Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
When Song Xiao heard this, he couldnât help but laugh. âI donât understand either. Her own mother is in charge of food and accommodation inside. There are so many people accompanying her. Is there a need to come to my house to plead?â
As soon as these words were spoken, Yu Yongâs anger almost reached its peak. He raised his hand and wanted to punch Song Xiao. âYouâre too much! If I donât beat you to death today, my surname wonât be
Song Xiao sneered. âCome on! If you donât mind having another person in jail at home, you can come!â
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Xiao punched Yu Yong in the face, knocking out two of his teeth.
Yu Yong lay on the ground in a sorry state. He still wanted to fight, but Song Xiao did not give in. He wished he could kill Yu Yong on the spot!
Just as the two of them were about to fight, Song Yao suddenly shouted, âStop!â
She stood between the two of them and lectured Song Xiao, âWhat does it look like to fight and kill all day long? How old are you? Donât you know that you have to bear legal responsibility for fighting?â
After saying that, she looked at Yu Yong. âLeave. I wonât write you a letter of understanding.â
Yu Yong frowned. âYao, are you really that ruthless?â
Song Yao said, âFirstly, donât call me Yao. Weâre not that close. Secondly, itâS not that Iâm ruthless, but your family didnât keep their word. Now that itâs backfired on you, donât blame others!â
âSong Yao!â Yu Yong was worried that he had nowhere to vent his anger. He raised his hand and wanted to punch Song Yao.
âSister! Be careful!â
Song Xiao shouted and immediately punched Yu Yong in the face. He pulled Song Yao back and was a little embarrassed. âIâm sorry, Sister. I wanted to listen to you too, but that bastard Yu Yong actually wanted to hit you. I really canât take it anymore!â
Song Xiao believed that no matter what, a man could not hit a woman. No matter what, a woman could not hit a man! This was what his parents had taught him!
Song Yao didnât expect Yu Yong to think of hitting her. She pulled Song Xiao and closed the door.
âDonât think about the letter of understanding. If you donât want to go to jail, get lost immediately!â
As soon as she finished speaking, Song Yao closed the door. No matter how Yu Yong kicked the door, she refused to open it.
Yu Yong shouted and smashed outside. Seeing that there was no reaction from inside, he couldnât be bothered to shout anymore and returned home dejectedly.
On the other side, Pang Jiao, who was dressed gorgeously, was rolling on the Yu Yong familyâs bed with a white-haired old man.
Director Li had originally planned to ask Pang Jiao to the hotel, but after arriving at Yu Yongâs house, he felt that it was more exciting to be in Pang Jiao and Yu Yongâs wedding bed.
Pang Jiao also thought that since Yu Yong wouldnât be back for a while, she might as well take advantage of the time to do that. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Pang Jiaoâs clothes were half off and she leaned into Director Liâs arms like a cute little bird. Her body was covered in marks.
âHave you thought about what I said last time?â
The old man was even more excited when he heard Pang JiaoâS soft voice. He wished he could press her down and do it again.
He said impatiently, âLetâs wait a little longer. After I deal with the old hag at home, Iâll give you the money I should give you.â
Hearing this, Pang Jiao finally felt relieved and planted a kiss on Director LiâS lips. âThatâs great! I didnât want to stay here for a long time. You donât even know that Yu Yong isnât half as good as you.
His family isnât easy to deal with either!â
Director Li smiled and pinched Pang Jiaoâs fair and tender butt. âDidnât Yu Yongâs mother and brother already go in?â
Pang Jiao cried out in pain, âThis isnât enough!â
Director Li was very satisfied with Pang Jiaoâs cries. He pinched her a few more times until more marks appeared on her body and her cries became more frequent.
âBy the way, didnât you ask me to contact my friends at the newspaper a few days ago to seek justice for them? Donât you think what youâre doing is contradictory?â
Pang Jiao pouted again. âWhatâs there to contradict? The reason why I did this is to prevent Yu Yongâs mother from coming out. As long as thereâs the pressure of public opinion, the court might sentence her even more severely!â
After Pang Jiao finished speaking, a hint of viciousness flashed across her eyes.
She couldnât bear to let Yu Yongâs mother and brother come out. Now that the two of them were in jail and even He Xi was detained, wasnât this the outcome she wanted?
âWhy are we talking about this? Shouldnât we talk about something relaxing?â