When Lin Qianqian heard this, she couldn't help but sneer: "You have nothing to do with him, but you still want to talk to me about him. Don't you think it's contradictory? Besides, no matter whether you have a relationship with him or not, I don't want to hear about it again.
Regarding his matter, you go back and tell Shangguan Zhendong that Yan Mubei and I will pursue the matter of the child being beaten and kidnapped by him."
This is her answer.
This time, they will not forgive Shangguan Zhendong for anything or anyone.
Everything was going through legal procedures and following normal channels. They didn't believe that anyone would dare to cover him.
The girl was a little angry when she heard this: "Why are you so unreasonable? We all said it has nothing to do with him, we are just talking to you about whether you want to be such a famous person."
"I am such a famous person." Lin Qianqian raised her chin slightly and looked at the girl.
This girl is quite beautiful and very young, probably not yet an adult.
Therefore, his behavior and tone were extremely arrogant, and his tone of voice made Lin Qianqian very uncomfortable.
She was born in a high-class society and was pampered by Yan Mubei in every possible way. Her temper was naturally more arrogant than that of any other woman.
Lin Qianqian has this qualification and capital.
Trying to fight against her arrogance and stubbornness would undoubtedly be an egg against a stone.
The girl probably met her opponent. She was so angry that she stamped her feet and her face turned red: "You..."
Lin Qianqian was annoyed by the person named Shangguan, and at the same time she was anxious to send Yang Taotao for a checkup, so she waved her bodyguard to pull them away so that her car could drive away.
At this time, the old woman in the wheelchair became anxious and shouted: "You misunderstood, we are not here to plead for him. I hate Shangguan Zhendong as much as you do."
Lin Qianqian paused while getting into the car, thought for a moment and said: "There are many people who hate him. Don't associate us with you. Old man, please get out of the way. I have important things to do."
"No, Miss Lin, listen to me. This matter has been held in my heart for more than forty years, and I don't have much time left. If I don't say it out, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to say it again." After that, the old woman felt sad.
The old man burst into tears and his eyes were red: "How can I have the face to face my two brothers after death? They died miserably..."
Hearing this, Lin Qianqian's movements froze, as if she had been electrocuted as she thought of something. Then she looked at Yang Taotao and said very apologetically: "I'm afraid I have to go to the hospital another day."
"It doesn't matter." Yang Taotao also heard what was hidden in it: "You go ahead and do your work."
Lin Qianqian nodded and walked towards the old woman.
The bodyguard stopped her again: "Ms. Lin."
"It doesn't matter." She signaled the bodyguard to step aside, stood face to face in front of the old woman, and asked her: "Are you Shangguan Zhendong's half-sister?"
The old woman lowered her head to test her tears and nodded.
Lin Qianqian's doubts were confirmed, and she invited people into the house, then called Yan Mubei and asked him to go home.
After leading her mother-in-law and grandson into the Yan family villa, Lin Qianqian asked the servants to prepare tea and snacks.
Shangguan Ruolan looked at the decoration in the house and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Your place is so beautiful, like a palace."
She was somewhere between a young girl and a girl. She had just lost her temper and was angry, but now she lacked that vigor towards Lin Qianqian.
Probably impressed by the luxury of the Yan family.
Shangguan Lian also looked at the room, and then sighed: "The Shangguan family used to be no less good than this one, but later..."