Eighties Sweetheart Wife-Chapter 637: Do You Think You Are Something Good?

Hai Shaoqing just laughed, "You are really naive, do you think I care so much about evidence? Even if the death of the Hai family had nothing to do with him, just for the way he treated me, I won’t let him off.

Besides, there’s an old saying, ’A mortal crime may be forgiven; a venial sin is hard to escape.’ With current legislation, sending him to prison might just let him enjoy a cushy life.

Moreover, it’s better for us to settle the grievance between father and son quietly, privately. There’s no need to trouble the police.

So whether you say something or not, does it make any difference?"

Xue Meirou was already looking a bit mad, grinding her teeth and growling low, "If you don’t care about these pieces of evidence, why bother coming to me to talk about them?"

Hai Shaoqing still smiled, and his smile was very joyful, "Of course, I came to see the crazy state you’re in now, do you think you’re a good thing? Without your abetment, how could I have suffered so much in my youth, endured so much hardship? You are inescapably culpable for all this, of course, I will not let you go!"

Xue Meirou yelled, "But do you really think that Zhong Daqiao alone was responsible for the death of your Hai family? There were many accomplices. Don’t you want vengeance? Those people are living well now, so what good does it do you to go after Zhong Daqiao?"

Hai Shaoqing thought it over and then sincerely said, "I have to thank you for mentioning that. If you hadn’t brought it up, I might have temporarily forgotten about that bunch from the Zhong family. Don’t worry, nobody will get away with it."

Xue Meirou’s face turned ashen, as if she had suddenly aged.

She knew that the information she had was now worthless, and she could only imagine what that wolf cub would do to her.

Xue Meirou closed her eyes, too afraid to look at Hai Shaoqing.

Hai Shaoqing left.

She also heard Hai Shaoqing instruct, "Take good care of her, and strive for discharge in three days. At that time, I still have a big gift for her."

At this, Xue Meirou trembled all over.

A big gift, what kind of gift?

Now she was lying in a hospital, the same hospital where Zhong Daqiao was also staying.

They were just not on the same floor.

If her guess was right, this hospital was also related to Hai Shaoqing.

But Hai Shaoqing didn’t have that much influence.

The person behind him was Song Yunuan.

Song Yunuan?

Just Song Yunuan alone was enough.

Throughout her stay, she had not seen a trace of Tianci.

Maybe he was afraid to come, or maybe Hai Shaoqing wouldn’t let him see her.

Perhaps she would know in three days’ time.

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Song Yunuan had bought quite a few small gifts, and in the last few days, Luo Shuxiu and Zhou Xiaohua had been at the Fanhua subsidiary.

They got along exceptionally well with Lin Chen and Huang Mingxi.

Zhou Xiaohua felt she had seen the world, but she had not expected to have the chance to come to Xiangjiang, a city so different from Beidu.

In the past, Xiangjiang was to her like the paradise the elderly people described.

Many people spoke of Xiangjiang with a look and tone of yearning,

saying the people there eat well, dress well, and live in tall buildings, that everyone travels by car, truly a place of upper and lower floors, lights, and telephones.

But now she was here in Xiangjiang, finally arriving at what everyone described as paradise.

However... it was just okay.

Eating well, dressing well, living well, these are only true for the rich.

In the alleys and streets, there were also many poor people.

Looking around at the surrounding lanes, they were worse than Erdao River Village, at least Erdao River Village, although rural, had large houses in every household.

Anyway, she and Little Nuan had toughened up over the past few years.

Besides, this was the Fanhua subsidiary, where Little Nuan had office buildings and villas.

She said that when the autumn came, Little Nuan would come here with her family to play.

But actually, Little Asheng had already visited.

Song Yunuan had placed the small gifts on the table, organizing each item carefully, and then pointing to another pile she said to the two, "Aunt Xiu, Xiaohua, these are for your families, pack them in another suitcase, so you don’t have to split them up when you get back."

Saying thank you would seem a bit too distant.

"Just sincerely follow Little Nuan, and that’ll be good,"

Then, Song Yunuan told the two people that she was going out to dinner tonight and asked them to arrange their time accordingly.

That evening, Song Yunuan was dining with the Eldest Young Master Ai and Mrs. Ai.

Nowadays, Old Master Ai had long since retired behind the scenes and no longer appeared publicly, citing poor health as the reason.

He was actually worn out from overexertion.

At his age, he truly valued his children.

What he least wanted to see was brothers fighting each other, causing unrest within the family home.

Yet, that was exactly what he encountered.

He had handed everything over to the Eldest Young Master Ai.

Ai Ruifeng, being the eldest son, was undoubtedly the rightful heir to the family business.

Then, many were observing the Ai family’s actions and noticed their close affinity with the other side.

So, they promptly divided into two factions.

One side was fiercely opposed and decided to sever many ties with the Ai family.

Some others thought, with the Eldest Young Master’s keen insight, distinguished family background, and Ivy League education, how could such a person engage in uncharted ventures?

Following him, they might not eat meat, but they could at least drink a bowl of soup.

Overall, the Ai family was now Xiangjiang’s foremost wealthy family.

Every move they made was closely watched by many, and for the meal, they chose a very secluded and elegant place.

For this occasion, the Lew family patriarch, the Lew family’s eldest son Lew He, the Sixth Master, and his lady, as well as their children, were all gathered together.

Because of Song Yunuan, these three families were now twisted into a single rope.

Of course, siblings have their disputes, but as long as they can agree on the main direction, there’s no need to fuss over minor details.

They talked while eating, and the atmosphere was harmonious and joyful.

This time, Song Yunuan was there to attract investments.

She planned to invest in three movies.

Since she now had money at hand, there wasn’t any need to go bit by bit.

Currently, she had three scripts in hand.

One of the scripts, of the fantasy genre, was penned by Song Yunuan herself.

It told a story of primal myths.

But it required a lot of special effects.

This movie was to be shot last.

She was currently working with Gu Huai’an to figure out the special effects.

Of the other two movies, one was a modern romance, and another was about rural life, which Song Yunuan decided to shoot in Erdao River Village.

Song Yunuan felt she was a stranger to this industry.

So she simply let those who were knowledgeable handle it.

As long as it made sense, she would solely be responsible for investing.

She casually asked if these families had any ideas on the matter?

By now, "Adventures of Little Stone" had become a global sensation, and in just a couple of years, Song Yunuan had amassed wealth beyond what most could imagine.

And half a year into its explosive popularity, she had started developing derivative products.

With such an example, even if Song Yunuan wanted to co-produce three movies, that would be fine; after all, she wouldn’t be the one shooting them—investing would suffice. freёweɓnovel.com

Such matters were decided over the course of a meal.

They didn’t even need to be discussed seriously.

Chang Dan said to Song Yunuan, "If you have any good projects, just speak up; I love to get in on the action and enjoy sharing the spoils with others. I hope you won’t mind me..."

Song Yunuan chuckled, "Since you love being part of the excitement, why don’t you come back with me this time and help finalize the Ai Corporation’s investment in building schools..."