Jiang Xianrou hid behind Jiang Yao, shook her hands nervously, clenched her hands into fists, and tried to calm herself down, but the panic in her eyes still betrayed the fear in her heart.
She bit her lip, her eyes flickering as she looked at the burly man who came with bad intentions, trying to intimidate him: "I don't know what you are talking about."
"You are breaking the law by barging in like this. I can call the police anytime. If you know what's good for you, I advise you to get out right away!"
"Haha." The square-faced man with a gleam in his eyes turned his head to look at the person beside him and said mockingly, "Did you hear that, guys? Miss Jiang told us to get out, otherwise she'll call the police."
Several people exuded a temperament that was not easy to mess with. When they heard this, they all smiled sarcastically: "I heard it."
"I heard it clearly. Miss Jiang wanted to call the police."
"Oh, I'm so scared."
Their attitude is not just about breaking in, it's purely about humiliating the Jiang family.
Jiang Zongnan's face turned pale.
Jiang Yao's face didn't look good either.
The Jiang family's servants all hid in the kitchen. Someone plucked up the courage to call the police, and his voice was trembling.
"Hello, is this 110? This is 163 Zijing Road. Please send someone over quickly. We have a break-in. There are seven or eight of them. They are outside now."
…
Outside in the living room.
Jiang Xianrou's fair face turned red, so red that blood was about to drip out. She pinched her palms with her fingers so tightly that she almost broke the skin on her palms.
these people…
She didn't have time to continue.
The seven or eight people had laughed enough. The burly man who had asked her to go again looked at her again with a sharp gaze. His expression had become impatient. He said coldly, "Ms. Jiang, please clarify the situation before calling the police. Your medicine killed someone and our old lady is still lying in the hospital. You told me to call the police? Okay, call the police, call them at will. I'll give you five minutes. Call the police and have them come. I don't care."
Jiang Xianrou's throat seemed to be choked, as if someone was pinching her vital points, and her momentum suddenly weakened.
As soon as Jiang Yao saw her slightly changed expression, he knew that the other party was right. Jiang Xianrou was indeed selling drugs privately. He took a deep breath, stood up, and talked to the other party with his handsome face as calmly as possible: "This matter is a misunderstanding. Our family is willing to take responsibility, and we are willing to compensate and apologize..."
"Master Jiang, there is no need for compensation!"
Jiang Yao is a well-known figure in Beijing and is acquainted with Xu Jishen.
The other party more or less gave him some face, and did not wantonly humiliate him like he did to Jiang Xianrou. But his tone was still not very good, and he asked him mockingly: "Our boss doesn't need this little money. In addition, I want to ask Young Master Jiang, can your parents' lives be traded for money?"
He raised his chin slightly, looked at Tang Wanru and Jiang Zongnan with contempt, and said in a hoarse and bloody voice: "How much are Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Jiang's lives worth in Young Master Jiang's heart? Ten million? Or one hundred million?"
Jiang Yao's face suddenly darkened.
The other party didn't give him a chance at all. He waved his hand and ordered others: "Since Miss Jiang is unwilling to cooperate, we can only 'ask' Miss Jiang to go. Take the person away!"
"Yes, Brother Biao."
Several people walked over with their hands rubbed, and forcibly dragged Jiang Xianrou out of the villa.
Jiang Zongnan's blood boiled, his face flushed, and he tried to chase after her, but was dragged back by Jiang Yao. In just a moment of delay, Jiang Xianrou had already been taken away.
(End of this chapter)