False evidence

Chapter 441 Head-on Confrontation (6)

As Shuanzhu barked, Chen Zudao's ears perked up:
"Three cars are coming."

Jiao Tong and I walked to the window at the same time, and sure enough, we saw a Mercedes-Benz and two luxury minivans drive into the garage.

Tang Xianzong glanced at the expressions on everyone's faces and said:
"I don't ask you what you want to do, I just ask what I can do?"

This seems to be one of his catchphrases.

Gu Haitao looked at me, and I looked at Tong Xiangnan.

Tong Xiangnan smiled slightly: "Mr. Tang, you only need to do one thing: ask the same questions you had when you first met again. Of course, you'll have to ask them in a different way, with a different tone. And you..."

When Gu Haitao saw him turn to him, he immediately nodded and said:
"I am Luo Yinsheng!"

Tong Xiangnan nodded. "As for everyone else, they should just be themselves. Whatever they say or do should be in accordance with their own identity."

Tang Xianzong was also a smart man. The key point was that his friendship with Luo Yinsheng had reached a point where many problems could be ignored.

"I'll go down now to fulfill my duties as the housekeeper."

Xiao Shen stuffed a bunch of slices of cooked meat into his mouth, pointed at Gu Haitao with his chopsticks, and imitated Tang Xianzong's tone, saying:
"I'm not asking what you're thinking right now, I'm just asking you, is that 'bastard' reliable?"

“Little friend, Xianzhong is my best friend. Only I can call him a bastard. You can’t.” Gu Haitao said seriously, “He and I are the best of friends, brothers. Let me put it this way, he hasn’t seen me for more than half a year since I was sent to the sanatorium.”

Chen Zudao frowned: "What kind of friends are they then?"

Gu Haitao seemed like a completely different person at this moment, his face ashen as he said:
“I don’t want to see him, and I’m afraid to see him. I’m afraid that if I see him, I won’t be able to help but tell him the truth, and then I will be hurting him.”

Tong Xiangnan said in a deep voice, "We shouldn't be hiding anything from you anymore at this point."

Gu Haitao nodded: "My car accident wasn't an accident; someone switched my medication. After Qiaomei left, I couldn't sleep at night, drank myself into a stupor, and would still wake up in the middle of the night. I need to run my business and raise my son, so I need to get enough sleep. Therefore, I not only drink alcohol but also have a habit of taking sleeping pills."

I hadn't been drinking the night of the accident. But halfway through the drive, I suddenly felt extremely dizzy, my vision blurred, and everything appeared double. I tried to brake, but my whole body was numb. It was in this state that I crashed into a bus.

It took me a whole month to regain consciousness. Once my mind was clear, I lost the ability to move and speak. However, I could still hear. The doctor diagnosed that I had suffered a stroke first, which led to the car accident. They said it was related to my excessive smoking and drinking, and long-term medication use.

At the time, I thought it was all my own fault, and I had no one else to blame. I didn't feel pain; on the contrary, I was happy. I thought I would see Qiaomei soon, and I couldn't wait to die. Until one day, I learned the truth from a gossipy caregiver.

I remember it clearly; the caregiver's name was Ma Guihua. She was absolutely awful. Not only did she pick out all the meat from my food, but when no one else was around, she would pinch, squeeze, and yell at me. One day, she suddenly pulled out a medicine bottle, slapped me across the face, and said to me:

"You've got money, huh? Money can buy you a life of crime! It's fine if you die, but why are you tormenting me like this? Didn't the doctor say you've been taking sleeping pills for a long time? This kind! Now you've driven me crazy, I'm having insomnia too, and I was prescribed the same medication. Want to take it? Should I feed it to you?"

She cursed and tortured me, and finally actually poured out two pills, crushed them, mixed them into a glass of water, and fed them to me. That's when I realized someone couldn't wait any longer and wanted to kill me.

"Was that caregiver bribed to kill you?" Yue Rong asked.

Gu Haitao shook his head: "That caregiver is a rotten bastard, just venting her frustrations about life on the patients. What chills me to the bone is that the sleeping pills she gave me look almost identical to the ones I usually take. But the names on the bottles are different!"
I was courting death, but I'm also afraid of dying. I'm afraid that after I die, Jiabao will have no one to take care of him. So, I've always been taking a calming drug with relatively mild side effects. But the drug she gave me was one with severe side effects, especially for people who drink alcohol—it's absolutely forbidden!

Gu Haitao's face was even more gloomy than the sky outside: "There are only a few people in my family. Apart from Xianzhong, no other servants are allowed to enter my room. Xianzhong would never harm me, so there are only two people who could have switched the medicine."

Although his face was pale, his tone remained relatively calm. But listening to him sent chills down my spine.

Tong Xiangnan said, "As parents, sometimes we have to delegate authority when necessary."

Gu Haitao shook his head: "I understand this principle, and I have indeed entrusted part of the business to Jiabao to manage."

But one day, I received a phone call.

A friend of mine from Macau called me. He said that Jiabao had lost money at the casino and wanted to borrow money from him, asking if I would lend it to him.

I said I'd lend it to him, no matter how much, and I'd pay him interest.

When he told me the numbers, I was stunned.

Do you know how much Jiabao lost?

Twenty million!
Twenty million!

He asked my old friend for another 20 million!

I raised my son all by myself, so I have to pay for whatever he needs.

But this family business is something I built up bit by bit, with my life as the foundation! How could I possibly delegate power to him?

When his son was mentioned, Gu Haitao could no longer remain calm; he was so excited that his whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

Gao He looked at me with a stern face: "It's hard to verify this kind of thing anymore. We can only see how you resolve it."

"I want to kill someone." Seeing Gao He's expressionless face, I had no choice but to change my words, "At least I want to half-dead someone."

Gao He hadn't been drinking, but then he casually picked up a glass, poured half a glass of baijiu into his mouth, put down the glass, rubbed his forehead, and mumbled:

"I drank too much... I feel terrible."

Gu Haitao suddenly walked up to me and said:

“I never told Xianzhong about the change of medicine. First, if he knew the truth, he would definitely avenge me. I don’t want my friend to go to jail. Also, Jiabao is my son, my son with Qiaomei.”

Wei Lan sighed softly, "The hearts of parents are all the same."

Chen Zudao coughed and said, "If a son wants to kill his father, why can't the father strangle his son?"

Yue Rong looked at Gu Haitao and said:
"I now completely believe that you are Mr. Luo Yinsheng. Putting aside your identity as a lawyer, I suggest you amend your will. Donate the portion originally left to Ji Jiabao to charity as well."

Gu Haitao was silent for a moment, then grinned and spread his hands, saying:

“I’ve worked hard for half my life to build this fortune, and I’m donating it all… It breaks my heart.”

(End of this chapter)