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The old lady fell silent. After all, she was just an ordinary person, unable to accept the idea of murder. Previously, she had been shocked to hear that Hu Sanxiong's son had been killed by Jiang Chen. Now, learning that Jiang Chen could kill without a second thought was simply too shocking.
Hearing that Jiang Chen had killed many people sent chills down her spine. In that moment, her emotions were complex, and she didn't know what to say.
Zhou Rongli frowned; she didn't want her son to be labeled a murderer. "Mom, I don't think we need to have this meal anymore. Some people don't want to see us, and we don't want to see them either. It's best if both sides just avoid each other," Zhou Rongli said to the old lady.
"Alas," the old lady sighed, feeling heavy-hearted.
"Fine, if we’re not eating, then we’re not eating," she said, shaking her head and sitting down in a chair, looking lost.
Zhou Rongli felt a pang of guilt. She had long been disappointed in her elder brother and his companions. This meeting was merely for her mother's sake; she had convinced herself that if her brother showed even a little willingness to compromise, she would let things go. Even if she couldn't fully forgive them, at least they could pretend to be harmonious in front of their mother. But now it seemed that Zhou Pingyong and the others were unwilling to soften their stance at all.
If they wouldn't back down, Zhou Rongli certainly wouldn't either. She thought that if it came to a contest of wills, neither side would back down.
"Mom, stop sighing. It's not worth it for Zhou Rongli's family. If she had any conscience, she wouldn't have left home for over twenty years just for a man. What has she done for the Zhou family during those years? The development of the Zhou family has nothing to do with her. Now that she's successful and feels empowered enough to return and flaunt it, I see it all as empty. And Mom, don’t say I’m ungrateful; if I were truly ungrateful, I would have reported her long ago," Zhou Pingyong sneered.
"Reported? What would you report?" The old lady's eyes sharpened at his words.
"Of course I would report Zhou Rongli's family. Jiang Chen is a murderer; they are harboring a criminal. I know some officials and even some people in the military. If I report them, Zhou Rongli's family won't have a good outcome," Zhou Pingyong said with a cold smile.
"Do you dare? If you dare to report them, don’t call me 'Mom' anymore." The old lady's tone suddenly turned authoritative.
"As long as Zhou Rongli's family agrees never to set foot in the Zhou family's door again, I'll pretend nothing happened and won't report them. But if they insist on getting involved with our family, for the future of the Zhou family, I will have no choice but to act as a person with conscience and report them," Zhou Pingyong said firmly, sounding as if he meant every word.
Jiang Chen found this "big uncle" amusing; he couldn't understand how someone with such intelligence could manage the Zhou family.
"If you want to report them, do you really need to wait for you? How ridiculous; you can go ahead and report them anytime," Jiang Chen laughed.
"You think I wouldn’t dare? Don’t look at me like that; do you think I'm afraid of you?" Zhou Pingyong retorted.
"Of course you dare; someone as shameless as you wouldn’t hesitate at anything. Just know my patience is limited. Let me tell you this: once I step out of this private room today, I won’t kill you, but I will make your lives miserable. I want to see just how tough your bones really are," Jiang Chen said with a faint smile.
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