Chapter 1036 - 514: What the Hell Is This Commotion
Chapter 1036 - 514: What the Hell Is This Commotion
Sang Kunrou’s case has actually been overturned.
This was beyond Yu Fusheng’s expectations.
He suddenly realized that he seemed to have fallen into a carefully woven net by the opposing side.
The investigation team released a notice, proving Li Qu wasn’t dead.
Zhao Lin’s mission failed.
Even more frightening to him is that there’s still no news from Hongyu.
He had sent Hongyu to act as the praying mantis, but maybe Hongyu was the mantis in another sparrow’s eyes?
Thinking of this, Yu Fusheng broke out in a cold sweat.
He looked up and glanced at Han Li, who was standing in a hidden place among the crowd.
Han Li shook his head gently, his expression grave.
Yu Fusheng’s heart sank to the bottom at once.
Shen You’an took in their eye exchanges and smiled slightly: "Years ago, Yu Guoning bribed Jing Han to backstab Sang Kunrou. For seventy years, Sang Kunrou and his descendants bore this disgrace. Fortunately, Heaven has eyes, and Sang Kunrou finally has a day to wash away his injustice; in the end, good and evil get their due. I believe those who commit misdeeds behind the scenes will eventually face retribution."
Shen You’an’s words were precious jewels, pounding heavily on the hearts of the guilty.
Lady Jing secretly thought it was terrible and wanted to leave immediately with Jing Zhan and Jing Huan before anyone noticed.
However, Yan Lu gave them no chance to leave, blocking Lady Jing.
"Lady Jing, where do you intend to go?"
Lady Jing awkwardly smiled: "I... there’s something at home, I must leave first."
Yan Lu’s playful gaze fell on Jing Zhan’s face: "The notice stated clearly that back then, Jing Han fabricated false evidence to frame Sang Kunrou. If I remember correctly, Jing Han is your great-grandfather, right? Framing a hero for treason, causing a hero to fall, and burdening them with seventy years of disgrace—such despicable acts are more shameful than being a traitor. Jing Zhan, as a descendant of a super traitor like Jing Han, how do you even have the face to stand here? If I were you, I’d have long since found a pillar to crash my head into."
Jing Zhan’s face turned livid with anger, yet opening his mouth, he didn’t know how to refute.
The notice was crystal clear; denying it would mean questioning the judicial authority, carrying an even heavier charge.
She could only grit her teeth and say: "My great-grandfather isn’t that kind of person; there must be some misunderstanding."
"Misunderstanding? Ha, what a tremendous joke! The Jing family are indeed traitors; Chief Xiang, I suggest we arrest them all for rigorous interrogation."
Earlier, whatever Jing Zhan called Shen You’an, Yan Lu returned in full.
Yan Lu enjoyed Jing Zhan’s face on the brink of tears from anger, hands on hips, feeling utterly satisfying and proud.
Xiang Chenyan was not likely to pay heed to Yan Lu—just young girls bickering, that’s all.
Sang Kunrou’s case overturns the responsibility mainly on Yu Guoning and Jing Han and accomplice Helian Hu, but these individuals have been dead for years, and the judiciary cannot prosecute deceased culprits. Thus, it affects the Yu family in terms of unfavorable public opinion, but Yu Fusheng won’t be held accountable for it, though it’s absolutely impossible for him to consider promotion thereafter.
The most advantageous position is Shen You’an. As Sang Kunrou’s descendant, she no longer needs to carry the stigma as Yu Fuli, Yu Yisen, Yu Fusheng did, she can restore her identity, openly honor her ancestors, and embrace her new identity in the sunlight.
However, Xiang Chenyan and Xiang Chenyu came today to arrest Yu Fusheng not because of Sang Kunrou’s case but due to Wei Zhuhua’s report.
The content Wei Zhuhua reported has nothing to do with Sang Kunrou’s case; it pertains to the evils Yu Fusheng secretly committed over the years. These crimes are sufficient to ensure he never sees the light of day again.
Xiang Chenyu pulled the trigger, "Yu Fusheng, can you come with us now?"
Yu Fusheng exchanged a glance with Han Li and spoke solemnly, "I’ll go with you."
"No."
Mei Qingdai was the first to step out and stop him: "Big brother, you can’t go with them—they’re in cahoots, going in would be disadvantageous for you."
Now, big brother was her only support in the Yu family; if he went in, what would happen to her and the child?
Yu Fusheng looked at the swaddled child: "Take good care of Ye’er; he is the future hope of the Yu family."
To the onlookers, they seemed like a couple.
Wei Zhuhua sneered, "Yu Fusheng, go with peace, the child will be cared for by me."
To Mei Qingdai, these words sounded more like a threat.
Her anger boiled over, she turned and shouted at Wei Zhuhua: "Shut your mouth, you madwoman! Ruining big brother and the Yu family, what good does it do you? How can there be such a venomous woman as you, who allies with outsiders against your own husband?"
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