Chapter 106: You're not even willing to apologize

When the Chen family saw he was still smiling, they became even more furious.

Wei Zhen even started shouting and cursing.

Wu An arrived at the gate; his older brother and sister-in-law and his father came out of the courtyard, and he asked, "Are you all right?"

Mei Yueqin shook her head.

Wu Yingwei snorted coldly, "You still worry us."

"How do you plan to handle this?"

"Do we really not need to intervene?"

"No." Wu An smiled, "Just handle it however it should be handled."

Mei Yueqin immediately became anxious: "How can that be okay?"

Wu Ping frowned tightly: "A An, is this the method you meant?"

Wu An nodded.

Wu Yingwei gave him a deep look and said, "According to you beating someone into the hospital, and they still haven't been discharged, this situation is very serious."

"The Chen family also conducted a disability assessment."

"This can't be settled with money alone; I'm afraid you'll have to go to jail."

Wu An said, "Dad, I understand what you're saying."

Wu Yingwei let out a long breath: "Good."

He didn't say anything more.

Although he felt heavy-hearted, he also felt relieved; Wu An really was different now—this period wasn't an act, he had truly grown up.

He had taken responsibility.

Mei Yueqin shook her head: "I disagree; this concerns a lifetime."

"If you go to jail, what will you do in the future?"

Going to jail is no small matter.

In the city, even finding a job is hard for someone who has been jailed, and they must endure others' strange looks, always being looked down upon.

What's more, in the countryside, where gossip spreads, even a tiny matter can be blown up countless times; having been jailed makes it hard to find a spouse, and even someone with flaws might be hard to find.

"Sister-in-law, stay calm." Wu An gave a light smile and said calmly, "If you go to jail, it'll be quite troublesome later."

"But I won't go to jail."

Wu Ping interjected, "Why?"

"Wait and see, wait and see." Wu An said; this couldn't be explained in a few words, with the Chen family members nearby eyeing him tigerishly, he couldn't make it too clear.

Wu Yingwei stared at Wu An with an inquisitive gaze, not understanding where his second son got such confidence.

Wu An violently beat Chen Long; the facts are clear, with both human and material evidence.

If the police were called, Wu An would have no room to make excuses.

Mei Yueqin and Wu Ping still wanted to say something; he took a puff of smoke, exhaled a cloud, and said, "Enough, say two less sentences."

"He now has an idea."

"Let's listen to him."

After saying that, he leaned against the nearby gate to smoke; taking a quick look, he seemed no different from the villagers watching the excitement—who would know this was Wu An's own father?

Lao Meng asked, "No longer caring?"

"Can't control it." Wu Yingwei finished one cigarette, lit another, and said, "He said he'll handle it however it should be handled; he's not afraid of going to jail."

"He looks fearless."

"Also don't know if he's just bluffing."

Lao Meng watched Wu Yingwei try to relight his cigarette several times without success, helped him relight it, thinking, "You old brat, you seem indifferent on the surface but are probably nervous inside," and said, "I think A An has something up his sleeve."

Mei Yueqin and Wu Ping also walked over.

The villagers seeing this situation also began to chatter.

"What does Old Wu mean?"

"You don't plan to manage Wu An anymore?"

"I think so; after all, Old Wu has already severed father-son ties with Wu An, so logically he shouldn't have to manage Wu An."

"But the Chen family probably won't let it go."

"Yeah, Wu An has improved his behavior lately, but for such a big matter he certainly can't settle it alone; in the end he'll still have to rely on the family."

"The Wu family's days were looking up, tsk tsk, and then this incident happened."

"Who let Wu An bring disaster upon himself?"

"……"

In the crowd, Mao Wang grinned from ear to ear; seeing the Chen family come to cause trouble, he immediately took a favorable spot to watch the excitement.

After seeing Wu An arrive, he also called Shen Fang: "Shen Fang, where are you? Come watch the excitement."

Shen Fang asked, "I'm at my grandmother's house; what excitement is there to watch?"

Mao Wang explained the situation.

Shen Fang froze.

Mao Wang gloated, "Since you're at your grandmother's house, it's fine if you don't come; I'll record a video and show it to you later so you can also be happy."

"What do I have to be happy about?" Shen Fang said in a bad tone, "I'm heading back now."

Just after hanging up, she received a message from Wu An.

She replied that she would rush back right away.

Wu An saw Shen Fang's reply and his face broke into a relieved smile.

This is a sure thing.

……

Wu An had no intention of wrangling; he came before Wei Zhen and said, "I originally wanted to look for you myself, but since you came to my door first, let's settle this."

Wei Zhen looked like a shrew, shouting, "You little bastard, no wonder you beat my son so badly, and you're still so tough at this point."

"You aren't even willing to lower your head and apologize!"

Wu An said, "Apologizing is out of the question; you come up with a solution."

"Are you going to call the police to arrest me?"

"Or do you want to settle this privately?"

Wei Zhen widened her eyes, not expecting Wu An to be so direct; after a moment she said, "Let me tell you, the injury assessment of my son is enough to send you to prison for life."

"So..."

Wu An asked, "So did you call the police?"

"'Of course not…' Wei Zhen answered instinctively, then realized and shouted angrily, 'Kid, let me tell you, don't provoke me!'"

"If I get angry and call the police, you're finished."

Wu An suddenly understood: "So you're not angry now?"

"…… Wei Zhen silently cursed how brave young people are these days, then said aloud, 'Elder mother can't be bothered with your nonsense; if we settle privately, adding medical expenses, lost wages, mental damages, etc., you need to pay…… fifty thousand!'"

Wu Anle laughed: "Only fifty thousand?"

Wei Zhen hastily corrected: "I… I just misspoke, it's eighty thousand!"

Wu An said, "Eighty thousand isn't much either."

"'Your son has been in the courtyard for almost a month, and I heard his condition worsened; is eighty thousand really enough?'"

Wei Zhen was left bewildered by him.

What does this kid mean?

Or is he complaining that the compensation is too little?

She asked doubtfully, "How about one hundred thousand?"

Wu An smiled and said, "To be frank, I've made some money recently."

"So the amount of compensation doesn't matter, but it needs to be justified and evidenced."

"I can't just pay you because you say so without proof."

Wei Zhen silently cursed him for showing off his wealth, took out the document bag from her hand, and said, "If you want justification and evidence, this is my son's second-level severe injury assessment."

Wu An's eyes lit up; this is a good thing, he said, "Bring it over so I can take a look."

Wei Zhen handed it over: "This is a copy."

"'Even if you tear it up, it's useless.'"

Wu An opened the document bag, took out the inside file, glanced at it briefly—there was even a seal on it—and said, "This is a good thing; I couldn't bear to tear it up."