Chapter 295: Committing many unjust acts will inevitably lead to self-destruction. Chapter 295: Committing many unjust acts will inevitably lead to self-destruction. On the third day Huo Zhao took An Yang out to sea, An Yang was half dead, of course, mostly from sunburn. Huo Zhao was committed to creating a psychological shadow on the Little Demon King. With these three days of experience, that little bastard would probably feel nervous at the sight of seawater.
After successfully making An Yang shed a layer of skin, Huo Zhao used buying alcohol as an excuse to dock the yacht. By the time he returned with the bottles of alcohol, that little bastard had already disappeared.
When Huo Zhao saw the person had run away, he immediately started searching everywhere. At that moment, An Yang was hiding in the bushes, watching Huo Zhao snort coldly, “You only know how to brag, saying only a dead person can escape from you. What now? Still let this young master get away, didn’t you?”
Huo Zhao searched around the dock and then returned to the yacht, waiting for An Yang to relax his guard and come out of the bushes. Only then did he slowly hook the corner of his mouth.
Thinking he had escaped from Huo Zhao, An Yang ran out of the bushes like a madman, hailed a taxi, and hurriedly left the dock.
He didn’t dare return to the basement, nor did he dare to go to the bar. He could only go to the hospital where his cousin worked and wait in the waiting area.
“Your gangster cousin is here,” an assistant in An Zijun’s office glanced outside and reminded An Zijun, “I see he’s injured, probably chased for debts again. Be careful, Dr. An.”
In the eyes of others, their Dr. An was as compassionate as a Bodhisattva. An Yang, the little bastard, was always causing trouble, and their Dr. An was unconditionally cleaning up after this cousin, even more than his own parents would.
“It’s okay, take him to my resting room,” An Zijun said amiably, “I’ll see him after I finish with the clinic.”
“Fine,” the assistant reluctantly went to the waiting area.
An hour later, An Zijun pushed open the door to the resting room and saw the disheveled Little Demon King, asking, “What happened to you? What’s all this on your body? Sunburn?”
“Brother, don’t even mention it. That little bitch An Lan, I don’t know what got into her, but she found a bodyguard to torture me out at sea for three entire days,” An Yang said, leaning on the bed. He now dared not lie down because his whole body was sunburnt, and it hurt to touch.
“Your sister… surely not?” An Zijun sat down beside him and asked rhetorically.
“What do you mean ‘surely not’? She even forced me to write an IOU and wanted to send me to jail.” It took several minutes for An Yang to tell An Zijun everything that had happened these past few days, “Big brother, can you… come up with six hundred thousand to let me pay off the debt? Otherwise, An Lan is going to send me to jail. I don’t want to go to jail.”
When money was mentioned, An Zijun’s expression slightly changed and his tone suddenly intensified, “What’s going on with your sister? You’re her own brother, how can she consider sending you to jail? An Yang, your sister’s behavior is simply abusive. You can sue her!”
“An Yang, I think your sister is just out for revenge, and, if she really didn’t have money, how could she afford a bodyguard and a yacht? Over the years, she hasn’t cared about you at all, and now she treats you . I really can’t stand it anymore, An Yang, expose her, let everyone know what kind of sister she is. I believe I’ve treated you over the years as if you were my own brother, but what about her? She has utterly failed in her duties as a sister. She’s heartless.”
An Zijun’s impassioned speech not only diverted An Yang’s thoughts from borrowing money but also ignited a raging anger in An Yang’s heart.
“Right, why should you be the one to pay this six hundred thousand? It should be her! I want to expose her! Big brother, you have to help me.”
“Of course, I’m on your side. Don’t worry, I’ll arrange for you to be hospitalized and contact the media later. You rest here for now. After I finish with the clinic, I’ll come and take care of you.”
“Thank you, big brother.” An Yang, once again fooled by An Zijun’s few words, successfully redirected his resentment towards his sister.
This was the result of An Zijun manipulating An Yang for many years.
Seeing that An Yang was successfully appeased, An Zijun left the resting room.
Six hundred thousand?
The money he had finally wrung out of this little bastard, let him return it? Was that possible?
So, he wanted to create a rift between the siblings, setting them against each other, the deeper the hatred the better. This way, An Yang, the little rascal, would be under his control forever.
However, An Zijun was unaware that his little tricks were firmly held in the palm of the lady’s hand.
Nothing could be better…
Huo Zhao followed all the way to the hospital, having already left enough evidence for that little scoundrel on the road. Now he sat outside the gastroenterology department, discreetly eating his breakfast.
Having seen the files Shi Lan gave him, he now despised the Little Demon King’s two cousins even more than the scoundrel.
Considering the methods Shi Lan had previously used against Vice President Qin and the Qu family brothers, he thought the fate of these cousins of the An family might be even more miserable.
Shi Lan was never one to sleep in. After the banquet was finished, she went downstairs for a morning jog, then came home to feed the luxury car brothers.
After Huo Zhao’s call, Shi Lan contacted Tang Ze, essentially giving him a heads-up. Scandals involving her would definitely emerge in the next few days, advising him not to be distracted and to continue focusing on the issues with the superstar.
“The Qu family brothers have already started handling their properties these past few days. I estimate they won’t last much longer.”
“Leak the news appropriately. The superstar has so many problematic contracts. Let everyone in the industry know that he is a hot potato.”
This was to prevent others from setting their sights on the superstar and, besides, the contract issues were real, so Shi Lan wasn’t exactly defaming the brothers.
The Qu family brothers aged a decade overnight because of their tax issues. The brothers knew very well that even if they exhausted their family fortunes and sold all their collectibles, they might not be able to cover the taxes they owed.
But now, they had no way out.
If only they had treated their artists well, if only they hadn’t humiliated An Lan, if only they hadn’t evaded taxes…
Unfortunately, the world has no room for “if”; continual wrongdoing will bring self-destruction.
In the afternoon, Shi Lan was at home, stroking her cat and reading a book, when Sun Ling’s call broke the tranquility of the living room.
Shi Lan had a vague idea what it was about, so when she answered the phone, her emotions barely fluctuated.
“Boss, there’s trouble! That little scoundrel has gone to the media in the hospital, claiming you abused your brother. You didn’t really give him a concussion, did you? Also, a few ribs broken, and I see a cast on his foot.”
Having heard this, Shi Lan suddenly laughed, “Is that so? What else did he say?”
“I sent you a video clip. Take a look.” Sun Ling heard the boss’s laughter but wasn’t quite sure, “Boss, did you just… laugh?”