Zhan Mohan's gaze toward Wei Yumeng was fully captured by Jiang Siyu. Seeing this, she gave a bitter smile, "A'han, have you ever looked at me with such an expression?"
She had never seen such a look in Zhan Mohan's eyes directed at herself.
She tightly closed her eyes, "I've already been captured by you. Do as you please, I have nothing to say."
Now, she had no desire to escape anymore, because she knew Zhan Mohan would not allow her to get away, no matter where she ran, the outcome would be the same.
Zhan Mohan chuckled and asked, changing the subject, "Do you know how your crime was determined?"
Knowing he was referring to the kidnapping charge, Jiang Siyu turned her head away and said nothing.
Wei Yumeng was also curious. Without a credible witness to testify, it would have been difficult to convict her of this crime. The only credible witnesses at the time, besides herself, were Bai Jing.
As expected, Zhan Mohan's answer was close to what she had thought, "Bai Jing personally identified you and refused a reduced sentence. He will be with you in that place forever."
Although no one understood why Bai Jing would do such a thing, going so far as to take the blame for Jiang Siyu and then suddenly revealing the truth, it seemed unfathomable.
However, understanding or not was no longer important at this point; the outcome was already set.
Jiang Siyu heard the result with no ripples. To this day, she regretted none of her actions, even if the whole world called them wrong.
As if recalling something, she suddenly burst into laughter, tears welling up in her eyes, "You may think you are happy, but there is one thing you will never know, hahaha..."
Her laughter grew more and more hysterical. After she finished laughing, Zhan Mohan said, "Are you referring to you having my child swapped, sending my real son to the mountains, never to meet again, is that right?"
His ability to say these words made Jiang Siyu's face change drastically, "You... you knew?"
Zhan Mohan sneered, "The day the child was taken, I had already gotten him back. Your accomplice has also been apprehended. Do you think your plan could succeed?"
Jiang Siyu's expression froze. It turned out all her arrangements were in vain. She had never won against Wei Yumeng from beginning to end.
She lowered her head and said no more, having nothing left to say. The situation was set in stone. She no longer wished to see the two of them being affectionate in front of her.
"When do you plan to send me in?"
Now, she would rather be locked up herself.
With nothing more to say, Zhan Mohan took Wei Yumeng's hand, gave a few instructions at the door, and then left.
The birthday banquet downstairs was also nearing its end. As the host family, the Zhan family once again thanked the guests, and people began to leave one after another.
Only after everyone had left was Jiang Siyu brought down.
When she appeared with handcuffs on her wrists, the reporters who had not yet left spotted her and surrounded her.
Despite her dire situation, reporters, as discoverers of news, only cared about sensational headlines. They were indifferent to the price paid behind it.
The flashbulbs became exceptionally dazzling at night, blinding Jiang Siyu. Instinctively, she broke free from her restraints, stumbling and knocking aside the people at the perimeter, moving into the middle of the road.
A speeding truck was heading straight for her. She didn't dodge. This was what she had been waiting for. Rather than spending her life in prison, she would end her life now.
She was ready to die, but if life was so difficult, how could death be easy?
Just as she thought she was certain to die, staff members rushed forward, rolling with her on the ground, miraculously saving her from under the truck's wheels.
Jiang Siyu, having failed in her suicide attempt, lay on the ground and silently shed two lines of tears. "Zhan Mohan, you are truly heartless. You won't even let me die?"
She looked from afar at the two people at the hotel entrance. Zhan Mohan thoughtfully draped his coat over Wei Yumeng's shoulders, while she was destined to be worlds apart from Wei Yumeng.
As she was being taken into the police car, she finally resigned herself, "I want to say a few words to A'han."
When Zhan Mohan learned of this, he did not follow to hear what she had to say, but directly instructed, "I have nothing more to say to her, and I don't want to hear her words."
Jiang Siyu, who did not get to see him, gazed at him from a distance until the police car door was closed, blocking her view.
"A'han, do you hate me that much, that you won't even let me say a few last words?"
This was likely the last time she would ever see Zhan Mohan, but by his side, there was always that figure she did not want to see.
Sitting in the police car, her future was already predictable: she would not die, but she would not live well...
After watching the police car leave, Zhan Mohan and Wei Yumeng were once again surrounded by reporters. Reporters were born to dig up inside information, and the entanglement between these three people was an open secret in the circle. Whoever could uncover deeper information would surely become famous.
"Mr. Zhan, it is rumored that Miss Jiang has escaped. Did you send people to capture her?"
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"Mrs. Zhan, your feud with Miss Jiang cannot be considered mortal hatred. Seeing her current situation, would you consider helping her get a reduced sentence?"
They intended to ignore all the questions, but one reporter's question made Wei Yumeng want to respond.
"Firstly, her current predicament is what she deserves. What I can do is tell the truth and strive for fairness for myself. As for a reduced sentence, I hope this reporter understands that we have no right to interfere with the judiciary. We can only respect and abide by it."
The reporters were stunned by her words. She implied that the Zhan family was not exerting any pressure behind the scenes.
Even if it were a lie, if the speaker's attitude was firm, the listener would begin to doubt themselves.
They maintained this stance so that these reporters would not write exaggerated articles for sensationalism, causing unnecessary impact on Zhan Mohan and the company.
She did not wish to answer any other questions. Protected by the hotel security, they boarded a car, and once it started moving, they finally escaped the reporters.
Old Master Zhan had a kind expression. Wei Yumeng had indeed changed significantly. Previously, she always caused trouble for Mohan and the company, but now, her words began to protect the company's interests. He was very satisfied. If Wei Yumeng had known this earlier, his attitude would have been as kind as it was to Mu Linjing.
Fortunately, it was not too late.