She clicked on her screen and opened another photo. It was a photo of Han Qiu being tied up. It was dark all around. She asked He Cong to read it to herself in the morning: “Old lady, do you dare me?”
Old Madam Han was trembling, and her fingers pointing at Veronica were trembling: “Sure enough…You really kidnapped…”
“I don’t understand what you are talking about, old lady. Don’t talk nonsense about things without evidence, otherwise I can sue you for slander.” Veronica interrupted her softly, “You don’t want the Han family to make things worse.”
“I’m fighting with you!” Old Madam Han raised her cane and rushed towards Veronica.
Veronica raised his hand and grabbed her and cut her back to the front with little force, ensuring that the other party can’t break free, and that the other party can’t attack him: “Mrs. Han, are you sure you want to fight with me? You don’t stop. This grandson, what do you think will happen to them if you die?”
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