The Lu family naturally used their connections to put pressure on them, but Lawyer Fan was no pushover. Others didn’t know who was behind him, but the people in the police station knew.
Comparing the two, although it seems strange, no one is willing to offend the Lu family for the sake of the Lu family branch.
"Tang Xinluo, what exactly do you want us to do in exchange for dropping the case?"
At the entrance of the police station, Lu Qinghao, who was released on bail by his lawyer, stood in front of Tang Xinluo.
Because Lu Zhiyi and Gong Xuemei were proven to have worn the "lost items" on multiple occasions, they were directly detained by the police and were not granted bail.
"I don't want anything. I just want certain people to reap what they have sown and have their evil deeds punished." Tang Xinluo raised his head and refused to give in.
"You—" Lu Qinghao's face was gloomy, and there was a fierceness in the corners of his handsome eyes.
Tang Xinluo looked at him fearlessly: "Me? This is the entrance to the police station. If Young Master Lu wants to go back right after coming out, he can just teach me a lesson here."
Her attitude made Lu Qinghao extremely angry, but he had to admit that he really couldn't touch Tang Xinluo at all here.
"You..." Lu Qinghao's face was so cold that water could almost drip out of it. "If you drop the case, I will return your mommy's necklace to you."
Originally, he planned to keep the necklace as a handle to threaten Tang Xinluo when needed in the future.
But now, it has to be destroyed in advance.
Tang Xinluo frowned, pretending not to understand, "What necklace?"
"It's the citrine necklace I gave you last time... it's fake."
In order to prevent others from hearing what he did, Lu Qinghao lowered his voice when he said this and took a few steps closer to Tang Xinluo.
The distance between the two of them shortened, and he could smell a little sweet fragrance belonging to this hateful woman.
Lu Qinghao paused and actually felt that the fragrance of this woman was unusually pleasant.
The scent of Wan Weiwei's perfume was much more comfortable than what he was used to.
"Lu Qinghao, I didn't expect you to be so despicable!" Tang Xinluo glared at the approaching man, not hiding the contempt in her eyes.
This kind of look made Lu Qinghao very unhappy.
Once upon a time, when Tang Xinluo looked at him, there was only admiration and flattery in his eyes.
But now, without her glasses, revealing her beautiful peach blossom eyes, they are no longer the same as I remembered.
When she faced him, there was only deep hatred and alienation in her eyes.
Lu Qinghao was not an emotional person, and he quickly suppressed the strange feeling in his heart.
"Tang Xinluo, stop talking nonsense... Do you still want the necklace? If you do, then immediately drop the case and release my mother and Zhiyi. Otherwise..."
"What else?" Tang Xinluo snorted coldly, with a bright light in her peach blossom eyes.
"Lu Qinghao, you'd better figure it out. Who is begging whom now? Since you have replaced my mom's necklace, how can I be sure that the one you give me this time is the real one? Besides, although the necklace is precious, it is gone. I believe my mom would not want me to be threatened by you for a necklace. If you make me angry, I will simply give it up!"
Tang Xinluo tried her best to maintain her expression. Even though she couldn't let go of the necklace in her heart, she acted extremely calm.
"But you and I are different. Your mother and your sister are both in prison now. As long as I don't withdraw the case, they will be locked up and even sentenced. By then, not only will they be tortured, but your Lu family will also lose face. Lu Qinghao, you should act like a beggar when you ask for help. I can't see your sincerity, so how can I trust you?"
Tang Xinluo clasped his hands across his chest, waiting for Lu Qinghao to surrender with a determined look.
No matter how cruel he was, he could ignore his sister and his mother, but he couldn't ignore his own reputation and that of the Lu family.
"You..." Lu Qinghao narrowed his eyes, wishing he could pierce a hole in Tang Xinluo's body, "Sorry... um... sorry..."
"What did you say?" Tang Xinluo smiled, "The wind is too strong, I can't hear you clearly." (To be continued)