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Lawyer Wang took out the prepared documents, clearly lacking confidence.
"According to our client, it was because the opposing party was often disobedient at home. They just wanted to teach them a simple lesson... and afterwards, they even consulted a doctor. If it weren't for our client's adoption, the opposing party wouldn't have survived to this day."
He presented a photograph. "This is a picture taken by our client near a collapsing bridge when they found the opposing party. Later, they sent the opposing party to an orphanage and went through the adoption process. We believe there is no domestic violence; it's merely a method of parental discipline."
My brother disagreed and presented counter-evidence.
"Zhao Yuan frequently beat our client until they were covered in bruises and even poured scalding hot water on our client's shoulder, causing severe burns. The medical examination report issued by the hospital is included in the evidence, which is irrefutable."
Lawyer Wang's expression darkened.
My brother then called over a servant from the Jiang family to testify about the domestic violence against my family.
Seeing that things were going poorly, Zhao Yuan took all the blame upon herself and instructed Jiang Qifeng to take good care of their daughter.
In the end, the presiding judge sentenced Zhao Yuan to two years in prison.
The Jiang family's financial chain collapsed, and they officially declared bankruptcy.
In my sophomore year, with the debts of Jiang Qing's family still unpaid and unable to afford tuition, she chose to drop out of school.
Qu Ying was eating ice cream. "She could apply for scholarships or loans; I think it's just her pride getting in the way."
I saw Jiang Qing again at a banquet. Under my parents' guidance, I was already managing projects independently in my junior year.
She walked up to me, arm-in-arm with a man thirty years her senior, dressed in designer clothes and looking quite pleased with herself.
"Jiang Mu, I haven't lost. I'm living freely now, and one day, I'll make you pay."
The wealthy man approached, his large hand unceremoniously resting on Jiang Qing's waist, his greasy fingers roaming: "What are you still doing here? Hurry up and go drink with Mr. Li."
After saying that, he turned and saw me, and his previously lewd smile instantly transformed into a respectful demeanor.
He extended his right hand: "Miss Jiang, I am Li Xu from Xufeng Construction. It's a pleasure to finally meet you."
Jiang Qing's expression was akin to someone who had just tasted something foul.
"I visited your company before, but I couldn't secure an appointment. Would it be possible for me to treat you to a meal to discuss potential collaboration?"
Jiang Qing couldn't maintain her composure: "Honey, she just bullied me. Why are you still considering working with her?"
Jiang Qing thought her act of pouting would be effective, unaware that in front of such men, profit outweighed everything.
"What nonsense are you spouting? You must have been the one looking for trouble. Apologize to Miss Jiang right now."
Jiang Qing refused to apologize and ended up receiving a slap.
"If you don't apologize now, don't expect to get another penny from me in the future."
I expected Jiang Qing to turn and leave.
To my surprise...
"I'm sorry."
There was little sincerity in that apology as I turned to walk away.
My brother asked what had happened over there, and I shook my head: "It's nothing."
I had heard of Mr. Li; he was already married.
His wife was notorious for her ruthless methods. If she found out about Jiang Qing's existence...
At the end of the year, our family sat in the living room chatting.
"Mu Mu, say hello to your fans; they want to see you."
Previously, I had accidentally appeared in my Second Brother's livestream, which led to many people wanting to see me whenever he went live.
My Second Brother looked at the comments: "You guys can forget it; becoming our family's son-in-law is quite strict."
My mom told him to go away.
"Sweetheart, come and see what Mommy bought for you."
My dad said, "It's the end of the year with lots of gatherings. Take this Black Card; it has no password, so feel free to use it."
My grandpa was bragging to someone again: "Yes, yes, that research project was done by my granddaughter. It's really impressive."
I smiled widely, like a crescent moon. To make up for the hardships I had endured before, they had spoiled me into a little princess.
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