"I know that this is the daughter you have doted on for many years. It is unrealistic for you to say you would do something to your daughter or imagine how terrifying your daughter is.
But Mr. Zhang, you personally raised her, so you understand her better." Elizabeth stared at Zhang Wanlin, her eyes curled, and her tone was gentler than before.
Speaking of which, she is extremely good at negotiating with these people.
He understands their psychology and knows better where to start to let this person see the truth clearly.
"The child in your belly may be very small, but it can be renurtured, but it has grown crookedly. If you want to pull it back, it is not that easy. You should know better than me."
As Elizabeth finished speaking, Zhang Wanlin's expression became even worse. He naturally understood what Elizabeth meant.
But thinking about his daughter's situation...he couldn't be cruel...
"But that's going to jail... You want me to watch my daughter go to jail?" Zhang Wanlin sighed softly.
Elizabeth smiled and said: "Of course I won't let your daughter really go to jail. I have a better proposal here. I don't know if Mr. Zhang agrees or not."
"What proposal? You...won't harm my daughter?" Zhang Wanlin looked at Elizabeth suspiciously.
Elizabeth pursed her lips and chuckled: "Of course I am going to harm your daughter. After all, I am afraid that she will act like a monster and trick my best friend again, but it is definitely easier than going to jail. Do you want to listen?"
Faced with Elizabeth's frankness, Zhang Wanlin was not so worried. He glanced at Tang Kexin's arm and thought it would be better to let them come up with ideas.
Otherwise, if the Xiao family is held accountable, all the bad things his daughter has done before will be dug out, making it even more difficult to deal with.
He didn't want his daughter to spend her whole life in prison.
"There is a psychiatric sanatorium that is very suitable for your daughter." Elizabeth tapped her fingers lightly on the table and said with a half-smile.
Hearing this, Zhang Wanlin immediately stood up, shook his head repeatedly and said, "This is not possible... How can my daughter enter a mental hospital?"
"That daughter of yours won't cause trouble unless she's hanging on the wall or in a mental hospital. If you don't want her to go to a mental hospital, fine, let's send more materials to the court.
Your daughter's previous violations of laws and disciplines will all be discovered, and it will be painful... It will still be painful for your daughter, understand?" Elizabeth's tone was a little cold.
This is not a discussion, but a notification.
"Besides, that's not our daughter. We don't have to endure her. It's your own child. You should think more about whether you should let her live..."
After Zhang Wanlin listened, he held his forehead and remained silent.
After about five minutes of silence, he suddenly raised his head, looked at Tang Kexin, who was the most communicative, and asked tentatively: "Really... want to be sent to a mental hospital?"
Tang Kexin pursed her lips and whispered: "Everyone should pay a corresponding price for what they have done. If she did something wrong, she must admit it."
"But..." Zhang Wanlin realized that he really couldn't explain it to his daughter.
Tang Kexin's hand was injured. It was his daughter who injured it.
"Mr. Zhang, you can consider my proposal carefully. In a mental hospital, apart from being unable to come out, life is better than outside.
As long as you provide enough money, she will not have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of her life, let alone being disturbed by outside events, and you can safely raise Fang Ranran's child."
Elizabeth smiled lightly, with kindness written on her face. (To be continued)