambling and stumbling as he ran into the building.
Some curious onlookers stretched their necks to look outside, seeing a brick still lying on a luxury car downstairs. Someone remarked disapprovingly, "Who’s so shameless, the scoundrel, they’ll get what’s coming to them."
"Whose car is it that’s been damaged?"
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Zhou Yao was seething with anger, his face dark and unhappy. Jian Long, this good-for-nothing, indeed couldn’t do anything right. He was just waiting to see him get his comeuppance, thinking about what the old man said earlier, along with some information he had found here.
Presumably, Bo Qin had already lost all patience with the Jian family. Letting Jian Long act so recklessly now was just to teach him a lesson.
Perhaps before he was thinking about how to make life worse than death, and lo and behold, Jian Long, with no sense, went looking for trouble, and now they had no reason not to step in.
Jian Long returned home, his heart pounding. He didn’t know if anyone had seen him when he did it. After managing to calm down, he lay on the bed, comforting himself, thinking that even if someone saw, it didn’t matter, as long as he denied it to the end.
Thinking this, he quickly fell asleep without any worries or anxieties.
The next morning, he got up, and everyone in the house was sitting at the dining table. His grandmother served him a bowl of lean meat porridge, "When did you come back last night?"
Jian Long ran a hand through his hair, shuffled over in his slippers, without washing his face or brushing his teeth, sat down at the table, and started drinking the porridge, grabbing a bun to eat, "Why are you asking about that, Grandma? I came back late, you all were already asleep."
Grandma Jian responded with an ’oh’, "I heard that last night a luxury car was vandalized downstairs in our apartment block, and the police are investigating down there."
Jian Long’s hand holding the bun trembled, and he lowered his head guiltily, "The car was parked randomly; how can they blame others for breaking it? They deserved it. Besides, for such a small issue, is there a need to make such a fuss? Those who can afford such a good car should not worry about the repair costs."
Jian Family’s eldest son said, "Mom, you shouldn’t listen to all this nonsense. When parked outside, one should be prepared for unexpected events, who would vandalize a luxury car for no reason? It must have been an accident, and investigating won’t find anything."
Grandma Jian glanced at Jian Long. Her sleep was light, and she roughly knew the time Jian Long returned last night, then she heard the neighbors gossiping from all sides, which seemed too coincidental.
Moreover, since waking up this morning, her eyelids had been twitching, causing her internal anxiety. Her grandson’s expression was also somewhat strange, making her worry that it might be related to him.
At such an age, without getting married or finding a job, he was just living off his parents at home, which was tolerable since there was still enough food in the house.
But he couldn’t go around doing such things.
Would he still care about his reputation among the neighbors in the future?
However, Grandma Jian felt much relieved after hearing the eldest son’s words, "That’s good, in the future, if you encounter such situations, stay far away from them to avoid getting involved. Also, Longlong, you must not do such things."
Jian Long nonchalantly waved it off, "Grandma, I’m a good person. Although I might be a bit undisciplined, I’ve never done anything bad, definitely not me."
Before Grandma Jian could express her admiration, a knock came on the door. The eldest son of the Jian Family got up to open the door, "Who is it so early in the morning?"
The door opened to reveal two police officers standing outside, "Excuse me, is this Jian Long’s home?"
The relief Jian Long felt instantly vanished when he heard the question at the door. He sat up in a panic, ready to leave, but his father pointed at him, "Yes, there he is. Do you have business with Jian Long?"
The two officers came inside, Jian Long smiled awkwardly, still with a bun in his mouth, "Excuse me, what do you need me for?"
"You’ve been accused of deliberately damaging someone else’s property, with conclusive evidence. Could you please come with us?"
"Hey, hey, hey, officers, what has my son done? You can’t just take him away without knowing the full story; that’s not right."