You're dumping me, huh? Fine, then I'll just pick up the school beauty and make her my wif

The thugs who had just tried to hit people with steel pipes were now as docile as quails, all squatting in a row with their heads in their hands, waiting in line to be handcuffed.

At the same time, a middle-aged man wearing a neat suit and gold-rimmed glasses walked out from behind Uncle Liu.

He held a tablet in his hand, walked up to Su Daqiang, and adjusted his glasses.

"Mr. Su Daqiang, I am the legal counsel appointed by Mr. Jiang Che."

The lawyer spoke clearly and distinctly, exuding an air of cold indifference and businesslike professionalism.

"Based on the evidence we have, after the death of Ms. Su Qinghe's parents, you used illegal means such as forging a will and bribing notaries to embezzle this villa under the Su family's name, 60% of the shares of Su's Building Materials Company, and a trust fund of 35 million under your brother's name."

"This is slander! I didn't tamper with the will! These are all things my second son promised to leave me!"

Su Daqiang stubbornly continued to argue, but his confidence was clearly waning.

The lawyer completely ignored his roar, swiped his finger across the tablet, and continued reading.

"In addition, you sold the antique paintings, calligraphy and jewelry that were originally in the villa, totaling more than eight million yuan. All the proceeds were transferred to the account of your mistress, Ms. Zhao, and used to purchase real estate and raise your illegitimate child."

Upon hearing this, Wang Cuihua, who had been sitting on the ground throwing a tantrum and refusing to cooperate with the police, immediately became uncooperative.

"Eight million?!"

Wang Cuihua suddenly sprang up from the ground, ignoring the handcuffs on her hands, and charged straight at Su Daqiang like a bull.

"Su Daqiang! You heartless bastard! You actually spent eight million on that vixen behind my back?!"

"I've scrimped and saved with you, and I can't even afford a decent handbag. And you're using my money to raise your bastard?"

Wang Cuihua rammed her head into Su Daqiang's nose, and the impact was perfectly square.

Su Daqiang, whose face was already covered in scratches from Wang Cuihua, was hit so hard that his nose broke on the spot, and blood gushed out like a fountain, unstoppable.

"You crazy woman! Get out of my way!"

Su Daqiang was so shocked by the impact that he saw stars. He raised his foot to kick, but his hands were cuffed and he couldn't maintain his balance. The two of them ended up wrestling and falling together.

The scene was quite chaotic at one point.

The police officers were stunned, but the senior police chief was the first to react and quickly led his men to break up the fight.

"What are you doing! Behave yourself! Fighting at a time like this!" he shouted sternly.

Jiang Che stood aside and watched the show for a while. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Su Tianci standing not far away, dumbfounded. So he slowly shifted his teasing gaze to him.

Su Tianci was completely terrified by this scene.

Seeing his own parents fighting, and then seeing Jiang Che's icy gaze sweep over him, he was instantly terrified and felt a surge of heat in his crotch—

I peed again.

"vomit……"

Everyone present frowned, some even pinching their noses and looking at Su Tianci with disgust.

Unaware of his own injury, Su Tianci clutched his severed hand and scrambled toward the police, pleading, "Officer, help... take me away! I don't want to stay here anymore, this man is a madman..."

He's more afraid of being under the same roof as Jiang Che than going to jail.

The old sheriff looked at this odd family with disdain. "Alright, take them all away!"

With a command given, Su Daqiang and his family of three, along with the thugs, were pushed and shoved by the police and taken away.

As Su Daqiang passed by Jiang Che, he was still not giving up and glared at him fiercely.

"Kid, you just wait! The Su family isn't as simple as you think. I have connections up there!"

Jiang Che replied slowly, "Okay, I'll be waiting."

"But if your people find out you're in jail, do you think they'll protect you, or try to clear themselves of any wrongdoing?"

Su Daqiang's face turned deathly pale instantly, and his last glimmer of hope was shattered.

He's not stupid; he understands the principle that when the tree falls, the monkeys scatter.

This is truly the end.

As a series of hurried footsteps faded into the distance, the sound of police sirens rang out outside, then gradually disappeared into the wind and snow.

"Young Master."

Uncle Liu walked over and handed the villa key to Jiang Che. He glanced at the mess on the ground and bent down slightly.

"I've already made arrangements with the police station, and our legal team will follow up. This family has quite a few cases against them, plus the statements from those thugs, they won't be out for at least ten or twenty years."

"Especially that Su Tianci, who is suspected of multiple sexual assault and assault cases. Once he goes in, he'll probably have to work as a sewing machine for the rest of his life."

Jiang Che nodded, not surprised by the result. This was what Su Daqiang's family deserved, and he even felt that the result was a bit too lenient.

"Clean the house, it's too dirty."

He glanced disdainfully at the carpet that Su Tianci had dirtied, as well as the broken vases and ornaments. "And upstairs, throw away everything you can. It's fine if you demolish the house and leave it as a bare shell. I'll find someone to redecorate it later."

Although the house was returned, it was still filled with traces left by Su Daqiang's family, which was disgusting to look at.

Even so, Jiang Che still asked Su Qinghe for her opinion. Su Qinghe gently rested her head on his shoulder, seemingly a little tired, and said softly, "I'll listen to you."

Uncle Liu was an efficient person. Upon hearing this, he immediately turned around and waved to the remaining bodyguards.

"Hurry up and get all this trash out, including the carpets and furniture. Throw away everything they've touched and replace it with new ones."

A group of bodyguards immediately sprang into action, some moving things, others sweeping the floor.

In less than twenty minutes, the previously messy living room was cleaned up spotlessly.

There was absolutely no trace of the fierce conflict that had just taken place here.

"Young master, I'll go to the police station to keep an eye on things. There are some paperwork I need to sign."

After finishing dealing with the scene, Uncle Liu walked up to Jiang Che and asked for instructions.

"Okay, go ahead, thank you for your hard work, Uncle Liu." Jiang Che paused for a moment and then added, "The bodyguards should also go back first. The rest of the furniture can be moved tomorrow during the day. It's late today, so go back and rest."

Upon hearing this, all the bodyguards immediately bowed deeply, saying, "Thank you, young master."

Uncle Liu glanced at Su Qinghe beside his young master, his eyes softening slightly. He then quietly led the remaining bodyguards out, gently closing the door behind him.

The huge villa fell silent once more.

Jiang Che didn't rush home. He took Su Qinghe's hand and slowly strolled around the house.

Although this place wasn't filled with fond memories for Su Qinghe, it did hold her past.

He wanted to know as much as possible about her, both her pain and her joy.

Su Qinghe seemed to have guessed his thoughts as well, and she also remained silent, simply following quietly beside him with a faint smile in her eyes.

In silence, the two walked through the living room to a huge tripod piano.