PFC Chapter 962: Surveillance Video as Evidence
Chapter 962: Surveillance Video as Evidence
"Yes."
The housekeeper responded and ran out, then quickly ran out.
Madam Xiang hugged Jiang Ke and comforted her granddaughter that everything was fine and that she had her grandfather's support.
Huo Yan and Zhuang Zhoucheng returned to the new building. Huo Yan felt a little regretful about his impulsiveness as he couldn't help himself.
Huo Yan felt that her temper was starting to get bad again. This shouldn't be her current state.
Zhuang Zhoucheng pushed his wife into the house, leaned over and whispered in her ear:
"Little guy, don't let your imagination run wild, okay?"
Huo Yan sighed, "I'm always like this..."
I couldn't control my temper, and it was like my blood was flowing back bit by bit, and I started to get restless again.
Zhuang Zhoucheng smiled indifferently, "Don't worry too much about it. Don't think too much about things that have nothing to do with us, okay?"
"Yeah." Huo Yan nodded.
Zhuang Zhoucheng came out after changing his clothes. Huo Yan asked, "Who is that boy?"
Zhuang Zhoucheng's face darkened. "We shouldn't bother with other people's affairs, huh?"
"...Okay." Huo Yan nodded reluctantly.
Zhuang Zhoucheng handed Huo Yan's clothes to her and said, "Go take a shower. It's all packed inside."
In the evening, Zhuang Zhoucheng would wash his daughter first, clean up the bathroom and let Huo Yan go. After she used the bathroom, Zhuang Zhoucheng would use it and clean up the room after he was done to prevent her from falling again when she walked in.
Huo Yan was holding the clothes, wondering who the boy was.
The little girl Jiang Ke is different from her sister. She is very sensible and well-behaved. How could she do such a ridiculous thing at home?
Huo Yan was afraid that the child would make friends with bad characters. Girls at this age are beautiful and fragile. She just wanted to remind Jiang Ke not to do anything rash.
But then think about yourself at that age, wasn’t you involved with Zhuang Zhoucheng?
So, what qualifications does she have to lecture others?
Are you taking yourself too seriously, so you start meddling in other people's affairs again?
Huo Yan patted his face and exhaled, okay, I won’t meddle in other people’s affairs anymore.
Huo Yan had just entered the bathroom when a servant came up and said that the old man was the one who wanted to see him.
Zhuang Zhoucheng didn't call Huo Yan, but went to the old house by himself. On the way, the housekeeper hesitated to speak, and only said one sentence after entering the house:
"Third Master, the old master means that Third Madam should come too."
Zhuang Zhoucheng didn't even look at him and went straight into the hall.
When Zhuang Zhoucheng walked in, he happened to bump into Zhuang Jinse who was coming down the stairs.
"Hey, what's going on tonight?"
"Is Jeffrey at home?" Zhuang Zhoucheng asked instead of answering.
"He hasn't been back for two or three days. He said he was racing with some team." Zhuang Jinse said indifferently.
She really doesn't care about her son's affairs. Children abroad can do anything when they grow up, including how to support themselves.
Besides, how many years had it been since Zhuang Jinse divorced her ex-husband? She didn't care whether he was dead or disabled.
If her son comes to her house, she will provide him with food and shelter.
But how could she correct the child? That was impossible, as she was not a housewife with nothing to do.
Why bother with what your son does? He is already so old, doesn’t he know how to think for himself?
Zhuang Jinse knew that racing was such a dangerous thing but didn't say a word. If life was fun, then go for it, as long as he thought it was worth it.
Zhuang Zhoucheng frowned, glanced at his sister, and said nothing more. The two of them walked straight into the hall.
Zhuang Zhoucheng felt that his sister was too unreliable, after all, he was her son.
Zhuang Zhoucheng didn't know what others would do, but he had to hold his own child with both hands and protect him personally so that the child could grow up healthy.
Things like racing cars are not something he allows his children to come into contact with or understand, let alone play with.
Zhuang Zhoucheng stood in the hall, Zhuang Jinse sat on one side, and Zhang Bin came down one step later and stood beside Zhuang Zhoucheng.
The old man frowned, glanced at Zhuang Jinse and his son-in-law, and said angrily:
"What are you guys doing here?"
Zhuang Jinse shrugged, "Dad, you said we were just here to have fun. How can we complain about there being too many people?"
How could people who were watching the excitement think that things were a big deal?
If it's none of your business, the bigger the better.
Zhuang Zhoucheng glanced at the crying old man and child, and understood what was going on. He looked at the old man and asked directly:
"Dad, just tell me what's going on. It's getting late and I have to go to work tomorrow."
The old man's face was gloomy and he asked:
"Why didn't Huo Yan come over? Is he afraid? You have the guts to hit my granddaughter, but you don't even have the courage to stand in front of me?"
Zhuang Zhoucheng glanced at Jiang Ke and asked, "Did the little one say that my wife beat her?"
"No, my aunt didn't hit me, Grandpa, forget it, it's okay, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have gone to the back garden. If I hadn't gone to the back garden, my aunt wouldn't have been angry if she hadn't seen me, Grandpa, it's all my fault, my aunt didn't hit me, and my uncle didn't hit me either, I was just talking nonsense, I was just talking nonsense, Grandpa..."
Jiang Ke cried and begged the old man, let go of her grandmother's hand and turned to her grandfather, hugged the old man's arm and cried very sadly.
The old man was so angry that he said immediately:
"Look at you, old man! Look at how scared you made this kid! She's still just a kid!"
"Still a child?"
Zhuang Zhoucheng glanced at Jiang Ke meaningfully, and spoke in a steady and unhurried voice:
"Although it's dark outside and the lights aren't bright enough, it's still possible to tell who it is from the footage captured by the surveillance camera. As for the sound, the environment is so quiet that it should be heard clearly."
Jiang Ke panicked instantly, his face turned pale, and he looked at Zhuang Zhoucheng in fear.
No one understood what Zhuang Zhoucheng meant by this, but since he said it, it must be targeted at something.
The old man glanced at his son, then immediately picked up his granddaughter and asked angrily:
"what happened?"
Madam Xiang quickly stepped forward to protect her granddaughter behind her:
"Master, can you be fair? Can the child's swollen face be fake?"
"Who hit him?" asked the old man.
Jiang Ke shook his head, "No one hit me, I did it myself..."
"I hit her. Ask this polite and sensible child in your eyes what disrespectful words she said to my Madam, the Third Zhuang, that earned her a slap. Remember this lesson!" Zhuang Zhoucheng said in a deep and angry voice.
Zhuang Jinse raised her eyes slightly and smiled:
"Oh, this little girl... Haha, I really can't tell. I still remember her sister cursing Third Master's wife. Who did she learn this curse skill from?"
The old man's face was gloomy and he didn't respond for a while.
No one knows a son better than his father. How could the old man in his family be the kind of person who would easily embarrass the younger generation?
"Butler, turn over the surveillance video. No one should speak before the surveillance video is turned over." The old man said in a deep voice.
"Okay!" Mrs. Xiang immediately agreed.
Jiang Ke was completely dumbfounded. When she heard what her grandmother said, her mind was instantly confused. What could be good about it?
She immediately rushed over to stop the housekeeper, then turned around and knelt in front of her grandfather and begged.