Li Cui once again carefully counted the money, "Three thousand, no mistake."
"Write out the statement you prepared. If there's no problem, make several copies."
"Then we'll sign it, along with the witnesses."
"Old Jiang, I know you're unhappy. If possible, I'd rather see your son spend ten or twenty years in prison."
"By then, your grandson will have no future to speak of."
"Your Jiang Family is finished. Haven't you always looked down on people, leaning on your family's positions at the supply and marketing cooperative?"
"When that time comes, how do you think your relatives will view you?" Li Cui genuinely wanted the Jiang Family to have no way out.
"Is Liu Jia turning out like this not the Jiang Family's responsibility?" Li Cui stifled her frustration, "Hurry up and write. I don't want to see you all."
The Jiang Family was seriously shaken by the fury Li Cui unleashed and had completely given up on targeting Zhang Family.
