Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack-Chapter 632 - 612: A Family of Four Goes In 3

"Qianqian, Xiao Yu." Without a doubt, He Wenyu called the police and sought out Zhang Ye because he had a familiar contact—why bother with strangers?

Zhang Ye gasped for breath as he ran upstairs, despite having taken the elevator, it seemed as though he had run over after getting out of a car.

Seeing Luo Qianqian’s tear-streaked face, he immediately panicked, "What happened? Xiao Yu, what happened?"

He Wenyu glanced at Luo Qianqian, who was helplessly pretending to be a lady, and pulled him aside to explain the situation.

After hearing the story, Zhang Ye was speechless, staring at Lin Jiayou, "Even if he’s a suspect, he still needs treatment first. Otherwise, who would be responsible if something happened?"

Lin Jiayou looked disdainfully at the woman on the floor, "She’s got plenty of meat on her; she won’t die that easily."

"Hey, does that mean fat people aren’t easy to kill?" Zhang Ye patted him on the shoulder, "Alright, help me lift her up, let’s get her checked and then take her to the station." He was supposed to be resting, but who knew he would be blasted awake by He Wenyu just after he had fallen asleep.

Luo Qianqian pouted, as if to say that fat people had a much higher incidence of various diseases than normal, like hypertension, high cholesterol... oh right, and diabetes.

Seeing many elders in the hospital room, Zhang Ye just gave Luo Qianqian a look and didn’t say much.

Luo Qianqian watched people leave, then returned to her room and heard An Zilan saying, "Was that Zhang Ye? Why didn’t you invite him to sit?... Never mind, this isn’t the right occasion." An Zilan meant that at such a joyful event, asking someone over without bringing something might make them feel awkward.

Luo Qianqian pouted and pointed to a pile of gift bags on the table, "Mom, who do you think brought these?"

An Zilan looked where Luo Qianqian was pointing, her eyes widened—Luo Qianqian hadn’t even realized it herself.

"You child, why did you accept so many things from others? Hurry up..." Then she awkwardly looked at Lin Xu, suddenly remembering that it wasn’t Luo Qianqian but Lin Xu who had been taking care of her all this time.

"Mom, that’s Grandpa Zhang and Grandma Zhang’s kindness, just accept it, Qianqian will remember it," Luo Qianqian obediently said, then watched as An Zihua, who had gone to fetch the doctor, came over carrying Little Bun, leaving Luo Qianqian out of what followed. She comforted Li Menglin who was feeling sulky about not being able to follow them.

"Linlin, be good, will sister give you all her candy?" Luo Qianqian finally soothed Li Menglin by pulling out some xylitol from her bag.

After greeting the elders, she quietly waited downstairs with He Wenyu, eager and ready to stretch her limbs, "Damn, why do I feel like moving around a bit now? Why not use that family as a human punching bag?"

"You might as well forget it. It’ll just end with you crying in pain," He Wenyu pouted, "Anyway, your senior brother is super handsome, huh, he kicked him flying..."

"Of course, who do you think his sister is?" Luo Qianqian said proudly, her face then turning slightly awkward, "If mom goes home today, how will I explain why I’m not coming home tonight?"

"I’ve already talked to your mom, don’t worry." Jimo Cheng walked over to them, smiling gently at Luo Qianqian, "You know? I really envy having a sister like you, but let’s not do this again next time, it hurts me to see this."

Luo Qianqian’s face turned red, and just as she was about to respond, she heard He Wenyu teasing from the side.

"Yo, could you two stop flaunting your affection here? It’s like you’re singling me out as the only single one," He Wenyu pouted, "By the way, Qianqian’s senior brother, what style was that kick of yours?"

"Karate." Jimo Cheng smiled at He Wenyu, but his smile was slightly more distant than the one he gave Luo Qianqian, "It’s good for a girl to practice some self-defense."

Luo Qianqian pouted, "My godfather is a Taekwondo coach, okay?"

Jimo Cheng was taken aback, then remembered. It was just as well; after all, he hadn’t been very concerned about other people’s information.

"Give me a break, I did nothing but run... Ah, Zhang Ye." He Wenyu shook his head. Since he had started high school, he had been overwhelmed by nine subjects and had no time to think about exercise or self-defense.

Seeing Zhang Ye and Lin Jiayou coming out with a fat woman, Luo Qianqian snorted coldly and stared fiercely at the fat woman.

In Zhang Ye’s other hand was a fruit knife that He Wenyu had carefully put away, carefully packed into a transparent bag. He looked helpless as he saw the three people, "I don’t have that much space in my car, you guys..."

"I have a car." Jimo Cheng chuckled lightly, "I’ll take them with us."

"...Are you of age?" Zhang Ye’s mouth twitched uncontrollably, looking very stern.

Luo Qianqian waved her hands, "Don’t worry, my senior brother is a law-abiding citizen, he has a driver’s license."

Zhang Ye looked at Jimo Cheng, saw him nodding, and then relaxed. He couldn’t forget the shock from last night when his grandfather had called him, talking about how Qianqian had a young fiancé bringing surprises.

It seemed like Qianqian was doing pretty well in Capital City as well. This little fiancé, unassuming as he looked, seemed to carry an aura around him, his manners noble and elegant — and of course, the strength to kick someone flying and leave only a bruise.

Once in the car, looking at the car ahead, Luo Qianqian frowned slightly and turned to Jimo Cheng, "Senior brother, about this attempted murder... If one argues it was just holding a knife for cutting fruits, could one be found not guilty?"

"No," Jimo Cheng’s voice was very calm, "It will turn out as you wish, and if not, it will become what you wish." The only difficulty was probably that old gentleman.

Although there were witnesses, there was no video or audio evidence, and they had never touched the weapon. With the younger son’s family now incarcerated, it was inevitable that they would make life difficult for Lin Xu and An Zilan’s family along with their little grandson.

And that child, he had never met him, didn’t know what kind of person he was.

"Lin Jiabao, his family has been arrested. What’s going to happen to him?" Luo Qianqian looked troubled, glancing at the time, "There’s still some time until school starts. What are they thinking?"

"Heh, do you even need to ask?" He Wenyu sneered, clenching his fists tightly, "They don’t need to think at all, believing the whole world owes them. They made a fuss over the betrothal gifts at grandma’s wedding back then, now they dare make trouble during grandma’s confinement."

Remembering that slap back then, Luo Qianqian’s face turned green. She had seen annoying people, but never anyone this outrageous, "It’s almost on par with your grandma’s family."

At those words, He Wenyu furrowed his brow tightly, "Don’t talk to me about them. Just thinking about it makes me angry, makes me want to hit someone."

"Right? It’s infuriating." Luo Qianqian was visibly annoyed, puffing up her face.

"Poke." Jimo Cheng reached out and poked Luo Qianqian’s puffed face, "Like a pufferfish. Shall I take you guys to eat pufferfish later?" Jimo Cheng knew it had been a long while since Luo Qianqian and He Wenyu had seen each other, and obviously they wouldn’t want to part for even a moment. He didn’t mind bringing along an extra person, "You can invite your boyfriend."

He Wenyu’s face turned red, "How did you know?"