Guo Xiao’ai’s abnormal behavior no longer needs any explanation from Zhang Yang.
The video continued playing, showing Guo Xiao’ai enthusiastically throwing herself over, leaving the bodyguard completely blameless.
Even if there was any fault, it was only because he sneakily drank a sip of water on the way upstairs.
But even if he hadn’t drunk it, facing a lustful Guo Xiao’ai and being proactively embraced, he probably wouldn’t act like a gentleman, remaining indifferent.
In the end, it was all the fault of that bottle of water, and the mastermind behind everything was Mrs. Guo.
Who could have imagined a biological mother would sacrifice her own daughter to deal with an outsider?
It’s a bit absurd, but to the Guo Family, such tactics seem somewhat similar to the style of the old man.
Thinking back to that initial moment when the old man suddenly intervened in this matter, it’s hard to ensure he wasn’t involved.
Zhang Yang had already turned off the video; everything was quite clear by the first step. As for the close-up shots later, Zhang Yang had saved them for enjoyment in some leisure time.
Many people still wanted to continue watching? But dream on.
After putting away his phone, Zhang Yang said to those hats, "Now, I demand justice from you. Is that too much to ask? What do you say?"
The hats exchanged glances, unsure of what to say, never having seen such complete evidence before, making the situation simply and clearly understood by everyone.
But it’s not feasible to arrest the whole Guo Family, even if being lenient, Mrs. Guo can’t escape, and Miss Guo, who was played by the bodyguard, needs to be taken back.
As for whether anyone else was involved, it remained unknown, needing interrogation to find out.
Over there, Guo Xiao’ai had already been restrained by the Guo Family, but her mental state seemed a bit off.
"Hahaha, this is truly amusing, never thought I’d be thrilled by a bodyguard."
"Do you want to dance too? Come on, everyone, let’s have fun together. There’s more water over there, and if there’s not, my mom has lots. Ask my mom for some."
Guo Xiao’ai’s mental state was worrying, clearly overstimulated, doing such shameless things in front of so many people. She wouldn’t dare face anyone afterward.
And every blatant word deeply provoked Mrs. Guo.
"No, it shouldn’t have been ; how did it turn out this way? It was Zhang Yang who should have been caught; Zhang Yang should have drunk that bottle of water."
Suddenly, Mrs. Guo turned her head to look in the direction of the old man.
The old man sat in the wheelchair, remaining calm, as if none of this had anything to do with him at all.
Mrs. Guo suddenly smiled, "Dad, it’s up to you now. If you still have any conscience, avenge your son and grandson. Don’t let me look down on you."
After saying those words, to everyone’s shock, Mrs. Guo suddenly ran to the window and leaped out.
This jump from Mrs. Guo immediately elicited a series of exclamations, with everyone becoming extremely anxious, frightening the hats, who hurriedly rushed to rescue her.
Only Zhang Yang seemed speechless with the world’s happenings, turning to Xu Mengyan and saying, "Isn’t this the second floor? What’s she trying to do? Break her own leg?"
"What a severe punishment, so impressive, should we have a moment of sympathy for her?"
Xu Mengyan chuckled, "Let’s go, let them clean up their own mess. I’ve retrieved everything I need, nothing to linger for."
Zhang Yang, equally pleased, noted Mrs. Guo also putting on an act for him, but who cared?
A group of fools, Zhang Yang mumbled, then prepared to leave with Xu Mengyan. But when passing by the old man, he suddenly spoke.
"Mr. Zhang Yang, can’t believe my granddaughter didn’t intrigue you at all; what a failure."
Hearing these words from the old man, Xu Mengyan’s expression shifted slightly.
Quickly stepping in, Xu Mengyan questioned, "So you really had something to do with this?"
The old man didn’t admit it, instead, he questioned back, "My son’s death was miserable enough."
"And my grandson ended up hospitalized because of you, with my daughter-in-law and granddaughter falling to this fate. Mr. Zhang Yang, what should I do?"
Listening to the old man’s words, Xu Mengyan suddenly had a bad feeling. What was the old man planning? Did he still want to go down with Zhang Yang?
Zhang Yang noticed this too but still responded with the harshest words in the politest tone.
"So, whatever you want to say, just say it. Whatever tricks you have, bring them on; I’ll take them head-on."
"Alright, I’ll say it directly. I don’t want anything else; I just want one of Mr. Zhang Yang’s hands, then we leave it at that."
The old man’s words were so ruthless, Zhang Yang couldn’t help but laugh.
"You think as an old man, you have the ability to demand my hand? Neither your son nor your grandson could do it; do you think I’d fear you?"
The old man chuckled, "Zhang Yang, do you think the Guo Family is a place you can come and go as you please?"
Then, the old man took out a remote control.
Seeing this, both Xu Mengyan and Zhang Yang showed a shift in expression. Well, this old guy is playing dirty, and unsurprisingly, this should be a bomb remote control. Could there really be a bomb in this room?
Zhang Yang straightforwardly asked, "What do you mean by this? What does this remote control control?"
The old man chuckled calmly, "What else could it control but the bomb in this house?"
"Did you think all I had were those small tricks? Honestly, I never counted on these two useless women to accomplish anything!"
"But I didn’t expect them to embarrass me this much. Zhang Yang, my sole purpose was just to lure you into this house."
At this moment, everyone in the room turned to this side; they had heard every word from the old man and Zhang Yang clearly, hats included. Find the newest release on novel fire.net
When the old man pulled out that remote control, everyone’s expression changed.
That was truly something extraordinary; even the hats couldn’t stay calm.
However, more people thought the old man was bluffing, considering there were so many people in this house, including their own and hats.
Even going down together, there’s no need to drag everyone along, right?
Zhang Yang thought so too, but he had some fear of the old man’s current demeanor.
This old man wasn’t just anyone.