Chapter 161 Why does everyone else have it, but yours doesn't?

Song Xinyao wailed, "Officer, we are just college students who graduated not long ago. We are simple-minded and easily deceived and bullied. You must stand up for us!"

It's just wailing. Who doesn't know how to do that!

Catching Song Xinyao's signal, Ling Yue also relaxed her cold expression, sniffled, and began to act:

"Although we did hit them, that was all self-defense! They rushed over to hit us; we couldn't just stand there and not resist, could we? Besides, how heavy could the hands of a few young girls like us be?

After all, one of us was too drunk to get up, one was too weak to join the fight, and one—that would be me—had a bodyguard, so it's absolutely impossible that I would do it myself.

The whole time, it was my skinny little bodyguard throwing punches. How could she possibly fight off so many men by herself? She was almost mobbed!

Fortunately, we didn't linger in the fight; everything was just for self-preservation. That's why we used a tactic to tie their hands.

We are unaware of those injuries on their faces; they must have been caused by them bumping into walls or table corners in their panic.

They even accused us of assault! Such calculating men with eight hundred schemes in their bodies! Nothing good ever comes out of a dog's mouth!"

Zang Lanyi nodded in testimony, "Right, I didn't even have time to hit anyone."

The agent's face turned red with anger.

The several bosses nearby wanted to retort, but fearing that their words might become evidence in court, they chose to shut up and wait for their lawyers to arrive.

This suppression led to problems. For instance, certain things were skyrocketing.

[resentment value: 30%]

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Consequently, the agent, unable to hold it in any longer, took the lead, "You're farting, you're all farting!"

"Fine, fine, fine. You have two mouths, you're impressive, you can let it out from both ends at once." Song Xinyao chimed in.

When the agent realized the implication of her words, he became even angrier. It looked like another wave of shouting was about to break out.

Boss Huang and the other bosses suddenly burst into tears, not because they were in the police station, but because their families had been notified, and now their families were arriving. The scene was quite a spectacle.

Singles, tag-team wrestling! The police were almost overwhelmed. They had to solve the case while also preventing the bosses from being beaten to death by their wives and parents.

Just then, Cheng Jiao finally rushed over.

"Miss, are you alright?" She pulled Ling Yue over, looking her up and down with a face full of worry.

Ling Yue was pulled into a spin. "I'm fine, I brought A-Lan."

Cheng Jiao felt a wave of lingering fear. It was true that she was worried about Ling Yue getting hurt, and it was also true that she was afraid of losing such a high-paying job.

With these two genuine feelings mixed together, her gaze toward the agent was like a knife hanging overhead, ready to cut flesh at any moment, flashing with a cold, icy light.

The agent shivered and shrank toward the side of the bosses. Unexpectedly, he was implicated and suffered a head-bashing from their family members. Clutching his head, he had no choice but to shrink into a corner. Who did he offend?

That dead woman dares to be so arrogant; once I get out, I'll definitely deal with her properly!

"Miss, don't worry. Lawyer Qian contacted a friend who is a civil litigation lawyer, and they are on their way." As Cheng Jiao spoke, her phone rang. "They're here, I'll go outside to greet them."

At the same time Cheng Jiao left, the lawyers for those bosses also arrived. Each of them looked travel-worn; some had been woken up in the middle of the night, others had just met with a client overnight and now had to come to the police station to bail people out. The dark circles under their eyes were like soot from the bottom of a pot, as if they might kick the bucket if they weren't careful.

The police station became lively again. "Lawyer Jiang, I want to sue! This woman started hitting people without rhyme or reason!"

"Lawyer Chen, look at my face. This face of mine is insured."

"I've lived for 38 years and have never been treated like this. Lawyer Feng, you must help me win this lawsuit, no matter how much it costs!"

"How can a bunch of good-for-nothings hit so hard! My son is the root of our Xu family! If he's injured anywhere, can they take responsibility? Sue, we must sue! What kind of decent woman goes to some K, some V in the middle of the night? Let's just treat it as educating them on behalf of their parents." A certain boss's "good father" expressed this very serious opinion in the police station.

Ling Yue was amused. Resentment delivered to her doorstep—she adhered to the principle of never turning away a customer. She stepped forward and said:

"Who would want to inherit such a crooked and cracked root? Old man, you look like you're only 60. You should tidy up and restart a new account as soon as possible. Of course, I don't mean that if you restart, you'll necessarily have a good root."

The old man, suddenly retorted, asked: "What do you mean?"

"If your brain isn't working, then you absolutely must not restart. The root is already no good, and if you end up with another fool, then you'll have wasted your time until you're 80. If you accidentally die, you'll die with your eyes open—what will you do then?" Ling Yue launched an indiscriminate attack.

[resentment value: 48%]

Good heavens! Is the resentment of the elderly always this potent? Or is it that I hit a sore spot? A 12% jump in resentment value—how could one not be excited!

Ling Yue hissed and continued her offensive: "No way, no way. Your precious son doesn't even have an heir yet, does he? No wonder you, old man, are so nervous about his thing. That's great! The eyes of the vast majority of female compatriots are sharp; they haven't stepped into the trashy abyss of your Xu family."

The old man's cloudy eyes widened: "Young lady, I advise you to accumulate some virtue in your speech! Committing oral karma at such a young age—you'll have your tongue pulled out by King Yama when you go to hell!"

The old man didn't refute her, but instead became angry out of shame. Clearly, Ling Yue had hit the mark. Since that was the case... then she would go all out:

"Old man, you're quite superstitious. Let me calculate it for you: at your age, you still haven't held a grandson, so it seems you are destined to have no affinity for it. And think about it, why does everyone else have one, but your family doesn't? Is it because you committed some sin in your past life, and the retribution has fallen on your head in this life?

You are inferior genes, and the son you produced is naturally inferior genes. Your whole family is inferior genes; even Heaven can't stand it, so naturally, it won't let you pass it on anymore.

Listen to me, pray more to the Bodhisattva to eliminate your karmic obstacles, lest you repeat the same mistakes in your next life. Oh, I forgot, most Bodhisattvas in our country are female figures. When you pray, make sure you don't say the wrong thing. If the Bodhisattva finds out you favor boys over girls, then it's all over; you'll never be able to turn your life around."

Sigh, how pitiful. If you ask me, wanting a grandson is useless; you might as well just beat your son into a grandson. And don't bother with adoption; if you happen to corrupt a perfectly good child, that would probably be a huge sin, and you'd have to go to the oil-cauldron hell."

"This is lawlessness! Lawlessness!" The old man's blood pressure surged.

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Ling Yue: Rise, rise, rise!!!

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Tch~

"Old man, you're not very good at this." It didn't even hit 100. After saying this, Ling Yue covered her mouth: "Oops, I accidentally said what was on my mind."

The old man went thud and fainted right there. His "good son" rushed over quickly, pointing at Ling Yue, about to say something.

Ling Yue preempted him: "He called me a 'good-for-nothing,' damaging my mental health and causing indelible insults to my personality. I want to sue him. I'll let him know that in this world, having age on your side doesn't mean you're right."

"You don't respect the elderly! You'll be struck by lightning from the heavens!" The old man came back to life. A medical miracle! A medical miracle indeed!

Ling Yue feigned confusion: "Do you often engage in this kind of scamming? You've called upon Heaven too many times, and Heaven discovered you were cooking the books, so it gave you the retribution of having no incense to carry on your line. Oh my, I've solved the case for you Xu family. How are you going to thank me?"

The old man went thud and fainted again.

[resentment value: 77%]

"Lawyer! Lawyer!" The "good son" roared frantically. The police shouted: "What's the noise? What's the commotion? Everyone be quiet!"

As soon as the words fell, Cheng Jiao led an elderly woman, dressed in a simple white short-sleeved shirt and gray trousers, into the police station. In an instant, the police station fell into an unprecedented silence.