C18 I'll Bet That Your Mouth Is Hard or My Methods Are Hard

Chi Hann stared at his brother in shock. Was he even speaking English?! Before he could ask for clarification, his phone rang.

"Can I make it up to my sister somehow?" he thought, feeling a bit desperate.

Seeing it was his agent calling, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"When are you coming back, superstar?"

"Tomorrow morning's flight."

"Great, great, just make sure you show up, okay?"

The agent didn't waste time with small talk. Knowing when Chi Hann would arrive was enough to plan for his pickup.

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In the hospital, Chi Pinghai frowned at the message on his phone. He wanted to mention it to his wife, who was currently scolding someone, but he hesitated.

His usually gentle wife sat by the bed, her well-manicured hands pressing on Wang Yan's broken bone. "I'm running out of patience. Are you still not going to talk?"

Wang Yan, confident that the person in front of her wouldn't dare do anything under surveillance, spoke through her swollen face, "I'm going to jail anyway, unless... ugh!"

Lau Yunwan quickly grabbed a pillow and pressed it against Wang Yan's face, then pinched her hard on the wound.

"You know our family practically runs this town, right? Getting rid of you would be easier than squashing a bug."

The incident involving her daughter was far more complicated than it appeared. Lau Yunwan needed to find a breakthrough with Wang Yan.

"Your son's name is Sunny, right?"

In her younger years, Yunwan was known for her decisive and assertive nature. However, after getting married, she became a full-time homemaker, prioritizing her family and her child's education. This shift led many in her social circle to forget her former personality, remembering only her current gentle and graceful demeanor.

Moving the pillow aside, Yunwan noticed a hint of fear in Yan's eyes. Her voice remained gentle as she said, "If you don't speak up, not only will your son be unable to attend school, but your relatives' children will also be affected."

"Don't talk to me about the law. If my child is treated like this, as a mother, I will stop at nothing!"

With a soft touch, Yunwan helped Yan fix her hair, saying, "Do you want to bet on whether your stubbornness is stronger than my methods?"

Yan's breathing was shaky. "Will you really believe me if I tell you?"

"If I find out you're lying, I'll buy your family's home for a pittance, leaving your parents with nowhere to go."

Yunwan smiled slightly, looking into Yan's eyes with an overwhelming presence. "Speak."

This time, Yan was genuinely frightened. She had remained calm even under police questioning, but faced with Yunwan, who knew her weaknesses, she crumbled. Trembling, she confessed to the events of that year, but unfortunately, the person she dealt with was extremely cautious. She hadn't seen them and couldn't provide any particularly useful information.

For Yunwan, it was enough.

As she stood up, Wang Yan, still in tears, asked, "You won't hurt my little Yang, will you?"

"Does he need me to?"

A spoiled child sent to grandparents who lack education and money—what do you expect?

Leaving the hospital room, Yunwan politely thanked the officer guarding Wang Yan. Once in the elevator, Chi Pinghai, who had been almost invisible, swallowed nervously and called out, "H-honey?"

How long had it been since he’d seen this side of his wife? It was a bit intimidating.

Yunwan patted her husband's shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I won't hit you."

Really? He wasn't convinced.

The good dad took out his phone and played a voice message from their fourth son—

"Chi Hann made his sister cry."