Fake daughters are wealthy

Chapter 1820 Master Lu: Jiang Xianrou has been at least 15 years old

If Qiao Nian's character was willing to give in for Jiang Xianrou, he would have given in long ago.

She has never made any concessions, and continues to suppress the He family, so how could she give in at the end?

Jiang Xianrou is a waste of moves!

His eyes suddenly turned hard, he stared at the burly man, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Go and tell our people, I want Jiang Xianrou to be sentenced harder, the heavier the better! If it wasn't for her trouble, I wouldn't have made it happen." In today's situation, since the He family is hopeless, don't think about it too!"

"I see."

After He Congming waited for him to leave, he took out his mobile phone, searched for contacts, found Ji Ziyin's number, and made a call.

His first phone call went unanswered.

He Congming made another call.

Finally, after the phone rang more than a dozen times, Ji Ziyin was finally willing to answer the phone: "What's the matter? I'm in the research institute, I'll go back and tell you."

"Miss Ji." He Congming called her, not intending to hang up the phone, leaning on the back of the chair, not so cautious without expectations, and said to her in a very hoarse voice: "The He family is over."

"..."

Ji Ziyin didn't react from the astonishment at the first moment, she paused for several seconds, then frowned, and said unhappily: "What are you talking about? How did the He family end?"

"After you returned to Independent Continent, the He family was raided several times and targeted by several forces. I contacted you, but I couldn't get in touch. Now it's hard to get over...Miss Ji, your house in Beijing I have to figure out a way to take back the batch of goods, and I have no choice."

After He Congming finished speaking, he didn't want to continue talking to Ji Ziyin.

As the court heard, the court knocked on the gavel and shouted: "Silence."

He took the phone away from his ear, hung up the call with Ji Ziyin expressionlessly, sat on his seat, and looked coldly at Jiang Xianrou who was standing in the center, with a piercing chill in his eyes.

The He family is over, so don't think about it for Jiang Xianrou!

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The court hearing was not as intense as imagined.

Qiao Nian watched the verbal battle between the lawyers of both sides on the stage. The lawyer Huang that Tang Wanru was looking for was not at all the opponent of the lawyer He Congming was looking for.

He was beaten with a few words and a few words, and he was powerless to fight back. It could be seen that he was just an embroidered pillow with no skills.

At first, Jiang Xianrou was able to stand calmly and straighten her back under the stage, but then she realized that something was wrong, her complexion became worse and worse, and gradually she began to lose her ability to stand, and looked back frequently to look for Tang Wanru's identity in the stands. direction.

It's a pity that at this point, Tang Wanru has nothing to do. Her face was pale and she was sweating profusely: "Didn't he tell me that it would be okay? What's going on, how could it be like this..."

On the stage.

Lawyers for both sides have finished speaking.

The lawyers hired by the He family laid out all kinds of legal provisions, the chain of evidence was very sufficient, and they didn't show any sympathy at all, and they couldn't even answer Tang Wanru's lawyers when they refuted it.

Although the lawyer Huang that Tang Wanru approached provided evidence to refute as much as possible, there were also some legal provisions for defense of innocence.

But compared with others, the things he brought out are like pediatrics, with no effect at all.

The judges in the court have begun to communicate with each other. It can be seen that they are on the plaintiff's side and are already discussing Jiang Xianrou's sentencing.

"Jiang Xianrou has been at least 15 years old."

In the corner of the last row, Ye Wangchuan's eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, and his demeanor is very lazy and noble, like a landscape painting, extraordinary.