A crazy beauty has an island, and a powerful figure from that era dotes on her.

That contemptuous and disdainful look was incredibly infuriating.

Jian Zhongliang, Jian Zhongkang, and Wang Xiujuan were all afraid that Old Yang would slap her, so they rushed over to protect her behind them.

Even the staff were prepared to stop Boss Yang from going berserk at any time.

To everyone's surprise, Old Master Yang was furious but didn't move an inch.

There wasn't even a subconscious forward leaning motion.

"It takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone. My grandpa will probably have to stay here until the New Year. I don't know if he'll ever be able to move his leg again. What if he can't move it anymore..."

Jian Qingyi clicked her tongue.

"And my dad's injury, it's a head injury. If it affects his intelligence and leads to a decline in his standard of living in the future..."

"We'll pay!" Old Yang squeezed out those three words through gritted teeth.

“Actually, there’s no need to force yourself. You three brothers should go and undergo reform. We’re all neighbors, so how could I not help take care of your wives, children, and elderly parents?” Jian Qingyi smiled gently, her voice sweet and soft.

But to Boss Yang's ears, it sounded extremely grating.

Especially the smile on her face...

Yang Laoda suddenly remembered that when Jian Qingyi swung a wine bottle at Yang Laosan's head last night, she laughed in the same way.

Just thinking about Yang Laosan's head full of blood...

His body trembled uncontrollably.

"We'll pay!" Old Yang's voice was no longer filled with the previous ferocity.

At this moment, he was truly starting to regret it.

Seeing that there was nothing more for them to do, the staff member was turning to leave.

A series of hurried footsteps stopped at the door of the ward.

After a moment, the door opened.

Zhou Hao, covered in sweat, appeared at the door of the ward.

"Director Zhou!" The staff member quickly saluted.

Zhou Hao nodded half-heartedly, which was his way of saying hello.

Seeing that Jian Qingyi was being protected by the Jian family, he quickly glanced at her to make sure she wasn't hurt anywhere, and immediately felt relieved.

"Yi Yi, I was out on business yesterday and wasn't at the office. I only heard today that Uncle Jian and the others were beaten up. Are they alright?" Zhou Hao raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

I also took a quick look around the wards.

I have a better understanding now.

"It's not very serious," Jian Qingyi smiled.

She had always found it strange that Jian Yiwei was just a nobody, so why would a police chief like him care about him?

Thinking of the phone number she threw in the trash, that political commissar must be...

Lu Yujing!

That makes sense.

"Sister Yiyi, about this..."

“It’s already been taken care of,” Jian Qingyi said directly.

"It's all taken care of?" Zhou Hao asked in disbelief.

On the way here, didn't the people below say that the Jian family didn't go to the police station?

How did it get resolved in the blink of an eye?

"Yi Yi, did that person threaten you?" This was the only possibility Zhou Hao could think of.

"I didn't..." Old Yang hurriedly denied.

If he only felt some regret before, now he is truly filled with deep remorse.

A few days ago, I heard from people in the compound that Jian Yiwei had made something of himself, and even Director Zhou of the Public Security Bureau had to give him some face, but he didn't believe it.

They thought it was just people in the courtyard making things up and spreading rumors.

did not expect……

"Was it you who injured Uncle Jian and the others?" Zhou Hao then noticed Boss Yang standing in the corner.

"Comrade, we made a mistake, and we've already admitted it and reached an agreement to settle this privately." Boss Yang swallowed nervously.

"Settle it privately?" Zhou Hao ignored Boss Yang and turned to look at Jian Qingyi, his eyes filled with a question.

“Yes!” Jian Qingyi nodded. “We’re all neighbors, so we should be forgiving!”

The staff members: "..."

If she hadn't asked them for that thousand yuan, they would definitely have believed her lies.

"He really didn't threaten you?" Zhou Hao was still somewhat skeptical.

Judging from Yang Laoda's fierce and menacing appearance, he was definitely not a good guy.

"Yi Yi, if anyone dares to threaten you, just tell me, and I'll take care of them for you," Zhou Hao quickly added before Jian Qingyi could speak.

"No, there's no threat. The Yang family members are all very easy to talk to." Jian Qingyi just wanted to get rid of them as soon as possible.

Zhou Hao then looked at the staff member next to him.

Only after receiving a positive reply did I finally feel completely relieved.

He greeted the Jian family with a smile before leading them away.

Old Yang didn't dare to be arrogant anymore, and within an hour, he delivered a thousand yuan.

On the way here, I also stopped by the supply and marketing cooperative and bought a lot of pastries, canned goods, and malted milk powder.

Mao Chunqiao was completely stunned.

I never imagined that I would be able to eat food bought by the Yang family in my lifetime.

"Sister Yiyi, here's a thousand yuan, please count it." Boss Yang presented a stack of ten-yuan notes with both hands, a smile plastered on his face.

There wasn't a trace of the arrogance he displayed yesterday when he assaulted someone.

Jian Qingyi didn't stand on ceremony at all, took the money, and counted it right in front of him.

Mao Chunqiao watched from the side, her eyes almost popping out of her head at the large denomination bill.

As soon as Yang left, she naturally reached out her hand.

Jian Qingyi dodged to the side, and she missed her target.

"You brat, you wouldn't be trying to pocket the money they gave us as compensation, would you?" Mao Chunqiao scolded angrily.

Jian Qingyi rolled her eyes at her.

"You brat..."

“If you keep cursing, believe me, I won’t give you a single penny.” Jian Qingyi glared at her.

"you dare!"

"Do you think I dare?!"

Mao Chunqiao remained silent.

Seeing that she had behaved herself, Jian Qingyi then began to count the money.

Wang Xiujuan received 300, Jian Zhongliang received 300, and the remaining 400 was given to Mao Chunqiao.

As soon as she got the money, Mao Chunqiao couldn't wait to lick her fingers and start counting it.

As soon as she finished counting, her face fell.

"You brat, your grandfather is so badly injured, and you only give us four hundred?"

"If you think it's not enough, go ask the Yang family for more! Why are you yelling at me?!" Jian Qingyi wouldn't tolerate her bad temper.

Mao Chunqiao can only bully honest people; when she encounters someone tough, she's more cowardly than anyone else.

"Jian Zhongliang, look at the thing you've raised!" Mao Chunqiao's favorite thing was to call for help.

"Mother, please calm down!" Jian Zhongliang sighed.

If she hadn't been talking nonsense, her whole family wouldn't have ended up in the hospital.

“When people get old, they become unpopular. I’d rather be dead…” Seeing that her son wasn’t standing up for her, she plopped down on the ground.

She's started using her old tricks again...

One cried, two made trouble, and three hung.

Jian Qingyi ignored her and took out several cans of food from the net bag that Yang Laoda had brought.

One tap, one twist; one tap, one twist...

One can per person.

The cans of food weren't big, and Jian Qingyi finished one in no time. Seeing that she was about to get another one, Mao Chunqiao, ignoring her crying, tantrums, and threats of suicide, jumped up from the ground and blocked Jian Qingyi's way.

"You brat, are you a reincarnated starving ghost? Isn't that big jar of yellow peaches enough for you?!" Afraid that Jian Qingyi would go to get it, she simply lay down on the net bag.