Reborn in the 1980s, remarried and followed a soldier, the ungrateful wretch cried with regret.

Chapter 702

"Wang Dacheng, are you crazy? You dare to hit people here?"

President Qu was extremely angry.

He's still here, and he's already trying to hit someone.

If he weren't there, what would happen to this little girl?
Unfortunately, this person was also a battalion commander.

It's simply because of his status.

It was at this moment that Wang Dacheng regained his rationality.

"President Qu, I was just stunned by anger—"

"Are you out of your mind? Did that girl say anything wrong? The house was left by her father. If it wasn't given to his own daughter, would it be given to you? And that marriage, if you think it's so good, why don't you let your own daughter marry it? Why force an orphan like her? And lock her up for three days and three nights. Wang Dacheng, do you think you're some kind of local tyrant or emperor?"

That's a very serious statement.

Wang Dacheng, who hadn't been frightened before, turned pale with fright when he heard the charge fabricated by President Qu.

"President Qu, you can't just say things like that. Although I haven't done anything major in the village over the years, I've been working hard to do practical things for the villagers. It's fine if you say that, but how are the villagers supposed to feel?"

"Alright, you think you're cultured just because you know a few words. From today onwards, you can forget about being in charge of the brigade. Someone will come to take over your village. Also, you're required to return your niece's house today, even if it means moving out overnight."

Wang Dacheng: ? ...

His face turned pale and then flushed.

He then glared fiercely at Wang Lihong.

Has this brat really gotten herself into trouble? She actually pulled this stunt on him.

President Qu actually sided with her.

Just then, the policeman who had been gripping his wrist let go.

“Wang Dacheng, we received a report that your son broke into your house and killed Wang Fugui from your village. You covered up for your son and buried the body. Now, please come with us.”

When the police officer said this, Dean Qu and Wang Lihong were both stunned. They hadn't expected it to involve a life.

The moment the police spoke, the color drained completely from Wang Dacheng's face.

"I didn't, this is a false accusation."

Then, as if remembering something, he glared fiercely at Wang Lihong, "Did you frame me, you little brat?"

Wang Lihong was frightened by his fierce gaze.

He involuntarily took a large step back. "I, I didn't—"

Wang Dacheng, of course, did not believe it.

If it weren't for that brat, how could the police have found out about their family's affairs?

That brat must have known or seen it all along.

That's quite a scheme.

They actually endured this long and finally let him have a big one.

Driven by rage, he rushed over and tried to strangle the person to death.

But the police detained him immediately.

Wang Dacheng couldn't break free at all.

"Officer, President Qu, I was really angry just now. That brat—Wang Lihong—falsely accused me, her own uncle. No one could stand this. She's so malicious and wants to destroy my family! Officer, please don't believe everything you hear. I'm the captain. Would I do such a crime?"

“It wasn’t her who reported it. We received the information and had already dug up the remains of the deceased. After comparison, it was confirmed to be Wang Dafu’s.”

The body had been buried for two years and was already decomposed, but Wang Dafu had been lame before his death, so the characteristics matched perfectly.

(End of this chapter)