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Chapter 217 Testing Human Nature

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A scream rang out; it came from Cheng's mother inside the car.

The reporters who had just caught up heard a scream followed by a muffled thud. When they looked closely, they saw He Suye being hit by a Santana and thrown to the ground.

He Miao, who was originally oblivious, took a few steps over and burst into tears when she saw this scene. She didn't react to anything, but when she saw her sister being hit by a car, tears welled up uncontrollably.

"Quick! Go check if anyone is injured!"

The journalists still have a conscience. Although some of them are still taking pictures, most of them are very worried that something might have really happened.

A group of people surrounded He Suye, which made Cheng's parents, who were in the car, unaware of He Suye's situation.

Inside the car, Mr. Cheng sat frozen in place, his foot firmly planted on the brake, afraid to let go.

The crowd in front of the car, and He Miao's cries coming through the car window, turned Cheng's father pale. After several seconds, he murmured, "She didn't even dodge... Does she have a death wish?"

Cheng's mother, standing beside her, was completely speechless. Apart from crying, she didn't know what to do.

It was Cheng's father who came to his senses first, opened the car door, and prepared to get out to check on He Suye's injuries.

However, as soon as he opened the car door, Cheng's mother reached out and grabbed his arm, as if she had made a huge decision, and said, "You think that what we're doing makes Yueyue's death worthwhile? I don't agree! This little girl can do this for that case, and we two adults have no face left! I don't care what you think, I can't go on like this! I'm going to tell everyone, I'm going to make everything clear!"

"I think you've gone mad!" Mr. Cheng growled in a low voice, "Think about our son, Junjun!"

Cheng's mother's voice went hoarse, and more tears flowed down her cheeks.

Mr. Cheng shook off his wife's hand and got out of the car. He staggered and finally reached the back of the crowd in front of the car.

A reporter grabbed him: "Did you hit that person?"

Mr. Cheng nodded, turning away from the reporter, and said, "Let me see her, let me see her..."

He Suye had been helped up by reporters; her forehead was bruised and purple from being hit by the front of the car.

This is the forehead; I don't know what other injuries I've sustained in other, unseen areas.

However, she seemed completely unconcerned about her injuries. The moment she saw Mr. Cheng, she pushed away the reporters who were supporting her, staggered to Mr. Cheng, and knelt down again.

"Uncle! Please!"

He Miao was still crying, amidst the chaotic cacophony of reporters.

Mr. Cheng felt like his head was about to explode.

"Please, Uncle! Even if it's not for my sister, please say something for Cheng Yue! You can't become the second murderer!"

The second murderer...

The murderer who extinguished the sisters' hopes, extinguished justice, and extinguished the truth...

Mr. Cheng's mind went blank; two little figures seemed to be locked in a battle within his head.

"Uncle, please!"

He Suye slammed his head heavily on the ground.

Countless flashes went off, and Cheng's father closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, something in them had changed.

"Get up." He reached out his hand to He Suye.

He Suye shook her head: "If you don't help us, I will never get up!"

Mr. Cheng sighed and said, "Get up. How can I help you if you don't get up?"

He Suye looked up in disbelief and asked, "W-what did you say?"

“You want the truth, don’t you? I’ll give you the truth.” Mr. Cheng reached out his hand to her again and asked, “Can you stand up now?”

"Thanks……"

Before He Suye could finish saying thank you, tears welled up in her eyes, and her long-suppressed emotions were finally released in that instant.

She knew that kneeling down to beg Cheng Yue's parents was a really stupid way to do it, but it was also the most direct and simplest way.

She's gambling.

Gambling on human nature.

She won.

He Suye pulled He Miao, who was crying incessantly beside her, and hugged her tightly, saying, "Miao Miao, your sister has finally helped you..."

He Suye spoke and laughed, but tears welled up in her eyes as she laughed.

Anger, frustration, excitement... all these emotions turned into tears.

As Cheng's mother stepped out of the car, tears welled up in her eyes again, but this time they were tears of relief.

They no longer have to live their lives with a guilty conscience...

Reporters, unaware of the situation, asked one after another, "What does this mean?"

"What help? Help with what?"

"What truth?"

Below the high steps of the courthouse.

Jiang Chuanfeng, feeling annoyed at being left behind by the reporters, complained, "These reporters are so stupid. Instead of interviewing me, the one who was wronged, they chased after that brat. She's just an ordinary person, what's so interesting about her? Does she have as much juicy material as me?"

Jiang Wanfeng walked over irritably and said, "You think you can take advantage of me? Do you even know what 'knowing when to stop' means?"

Jiang Chuanfeng snorted and said, "I've suffered so much during this time, what's wrong with venting today? Also, that He Suye, I will never let her get away with this!"

"Alright, alright, Yichuan said it's not the time to touch her yet. If necessary, we'll have to win her over. So, don't worry about that brat anymore. If you interfere with his plans, I won't care about you anymore!"

Jiang Chuanfeng shrugged nonchalantly: "I know, sister. I know that matters should be prioritized over your nephew."

"As long as you know."

"By the way, where's my dear nephew? I haven't seen him."

"I went to find He Suye. He said something's not right. You need to keep a low profile and keep a low profile lately! Hurry up and go out to wait for him."

Jiang Wanfeng had just finished speaking when she saw the reporters who had been chasing He Suye earlier heading this way again.

Jiang Chuanfeng, standing next to her, smiled smugly and said, "See? These guys still think I have something explosive to offer."

Jiang Wanfeng said unhappily, "What's with all this 'explosive' stuff? Is this the time to talk about that? Let's go!"

"No, let me talk to the reporter for a bit more!"

After Jiang Chuanfeng finished speaking, he went up to greet the reporters.

He was surrounded by reporters almost instantly, and their eyes seemed to sparkle as they looked at him, giving Jiang Chuanfeng a great sense of satisfaction.

As a renowned director, he deserves to enjoy the enthusiasm of reporters!

Although Jiang Chuanfeng is getting on in years, the Jiang family members are all outstanding in appearance, and he is certainly no less so.

He flashed what he thought was his most handsome smile at the camera, his eyes sparkling as he asked the reporters, "Do you have any questions for me?"

The reporters immediately launched into a barrage of questions, like a machine gun:

"Director Jiang, what method did you use to get Cheng Yue's parents to give false testimony for you?"

What was your motive for murder?

"After killing and burying bodies for so many years, aren't you afraid?"

"Was it the Mo family who helped you get Cheng Yue's parents to give false testimony, or the Jiang family?"

Did the Mo Group participate in this case?

Jiang Chuanfeng's smile froze on his face.

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