Chapter 9 The fish will die, but the net won't break.

Mr. Gu took a deep breath, his courage growing, and his face beaming with undisguised joy. “This is what we deserve, there’s nothing we wouldn’t dare to accept.”

Sang Yuwan opened the marriage certificate, her heart filled with deep resentment, but her face remained calm.

"Besides this, do you have anything else? If so, the amount will be doubled."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Gu looked at Mrs. Gu, his chest heaving with excitement, "Is there more?"

Mother Gu shook her head in frustration, "Don't you know whether it's true or not?"

Sang Yuwan let out a cold laugh in her heart.

After Bo Xingzhi got into trouble, she sent Minglang to Gu Jingheng's residence to destroy all the evidence that could prove his improper relationship with Bo Xingzhi.

Unexpectedly, one thing was still missed.

She slightly raised her eyes and said in a cool voice, "Think it over carefully. Next time, I won't offer such a high price."

Mr. Gu was so anxious he felt like claws were sticking out of his throat, urging Mrs. Gu, "Think about it carefully..."

Gu's mother also wanted to seize this opportunity to "make" a good fortune.

Unfortunately, Gu Jingheng moved out four years ago, leaving only some old clothes and textbooks from his school days at home.

They didn't find the marriage certificate themselves; it was delivered by a courier.

The sender is unknown.

Mr. Gu asked urgently, "Do you remember?"

Gu's mother was sweating and her throat was tight. "You know perfectly well where this thing comes from..."

Sang Yuwan remained calm and listened to their conversation, understanding the situation perfectly.

His gaze darkened, and his smile vanished.

The next second.

The lighter was pointed at the marriage certificate.

With a gentle press of the fingertip, flames flared up, and wisps of blue smoke rose.

"When a person dies, it's like a lamp going out. Things are the same. Once they turn to ashes, they lose their meaning," Sang Yuwan said calmly.

Gu Jingheng's parents froze, and after a few seconds, they reacted. They hurriedly reached out to grab it.

Minglang, who was already standing behind them, kicked them twice in the back of the knees.

thump--

The two knelt on the ground.

When Gu's father fell to the ground, his forehead hit the edge of the tea table, causing a bloody gash.

He hurriedly covered his wound, his eyes widened, and he said in a panic, "You have to keep your promise to us."

Sang Yuwan tossed the nearly burnt-out marriage certificate into the ashtray and smiled slightly. "What did I promise you?"

Gu Jingheng's parents were stunned, their faces showing disbelief.

Gu's father gritted his teeth and got up from the ground, beads of blood dripping down his cheeks from his forehead. He raised his hand, his fingertips trembling violently, "You said you'd give us five hundred million..."

Sang Yuwan slowly stood up, her gaze sweeping lightly across his face. "Why should I give you 500 million? Although Gu Jingheng was an employee of 'Bo's Group,' he did not die in the line of duty."

Upon hearing this, Gu's mother also got up, gripping the edge of the tea table tightly with both hands, panting heavily, "How could you go back on your word? My Jingheng belongs to Master Bo..."

Sang Yuwan's smile vanished, her eyes instantly turning sharp as knives. "What is he to Master Bo?"

“He…he…” Gu’s mother shuddered, not daring to breathe.

Mr. Gu stiffened his neck. "If you dare to go back on your word, I'll expose this whole thing. Let's see what you do then!"

Sang Yuwan sneered, "Threatening me?"

Father Gu steeled his resolve, adopting a desperate stance, "As the wife of the Bo family, how can you go back on your word? You clearly promised us..."

"You know I'm the wife of the Bo family. Ha. What is Gu Jingheng anyway?"

Sang Yuwan's patience ran out, and she interrupted him coldly, her dark eyes burning with an inexplicable fire.

Mr. Gu's heart tightened, his eyes widened, and his lips trembled uncontrollably, "You..."

Sang Yuwan glared at him coldly. "Gu Jingheng died in a brothel, and there are witnesses. If you really want to expose this, I'd like to see who believes you." She paused for a moment, then added, "We'll see you in court then."

The last sentence is clearly a stern warning.

She will definitely sue them for "malicious defamation" if they spread rumors about Bo Xingzhi's questionable sexual orientation.

The legal department of the "Bo Group" is notoriously powerful. In recent years, they have never lost a case, big or small.

“Old man…” Mrs. Gu’s face turned pale as she grabbed Mr. Gu’s arm.

Gu's father slowly lowered his raised arm. Sang Yuwan's attitude infuriated him and caught him off guard. He swallowed hard and said, "At worst, we'll fight to the death."

Sang Yuwan smiled faintly, "The fish will die, but the net won't break."

Gu's mother looked at her with horrified eyes.

Mr. Gu was struck dumb, frozen in place.

Sang Yuwan lowered her eyes, picked up the teapot, and poured the tea into the ashtray.

The marriage certificate that brought her shame has turned into dust.

Once the dust settled, she walked away.

Only after Gu Jingheng's parents saw her walk away did they suddenly come to their senses and say urgently, "You...you can't just leave like this..."

Minglang returned, carrying a bank card and a document.

He placed the items in front of them, then tossed them a pen, his face full of disgust, and said, "Sign and take the money."

Gu Jingheng's parents' pupils dilated instantly, their hearts raced, as if they had been on a roller coaster, soaring from the bottom of the valley to the sky.

Mrs. Gu was so excited that she couldn't speak.

Without the slightest hesitation, Gu's father grabbed the pen and asked Minglang in a trembling voice, "Where should I sign?"

Minglang flipped to the last page of the document and pointed to it, "Here."

Mr. Gu's mouth was practically stretched to his ears as he quickly signed his name.

Minglang said to Gu's mother, "And you too."

"I want to sign too?" Gu's mother was taken aback.

Mr. Gu glared at her, handed her the pen, and urged, "Sign it quickly."

Gu's mother wrote her name in a crooked and messy hand.

Minglang put the documents away and said coldly, "You can leave now."

Mr. Gu held the bank card tightly in his hand with a broad smile, still somewhat incredulous, "Is there really 500 million in this card?"

With a clear, cold gaze, he said, "The lady is kind-hearted and, out of a sense of humanity, has given you 50,000 yuan as a token of her condolence."

"Fifty thousand?!" Gu Jingheng's parents were stunned, their mood instantly plummeting from its peak to its lowest point.

"Madam said that this matter ends here. If you cause any more trouble, you'll be heading to jail." Minglang snapped his fingers, and four servants dressed in mourning clothes entered.

"Old man, how could this happen?" Mother Gu trembled.

“You…you…you’ve gone too far…” Father Gu’s face was a mixture of red and white, and his chest heaved violently.

Minglang raised an eyebrow. "He doesn't even know his place before daring to provoke the head of the Bo family."

As soon as he finished speaking, four servants grabbed Gu Jingheng's parents' arms.

"You...you..." Father Gu was filled with hatred and anger, and almost fainted.

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Sang Yuwan stepped out of the teahouse, stood in the courtyard, and looked up at the night sky.

It was four in the morning, and the night had not yet faded.

A few sparse stars, embedded in the distant sky, shimmer with a cool and resolute light.

"Madam, go back and get some more sleep," Xiansi said softly as she walked to her side.

The night wind whipped up Sang Yuwan's clothes, her pretty face as cold and aloof as a star.

Two minutes later, she looked away and said softly, "I'm not going to sleep anymore, it'll be dawn soon."

Xiansi was worried about her and tried to persuade her, "It's not even four o'clock yet, you can still sleep for two more hours."

Sang Yuwan turned and walked towards the mourning hall.