Chapter 119: She Wants My Daughter‑in‑law's Life!

The commotion here has already drawn the attention of pedestrians at the alley entrance, and people have gathered around.

"What's going on?"

"What's wrong with that man's back?"

"Who is that woman? What is she holding?"

Soon, the nearby community police officer also rushed over after hearing the news.

Seeing the scene—especially the pungent smell from the shattered bottles on the ground and Jiang Ran's obvious back burns—he immediately realized the seriousness of the situation.

"Comrade, what's happening?"

Jiang Ran pointed at Lin Wei, curled up on the ground with a pallid face after his elbow strike, his voice cold and trembling: "She, Lin Wei, deliberately used corrosive liquid to attack my pregnant wife! Both the perpetrator and the evidence are present!"

The evidence is all there; Lin Wei doesn't even have the strength to protest, only staring at Su Ruan with eyes full of resentment and despair.

She was taken away directly by public security officers, and the law's severe punishment awaits her.

This time it is no longer a simple dispute but an alleged intentional injury, especially against a pregnant woman, with extremely heinous circumstances.

Jiang Ran and Su Ruan were also summoned to the police station to cooperate with the investigation and undergo a medical examination.

Jiang Ran's back burns were treated without serious injury, but the psychological impact of the incident is enormous.

The Jiang Family, upon learning the news, was both shocked and angry.

Jiang Jianguo immediately leveraged his connections, demanding severe punishment.

Li Huijuan clutched Su Ruan, trembling with fear and shedding tears. Jiang Nainai, furious, kept chanting Buddhist prayers, repeatedly saying, "May the Buddha protect us, may the Buddha protect us…"

The Jiang Family.

Su Ruan was frightened; although the physical exam showed no serious issues, she was mentally exhausted and was promptly ordered by Jiang Ran to stay in bed.

Jiang Ran applied medicine to his own back burn, feeling a burning pain, but that pain was nothing compared to the palpitations he felt when recalling that scene in the alley.

He sat on the living‑room sofa, his complexion so gloomy it seemed to drip water, his fists clenched unconsciously, the veins on the back of his hands bulging.

As soon as he closed his eyes, Lin Wei's wildly twisted face and the acrid smell of the liquid flooded his mind.

Almost, just almost… he didn't dare to think further.

Li Huijuan sat nearby, continuously wiping her tears, feeling both lingering fear and anger.

"How could she be so vicious… RuanRuan is still carrying a child! How could she possibly do this! If Ranran hadn't reacted quickly…"

She choked and couldn't continue speaking.

Jiang Jianguo sat in the head seat, his brows tightly knit, silently smoking.

The usual steady image of the Factory Director was now replaced by a cold hardness belonging to a father.

He usually minded propriety and refused to use his authority to oppress, but this time the offender had struck a father's line, the most untouchable boundary of a family.

Jiang Nainai, supported by Jiang Jiaojiao, sat in a rattan chair, twirling Buddhist Beads in her hand, her lips trembling slightly as she murmured, "May the Buddha protect us, may the Buddha protect us… that was a close shave…"

She looked at the conspicuous bandage on her grandson's back and gasped with pain.

Yan Shen was also present; having received the news, he rushed over and now silently patted Jiang Jiaojiao's back to soothe her.

Jiang Jiaojiao trembled with fury, gritting her teeth: "Lin Wei is a lunatic! She must be made to sit through the entire prison!"

In that heavy atmosphere, a hurried yet hesitant knock came from the courtyard gate, breaking the room's dead silence.

Jiang Ran snapped his head up, his gaze sharp.

Jiang Jianguo stubbed out his cigarette and said in a deep voice, "Jiaojiao, go open the door."

Jiang Jiaojiao inhaled deeply, walked to the courtyard entrance, and flung the door open.

Standing outside were Lin Wei's parents.

In just half a day, this once respectable middle‑aged couple seemed to have aged ten years.

Lin's father had disheveled hair, sunken eye sockets, his once‑meticulously kept suit now wrinkled, his face full of panic and exhaustion.

Lin's mother's eyes were swollen and red, her complexion pallid, her body slightly stooped, and she could only stand steady with Lin's father's support.

"Jiang... Factory Director Jiang, Li Doctor, Ranran, Jiaojiao..." Lin's father's voice was hoarse and dry, laden with unspeakable difficulty, "We... we heard... Xiaowei... she did something... improper..."

Before he could finish, Lin's mother let out a thud and knelt directly on the stone steps of the Jiang Family courtyard gate! This shocked everyone.

"Sister Huijuan! Brother Jianguo! Please! Please raise your hands and spare Xiaowei this time!"

Lin's mother's cries were harrowing and desperate, the collapse of a mother at a dead end.

"She was momentarily confused! She was possessed!"

"Please, for the years we've known each other, for the sake of my old face, grant her a way to live!"

"If she goes to prison, her whole life will be ruined!"

She cried and shouted, about to kowtow.

Li Huijuan, though angry, felt uneasy seeing a peer act so self‑destructively; she instinctively tried to step forward to help, but Jiang Jianguo stopped her with a glance.

Jiang Jianguo stood up, walked to the doorway, his posture tall, exuding unquestionable authority.

He did not look at the kneeling Lin mother, but fixed his heavy gaze on Lin's father.

"Lin Gong," he used the factory's address, his tone cold and distant, "First get your spouse up. Our Jiang Family cannot accept such a grand gesture."

Lin's father's face flushed bright red, both ashamed and embarrassed, and he hurriedly pulled his wife hard: "Get up! Don't embarrass yourself here!"

Lin's mother, however, clung to the last straw, refusing to rise, crying to the point of near fainting.

Jiang Ran abruptly rose from the sofa and walked a few steps to the doorway.

His youthful vigor and uncontainable anger made him point at Lin's mother, his voice trembling slightly from forced restraint.

"Spare her? Give her a way to live? Then who will give my daughter‑in‑law and my unborn child a way to live?!"

His eyes were blood‑red, like an enraged cub, "Your daughter brandished corrosive liquid, hid in the shadows and ambushed; she wants my daughter‑in‑law's life! She wants to kill my child!"

"Do you know what that thing is? Huh?! Do you know what happens when that substance is splashed on a person?!"

The more he spoke, the more agitated he became, the wound on his back seeming to scorch his reason: "If I hadn't happened to be nearby, if I hadn't reacted quickly, the one now lying in the hospital would be my daughter‑in‑law! It would be a double death!"

"Did your daughter ever think of showing mercy back then? Did she ever think of giving us a way out?!"

Jiang Ran's roar struck the Lin Family parents' hearts like a heavy hammer.

Father Lin swayed his body, his complexion turning even more sallow.

Mother Lin's cries abruptly stopped, as if her throat had been clamped, leaving only desperate sobs.

Before they arrived, they only knew that Lin Wei had injured someone, without knowing the details; now, hearing words like "corrosive potion," "one corpse, two lives," they truly realize the horror and unforgivable nature of their daughter's actions.

"We will pay! We are willing to compensate!"

Father Lin, as if clutching the last floating log, hurried forward a step, pulled a thick envelope from his briefcase, and judging by its heft, the money inside was far from a small amount.

"Factory Director Jiang, Ranran, this is a small token from our family, to soothe RuanRuan, to restore her health."

"We will cover all medical expenses, nutrition costs, and mental loss fees; the Lin Family will even go bankrupt to compensate!"

"All we ask… all we ask is that you can issue a letter of understanding…"

Jiang Ran's rage value skyrockets!