39: When did I say I was dropping the charges?

Bang bang!

As soon as she finished speaking, the reception room doors opened left and right, and six burly men walked in with heavy steps.

These six men were bodyguards hired by Qian Tingyi.

After Lan Zijun laid her cards on the table, Qian Tingyi subtly instructed his wife, Xu Lan, to have the bodyguards stand by.

He had initially hoped to resolve the issue through "negotiation."

But unexpectedly, Lan Zijun was unyielding, and the negotiation reached a stalemate.

Qian Tingyi was the sole heir for five generations, and Qian Boda was also the sole heir.

Having a son late in life, he cherished him so much that he was afraid of him melting in his mouth or dropping him if he held him.

The vast family fortune was solely for Qian Boda to inherit.

Their son was everything to the couple.

For their son, they were willing to fight to the death.

At this moment, Lan Zijun was clearly not going to compromise.

Since that was the case, Qian Tingyi decided to go all out and have the bodyguards detain Lan Zijun.

If she was willing to compromise and reduce the accusations against Qian Boda, he would release Lan Zijun.

If not, then he was sorry.

They only had this one child, and letting him go to jail would mean a fight to the death with Lan Zijun.

Swish—

Six bodyguards.

Three on the left, three on the right, surrounded Lan Zijun.

They held their breath, puffed out their strong chests, and wore fierce expressions.

Being surrounded by men did not make Lan Zijun feel scared.

She still sat elegantly on the sofa, her posture completely unchanged.

Without needing to say anything, Qian Tingyi's intentions were clear from the action of having the bodyguards surround Lan Zijun.

"You are a smart person, Lan Zijun."

Qian Tingyi was confident of victory, his tone no longer the gentle one of a 'senior' from before, his voice having turned colder.

"Now arrange for people to withdraw the multiple accusations against my son, and you still have a glimmer of hope, otherwise..."

There was no need to finish the sentence, everyone understood what he meant.

For their son, the Qian couple could fight to the death!

Even if the person sitting opposite them was the 'young master' of Lans Group, which was half the wealth of Luojing, what did it matter?!

Trapped in the encirclement, Lan Zijun was not flustered, not chaotic, and did not speak.

She lowered her head.

Looking past her slender chin, her gaze followed downwards, and she could see her delicate jade hands tapping on her phone.

"Hmph!"

Qian Tingyi's lips moved, and he felt a bit like laughing:

"It's a bit late to call for help now, isn't it? Even if you call the Police Officer, I'm not afraid!"

"If you make my son's life difficult, I'll make your life difficult!"

The dagger was revealed at the end of the map!

The Qian couple, to save their son, had gone all out.

But they did not receive a response from Lan Zijun.

Instead, they heard a loud sound of the door being broken.

Boom—

Boom—

What's going on?!

Qian Tingyi and the bodyguards all turned their heads.

In the center of the perfectly fine carved golden nanmu door, a large hole had been smashed.

The next second.

Demolition tools were inserted through the large hole and spread outwards.

Bang!

The carved door was pushed down, and a group of burly men in black uniforms rushed in.

Leading them was the boss of 'Shen Ji' Security Company, Jiang Zhehao.

He led more than twenty people in, forming a counter-encirclement and trapping Qian Tingyi and the others!

Lan Zijun was not surprised by everything happening before her eyes.

Before coming to the Qian family's house, Lan Zijun had anticipated that the Qian couple might resort to desperate measures and that she might be in danger.

Therefore, she had contacted Jiang Zhehao in advance and had him bring people to ambush outside the villa.

Just now, Lan Zijun had sent them a message, which was why they broke down the door and came to Lan Zijun's aid.

Xu Lan saw these strangers who had broken into her house and immediately screamed.

"Who are you, and what do you want to do!"

"Are these your trump cards?"

Qian Tingyi looked at Jiang Zhehao and the others, finally understanding why Lan Zijun had remained so calm earlier.

"Trump cards? I suppose so."

Lan Zijun's ambiguous answer made Qian Tingyi take a deep breath.

"How did you get in, and where are my bodyguards outside?"

"Well, they're all lying on the ground."

Jiang Zhehao replied with a smile.

"Mr. Qian is very rich, but his taste in choosing bodyguards is not very good."

"It seems so."

Qian Tingyi sighed. The situation was now clear; the Qian couple's power was gone.

Their last bargaining chip had also been 'won' by Lan Zijun, and there was nothing they could do to turn the tide.

"You're really something!"

Giving Lan Zijun a thumbs-up, Qian Tingyi's eyes were red from the surge of blood.

Too lazy to say more to him, Lan Zijun simply pointed to the documents on the table with a poker face.

Things had come to this point; there was no other way to 'save' his son.

Looking up at the ceiling and sighing, Qian Tingyi lowered his head and gave a bitter smile.

He really hadn't expected that after living for so many years, he would suffer such a huge setback from a young girl.

"Your father certainly raised a good daughter!"

Qian Tingyi said to Lan Zijun in a seemingly complimentary tone.

"Thank you."

Lan Zijun was too lazy to care about the real meaning of this sentence and accepted it entirely as a compliment.

The embarrassed and angry Qian Tingyi picked up the contract that he had previously thrown on the table. This time, he carefully read the various clauses in the contract.

He then found that the contract only stated the amount of money he needed to compensate for the funds Qian Boda had previously stolen from Lan Zijun's company.

And the shares of the Qian family in several collaborations between the two companies.

It could be said that the clauses regarding the various costs the Qian family needed to pay were clearly written, but there was no clause about Lan Zijun canceling the accusation against Qian Boda.

Noticing this, Qian Tingyi looked up at Lan Zijun.

"Why isn't there a clause in the contract about you canceling the accusation?"

"Uncle, are you sure you want to write something like this in the contract?"

Lan Zijun did not answer directly, speaking with a hint of meaning.

"This contract might be handed over to the Police Station for inspection at that time, after all, Qian Boda was arrested by the Police Officer when he attempted to silence me."

"If I want to withdraw some of the accusations against Qian Boda at that time, the Police Station will also need an explanation, right?"

Hearing this, Qian Tingyi also understood what the explanation Lan Zijun was talking about was.

Wasn't it the contract in his hand?

Lan Zijun continued.

"If the contract clearly states the withdrawal of all accusations against Qian Boda, then shouldn't I also write about his attempt to kill me? This is a criminal offense. Even if I don't pursue it, if someone with ulterior motives uses the confirmed content in this contract to prosecute your son who was finally released..."

"But..."

However, even though this transaction contract might be exposed, Qian Tingyi still wanted to fight for something.

And Lan Zijun waved her hand with some annoyance.

"You seem to have failed to recognize one thing: who holds the initiative now, isn't that right?"

In response to Lan Zijun's words, Jiang Zhehao and the other bodyguards stepped forward.

The deterrent force brought by more than twenty burly men in black suits made it difficult for the Qian couple to maintain their composure.

"...You better keep your promise, otherwise I will risk everything to make you regret it!"

Hearing this, Qian Tingyi could only leave a threatening remark that Lan Zijun didn't care about.

"You'd better hurry up, if you're any slower, what Qian Boda will suffer in the Police Station..."

"Old Qian!"

Xu Lan, who heard the news about her son, tightly grabbed Qian Tingyi's clothes.

Hearing his wife's voice and under the cold gaze of the many bodyguards, Qian Tingyi gritted his teeth and slowly got up.

Thump, thump—

He walked to the coffee table, picked up the pen, and the moment the tip of the pen touched the contract, Qian Tingyi stopped and stared at Lan Zijun.

"You will keep your promise, right?"

"Yes, of course, I will consider it carefully."

Seeing Lan Zijun nod, Qian Tingyi finally signed his name on the document.

Then, using the inkpad handed to him by Jiang Zhehao, he pressed his thumbprint and heavily stamped it on the document.

After doing these two steps, Qian Tingyi, who had lost all strength, slumped onto the sofa, breathing heavily, and looked at Lan Zijun with resentment.

"I've signed. When will you withdraw the accusations against my son?"

Lan Zijun did not rush to answer. She first looked at the document, confirmed that the signature Qian Tingyi had signed was his own and that there were no errors, then raised her head, her beautiful eyes blinking slightly, her eyelashes trembling.

She said a sentence that made Qian Tingyi's heart stop.

"When did I say I would withdraw the accusations against your son?"

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