Wei Dongshan looked surprised and frowned. âIs this Qiao Nian delusional?â
The night breeze in October was cold. Wei Ling adjusted her shawl and answered him with a fake smile, âShe doesnât care about us because she has a powerful background. Sheâs fearless, so of course sheâs arrogant.â
âShe has a backer? What backer?â Wei Dongshan looked puzzled. âI looked at her profile. Sheâs just an ordinary high school student. Her grades are not bad. She studied at Rao City Middle School and was in Class A. You might not know it since youâre in Beijing all year round. No.1 Middle School is the best school in Rao City. Class A is the top class in No.1 Middle School. Every year, No.1 Middle School will be able to enter many key universities. 80% of them are students from this classâ¦â
âShe didnât get into Class A with her grades.â
Wei Ling couldnât be bothered to explain to him that Qiao Nian had gone to Beijing to participate in the Qing University enrollment examination and did not manage to get in.
She only reminded him implicitly, âShe has the backing of the Jiang family. Youâve always heard of Old Master Jiangâs name. Itâs not difficult for that Old Master to send her to the top class of a No.1 Middle School.â
The surname Jiang was very common, but there was only one Jiang family in the top circle in Rao City. It was the Jiang family that had moved to Beijing to develop ten years ago.
He was stunned for a moment. He didnât expect there to be such a relationship behind this little high school student.
âSheâs from the Jiang family?â
ââ¦Half. Sheâs not considered a real member of the Jiang family. Speaking of which, I still have some ties with this Qiao Nian.â Wei Ling used a cold tone to simply tell him about the real daughter of the Qiao family. In the end, she said in a deep voice, âI donât think the Jiang family put much effort into her. They didnât even bring her back to Beijing when the college entrance examination was coming up. It looks like they only let her have a name on the genealogy. The Jiang family values that Jiang Xianrou the most.â
ââ¦But this has nothing to do with us. Even if the Jiang family values her, she can forget about easily beating Wei Qi up this time. I donât want her to fight with her life, but I want her to at least be skinned alive!â
When Wei Ling said this, the fox fur coat couldnât hide her murderous expression. He could tell that she had been really angered by Qiao Nian.
With that, she swallowed her anger and looked up at Wei Dongshan. âIs that Cai Gang still protecting Qiao Nian?ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
At the mention of Cai Gang, Wei Dongshan couldnât help but frown in frustration.
âAh, his attitude is still the same. Heâs arguing that this case is still under investigation. They canât close the case in a hurry. They have to investigate clearlyâ¦â
When Wei Ling heard this, she couldnât hide her anger anymore. She clenched her fists and said angrily, âWei Qi is lying in the hospital bed and canât get out. What do they want to investigate?â
âThe hospital said he has a light injury. I just called a familiar lawyer. The lawyer said the same thing. A light injury does not constitute criminal responsibility. He insisted on protecting the person who hit him. Thereâs nothing we can do about it.â
Wei Dongshan was also angry. Cai Gangâs actions were undoubtedly a slap in his face on his territory. However, he had asked the lawyer, and the lawyer had the same intention. They could ask Qiao Nian for compensation.
When did the Wei family ever lack money?
They wanted to hack the culprit into pieces as a warning to others!
Who wanted compensation of 180,000 yuan?
âThe results of the injury analysis are easy to handle. Itâs not like thereâs only one hospital in the city. Iâll immediately arrange for someone to transfer Wei Qi to another hospital and do a new diagnosis.â Wei Ling had already made plans. She narrowed her eyes and asked him, âHow long will it take for Cai Gang to investigate?â
Wei Dongshan wasnât even 1.8 meters tall. He was only 1.78 meters tall. Wearing a suit, he still looked neat and tidy. At this moment, he pushed the gold-framed glasses on his nose bridge, and his eyes behind the glasses were cold. âHe said he wants three days.â