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Chapter 304 - Chapter 304 It seems that some people are bent on bringing

Chapter 304: It seems that some people are bent on bringing about their own destruction. Chapter 304: It seems that some people are bent on bringing about their own destruction. Huo Zhao got in the car and looked at Shi Lan, “Not going to do anything about it? What if…”

“Why bother with him? Even if you forcefully tie him to your side, he’ll still find a way to run away. Why should I make myself look foolish? He’s so concerned about his older brother, isn’t he? Without a bit of a beating, he won’t understand how much his own bones weigh.” Shi Lan replied while looking down at her phone.

“What if he gets used again…”

“Impossible.” Shi Lan had already planted a seed of doubt in the little bastard’s heart.

From his expression just now, Shi Lan knew she had shaken his beliefs that had been held for so long.

As long as he took it to heart, even a little bit, that seed of doubt would take root and sprout, flourishing into blooms called resentment.

What she needed to do now was to accelerate the sprouting of that seed. Thus, Shi Lan logged into Weibo and posted a message.

@An Lan: “The tree wants calm, but the wind will not cease. It seems some people are seeking their own destruction.”

Who was Shi Lan hinting at?

Netizens, like detectives, kicked off their own intense following of the drama.

Today’s episode featured An Yang threatening to jump off a building to coerce his sister in exchange for the peace of his cousin’s family, a backhanded tactic that made people want to throw him off the rooftop once and for all.

What do you need such a brother for?

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After Shi Lan left An Yang at the police station, he sat on the steps and thought a lot.

Instead of helping An Zijun, his actions today only caused his family to be criticized even more severely. Encouraging another’s younger brother to use such extreme methods to seek his own peace, how wicked is that?

An Yang had nowhere to go and could only call An Zijun because his other cousin wasn’t in Yancheng at the moment, and his relationship with his second brother was nowhere near as close as with his eldest.

However, An Zijun didn’t answer his call.

An Yang, not getting through, went straight to An Zijun’s house. This time An Zijun opened the door but didn’t let him in.

“You handle things and it ends up like this? Now netizens are even sending threatening letters to your sister-in-law, are you happy?”

“Big brother, I just followed the way you taught me but An Lan didn’t fall for it. I have nowhere to go now and I’m also in debt for six hundred thousand. I’m dodging creditors every day, I’m really suffering.”

“So what if you’re suffering?” An Zijun challenged him, “Our whole family has paid the price for you and your sister’s affairs, what else do you expect from me?”

“Can you give me some money so I can hide for a few days? Just a few days will do.”

An Zijun pushed him away from the doorway, saying, “No money, I don’t want to deal with you anymore, An Yang, haven’t you caused enough tragedy for me?”

“Big brother…”

“Get lost, I don’t have a brother like you.”

After that, An Zijun closed the door, not giving the little bastard another chance.

An Yang stood outside An Zijun’s door for half an hour, then he pressed the doorbell once again.

An Zijun, thinking he had left and expecting a delivery, opened the door to find him still there and scolded, “What are you still doing here?”

“Big brother, let me ask you something. The money I’ve invested with you over the years, has it all gone into your pocket?” An Yang stood in front of An Zijun’s door in abject misery, the very image of a begging pauper.

Even his questioning sounded timid, as if he were afraid of provoking the other person.

“What are you babbling about?” An Zijun shifted his gaze unnaturally and then burst into an angry tirade, “The channels for our investment are all well-documented. Do you think I would care about your measly sum of money?”

However, An Zijun’s reaction seemed to have already given An Yang his answer.

“When you lie, you can’t look people in the eye, and you use rage to cover up your panic.”

At that moment, An Zijun kicked An Yang in the body. “Get out of my house, and don’t come back. I don’t have your money. If you come once, I’ll kick you once. Otherwise, I will call the police to arrest you.”

Shi Lan had threatened to make him sign an IOU, also mentioning calling the police to catch him.

But she had let him go time and again.

Now An Zijun was again talking about catching him.

His malice was laid bare, a display of sheer ugliness.

This time, An Yang still didn’t leave, standing at An Zijun’s doorstep. Half an hour later, he saw An Zijun and Yunzhen heading out.

“You’re still here!” An Zijun pushed Yunzhen back into the house and said, “Wait for me a minute.”

Yunzhen was annoyed at the sight of him, naturally letting her husband handle it.

This time, An Zijun grabbed An Yang by the collar and dragged him to the corridor, throwing punches. “Get lost! Do you think you’ve only been deceived by me over these years? Your second brother’s tricks are far worse, far more vicious. Why don’t you go find him?”

“An Yang, I’m telling you, don’t come back here, I’m warning you!”

An Yang curled up next to a trash can, blood streaming from his nose.

Seeing him motionless, An Zijun finally regained his senses and left the corridor.

This time, the punk finally lost hope. Wiping the blood from his nose, he left An Zijun’s apartment complex. Dragging his exhausted body, he went back to his hovel, back to his basement home.

All these years, the dream of riches that he had cherished was finally shattered by the person he trusted most.

He curled up in bed and cried like a child, but no one had sympathy for him.

At that moment, only Shi Lan still cared whether he lived or died, for she had Huo Zhao keep following that punk. However, after tailing him for a full day and night, Huo Zhao didn’t see the punk leave the basement.

So, he called Shi Lan: “Miss, I guess the punk must have gotten the answer he wanted from An Zijun, and was hurt badly. He hasn’t left for a day and a night and I don’t know if he’s hungry. Should we continue to leave him be, or what?”

“We can’t leave him be now; it would become a tragedy. At this point, please ask the pool hall owner to lend a hand,” Shi Lan instructed Huo Zhao over the phone.

After hearing Shi Lan’s words, Huo Zhao drove to the pool hall and conveyed Shi Lan’s request to the owner.

After listening, the owner was also very righteous, saying, “If that kid can really turn over a new leaf, I’d be glad to see it happen. It’s time to stop causing trouble for others outside.”

Therefore, the owner, accompanied by others, brought a meal and headed straight for the punk’s basement.

It was damp and smelly down there; anyone who didn’t know better would think the punk was a homeless person.

The punk didn’t want to see anyone at the moment, and hearing that it was the pool hall owner knocking, he dared not open the door.

“You don’t need to be afraid, I’m not here to collect debts. I came to tell you a truth,” said the owner.

After speaking, he waited outside the door for a few minutes.

Thinking the kid was sly and wouldn’t let down his guard easily, the owner was about to leave when the shabby iron door opened.

An Yang stood at the doorway, battered and bruised, looking at the owner, “What truth do you want to tell me?”