"President Pan is colluding with Ye Fengxing. As the company with the most cutting-edge technology in the world, President Pan must still possess many immensely powerful items,"
"Years ago, he made his fortune in the arms trade before establishing his tech company. After so much time has passed, who knows what he has researched."
The more they understood, the more uneasy they became.
Hearing Tang Xiaomin's concerns, Yan Jue's heart finally settled.
It was just a false alarm; she knew nothing. He had thought Lu Xing or Zhong Li had let something slip.
Yan Jue laughed without restraint, feeling no sense of crisis about what Tang Xiaomin had said.
"Those pieces of junk are nothing to fear. If that Ye fellow dares to show up, he will surely die."
Die?
Tang Xiaomin suddenly realized a very serious problem.
"You said Ye Fengxing is the Yan Jun you threw into reincarnation. If he dies, he can openly return to the underworld, and we'll be in trouble."
"No, he cannot die."
Then they would have to fight to the death again, leaving no peace.
Tang Xiaomin even felt fortunate that, before she knew the truth, she had always advised Yan Jue not to kill Ye Fengxing.
Otherwise, chaos would have erupted by now.
"Minmin, flesh and blood can never escape the inevitability of death. It's only a matter of time. The day you worry about will come sooner or later."
"But don't worry, we can stay in the human world like this forever, and no one can control us."
"Just in case, the Pentagon should be built as soon as possible."
Hearing this, Tang Xiaomin let out a long sigh.
"You're right. You're more farsighted than I am in this regard. I'll listen to you."
Her rare obedience satisfied Yan Jue, but at the same time, he felt a sense of loss.
He didn't know how much longer such days would last.
"Don't go home today. Stay and keep me company."
"But..."
"No buts. I need you to stay." His tone suddenly became forceful.
Tang Xiaomin stared at him blankly, disbelieving that he would speak to her like that. He had never been harsh with her before.
"If you want me to stay, I'll stay. Can't you just talk to me nicely?"
Realizing his tone had been overly aggressive, Yan Jue immediately regretted it.
He couldn't help but pull her into his arms, resting his chin on the crown of her head, savoring the sweet happiness of the moment.
"My attitude was bad. If you feel wronged because of my attitude, you can hit me to vent your anger. Just don't keep it to yourself."
"Hmph."
Tang Xiaomin didn't hit Yan Jue. She never hit him, not even as a joke.
Instead, she bit him hard on the shoulder through her clothes.
"Next time you're mean to me, I'll leave a tooth mark on your shoulder. I can't be the only one who suffers."
"As long as you wish, I'll give you my life."
Speechless... Here he goes again.
...
In the hospital.
After a period of treatment, Zhang Guo'er's condition finally stabilized.
Zhao Lan looked haggard, and Zhang Guodong, in his wheelchair, was listening to the doctor in the office discuss Zhang Guo'er's situation.
"Zhang Guo'er's facial bones are fractured. She needs to rest well during this period and avoid extreme emotions, both joy and anger. Otherwise, if complications arise, it will be very troublesome and could lead to severe disfigurement."
"Ah! Is it that serious?"
Zhang Guodong and his wife were shocked, their faces turning very grim.
"Her other injuries are manageable, but her face is where the damage is, and she's a girl. We need to be extremely careful."
Zhang Guo'er was even more seriously injured than they had imagined. She had been beaten beyond recognition.
After being sent to the hospital for treatment, her face swelled up like a pig's head, and she couldn't even speak or eat.
For days, her body functions were maintained solely by nutrient drips. Her outcome was truly miserable.
The more Zhang Guodong and his wife thought about it, the angrier they became, determined to seek justice for their daughter.
"Doctor, my daughter is so badly injured. Please also conduct a severity assessment. This way, we can pursue responsibility from the perpetrator and not let the bad guys get away with it."
"That can be done."
Based on Zhang Guo'er's condition and professional ethics, the doctor issued an authoritative injury assessment.
The assessment concluded that Zhang Guo'er had sustained a Grade Two disability.
When the assessment results came out, Zhao Lan said fiercely, "Husband, we can't just let this go. Our daughter can't have been beaten for nothing. We must seek justice for Guo'er!"
Having learned from the previous experience of being beaten by Tang Ye and Tang Yu, Zhang Guodong had become wiser this time.
"We must seek justice, but we can't do it alone. We need to have a lawyer with us. Lawyers are far more professional than we are."
Therefore, Zhang Guodong and his wife sought legal consultation.
However, the lawyer's words caused them further distress.
The lawyer said, "The primary cause of this accident was Zhang Guo'er instigating trouble..."
"What! My daughter was beaten, and it's my daughter who instigated trouble? You're completely unprofessional!" Zhao Lan retorted angrily at the lawyer.
"Hey, say less. The lawyer is analyzing the case; don't interfere."
After Zhang Guodong's reprimand, Zhao Lan finally fell silent.
The lawyer continued, "Instigating trouble usually means the party that initiated the conflict bears all or most of the responsibility. Zhang Guo'er's responsibility is clearly significant, and from a legal standpoint, she is bound to suffer a disadvantage."
"Given her current Grade Two disability, my advice to you both is to try and seek the maximum possible compensation. After all, what has happened cannot be undone. The best option now is to strive for the greatest compensation."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Lan jumped up again.
"Why? Tang Xiaomin beat my daughter to this extent. She should not only pay compensation but also go to jail, for at least ten years!"
The lawyer said calmly, "We have encountered many cases like this. The usual outcomes are private settlements for compensation, or going to court where a judge will decide. The defendant might continue to sue, draining time and energy, and in the end, only receive compensation of around a hundred thousand yuan as stipulated by law. Another possibility is that even if the lawsuit is won, the defendant has no money to pay and can only drag it out."
"Ah, is that all?"
"Within the bounds of the law, it is indeed like this. Therefore, I advise you to settle privately and strive for the maximum compensation."
In the final analysis, Zhang Guo'er was the one who rushed into Class Thirteen to find Tang Xiaomin. So many people had seen it, making any denial impossible.
Zhang Guodong and his wife were suddenly dejected, their spirits lost.
No parent would be unaffected when their child was beaten so severely.
After weighing the pros and cons, Zhang Guodong made his decision.
"Since that's the case, let's do as the lawyer suggested and settle privately, striving for the maximum compensation."
"Husband, Guo'er was beaten so badly. Are we only going to get a little compensation? I really can't swallow this!"
"Then what do you suggest?" Zhang Guodong roared angrily.
"Your mouth is always flapping. It's because Guo'er was influenced by you that she blabbed about Tang Xiaomin being abandoned, leading to this disaster."
"Besides your mouth that never yields an inch and your endless, pointless arguments, what use are you!"