Conquer him, make him cry, and the villain and I have a happy ending

Chapter 155 Chapter 155
"Then what should we do now?" It was impossible for He Jin to apologize, and even if he apologized, Xu Changge's dog might not withdraw the lawsuit.

He Jin refused to share the content of their chat, which made it difficult.

Lawyer Sun: "Then let Wan Ling come out and point out Xu Changge's intentions against her, and send Xu in."

Sang Xu was a little puzzled: "These two things are the same. Even if Xu Changge is sent in, my classmate's case is still there."

"Don't worry, as long as he can be sent in, there will naturally be a way to prove that he intentionally provoked your classmates."

"Oh."

On the other side, Wang Ergou is still doing He Jin's ideological work.

"Brother, what did Xu Gou tell you? If you don't tell me, how can we rescue you?"

He Jin pursed his lips tightly and remained silent.

"If you're like this, we really have no way to save you. The lawyer has already said, either get the other party's understanding, or prove that the other party is provoking. If you don't reveal a word, how can you prove that the other party is provoking?"

Wang Ergou was on the verge of crying, but He Jin remained expressionless, with his thin lips tightly pursed.

This is Xu Changge's brilliance, he understands He Jin, and He Jin can't say those words that angered He Jin.

"Why are you so stupid!" Wang Ergou blushed anxiously.

"You guys go back." He Jin finally spoke.

"How can you do this? Everyone is worried about you, but you tell me this?"

"Get out or not? If you don't get out, don't come to see me."

Wang Ergou: Brother Jin, the dog, you are ruthless!I go!
When Wang Ergou went out, Sang Xu and Lawyer Sun had almost discussed it, and they decided to start with Wan Ling.

The two split up, with Sang Xu doing Wan Ling's work, and Lawyer Sun going to pry Grandma Wan's mouth.

This is a dilapidated old house with one bedroom and one living room. It is an old house divided by Mrs. Wan's husband's unit. After the old man left, only Mrs. Wan was left to live alone. After the son threw his granddaughter over, this place became a grandparent The habitat of the two.

Sang Xu knocked on the door, Mrs. Wan saw her and wanted to close the door immediately, but was stopped by Sang Xu.

Mrs. Wan tried all her breastfeeding strength, but she couldn't push away the delicate little girl in front of her.

"What are you guys doing? Are you trying to break into a private house?"

"Grandma Wan, my classmate is in trouble. I'm here to ask for help, and I want to ask you something."

Hearing that He Jin had been imprisoned, Mrs. Wan was taken aback for a moment. After hesitating for a while, she finally gave in and let Sang Xu and Lawyer Sun enter the house.

Sang Xu didn't see Wan Ling, so he asked Mrs. Wan, "Grandma Wan, where is Xiao Ling?"

Mrs. Wan raised her chin reluctantly toward the bedroom door, "It's inside."

"Can I go and see her?" Sang Xu finished speaking, without waiting for her consent, he walked over and pushed the door open.

In the cramped bedroom, there were two beds, one big and one small.

At the end of the room, under the small wooden window, there is a dilapidated desk that I picked up from no one knows where.

Wan Ling was sitting at the desk, the dim light came in from the narrow window, casting a hazy shadow on her face.In the backlight, the girl's fine hair glowed with a layer of golden light, which looked like a thick and colorful oil painting by Van Gogh.

She stared blankly out of the window, with a sadness that didn't match her age on her immature face.When she heard someone coming in, she didn't even turn her head.

"Xiaoling, what are you looking at?" Sang Xu asked pretendingly relaxed.

Hearing Sang Xu's voice, the girl turned around, her expression was a little dull, her eyes were so dim that there was no gleam of brilliance.

She was stunned for a long time before she realized and called out "Sister Xiaoxu".

Then, full of self-blame, she said, "Sister Xiaoxu, you won't blame me, will you?"

After finishing speaking, she lowered her head and said to herself again: "I shouldn't ask such a question, you should blame me, you helped me like that, but I did."

It's just a six or seven-year-old child, and Sang Xu feels a little distressed that he needs to think about so many complicated issues.

She was six or seven years old, and she was still sitting in her father's arms and acting like a baby.

Or riding on Dad's shoulders, grabbing Dad's hair and wanting to pony up.
But Wan Ling's six or seven years old was so heavy——

Sang Xu sighed inwardly.

She knew that it would take a long time for Wan Ling to get out of her psychological shadow, and she needed the care and guidance of her relatives.

But can Grandma Wan's indifferent look really help Wan Ling out of the shadows?

Sang Xu took a deep breath and interrupted her to continue, "Sister understands Xiaoling and understands Xiaoling's difficulties, Xiaoling don't blame herself."

Then, she looked out the window.

There was a bare tree outside the window, and there were a few Mastiffs jumping around on the branches. She asked casually, "What was Xiaoling looking at just now?"

However, when Wan Ling opened her mouth, Sang Xu was stunned.

She said, "I'm looking at the little bird. My sister, you said that if a person dies, can he be reborn as a bird?"

Sang Xu's heart was greatly shocked. The six or seven-year-old child said "the person is dead" as soon as he uttered it. This really made her very unacceptable, okay?
She's just a child, why would Mao want to think about such an old man?
Sang Xu suppressed the turmoil in his heart, pretending to be relaxed and asked: "Does Xiaoling envy birds?"

"If I were a little bird, I wouldn't be a drag on grandma."

The answer turned out to be this!
Sang Xu could only say against his will: "Xiaoling is not a drag on grandma, every grandma loves her granddaughter very much, so you are not a drag, understand?"

"But my grandma always says that I'm a loser, that my dad forced her to do so. She can't even support herself, so how can she support me?"

Sang Xu was extremely depressed when a six or seven-year-old child uttered such heavy words.

The two fell silent. After a while, Wan Ling suddenly asked, "Why didn't big brother come with you?"

Sang Xu hesitated, but decided to tell her the truth.

Knowing that the big brother who saved her was locked up because she beat the bad guy, Wan Ling blinked her big eyes in a daze, and then said eagerly: "Sister Xiaoxu, we want to rescue him!"

Those eyes that were originally dead and silent were now ignited with flames, so fresh and moving.

She can't let her brother who saved her go to jail. Sister Xiaoxu said that her brother has excellent grades, can be admitted to a good university, and can have a good future. She can't let her brother ruin her future by saving her.

Seeing Wan Ling's anxious look, Sang Xu suddenly felt relieved. Compared with many children, this child has stronger vitality, and she is not a person who is easily defeated.

Sang Xu seemed to have seen her future, and held her hand with a smile: "Don't worry, sister is thinking of a way?"

Sang Xu briefly told her what Lawyer Sun said.

As soon as she heard that her elder brother could be rescued as long as she identified Xu Changge's crimes, Wan Ling immediately said, "Okay, when will we go?"

This side managed to get Wan Ling to come forward, but Sang Xu knew that with only Wan Ling, this would not work.

She patted her little hand: "No hurry, wait for Lawyer Sun to convince your grandma."

In the small living room, Lawyer Sun's work was not easy. After all, Mrs. Wan is a person who has experienced things. After all, she does not agree to let Wan Ling come forward to identify Xu Changge's crimes.

She said: "I denied it last time. If I say it now, I'm afraid there will be suspicion of false accusations."

Lawyer Sun hit the nail on the head: "Didn't you say that your granddaughter has sores on her buttocks? As long as you prove that she doesn't have sores, it's because I'm afraid of telling a lie, it's over?"

However, Mrs. Wan came up with another rhetoric.

(End of this chapter)