My Rich Wife

Chapter 88

Chapter 88: The Power of the Yan Family

When he saw this scene, Shen Tian’s expression changed drastically!

This… What the h*ll was this situation? Why were the people from the Chuzhou region here?

“People inside, listen up. You are surrounded! Put down your weapons!” A loud shout came from outside!

Surrounded? Put down your weapons?

What did this mean?

Shen Tian was dumbfounded. Why did it seem like they were going to kidnap him?

At this moment, Yan Yongxiu looked at Shen Yun and said indifferently, “Shen Yun, didn’t you want evidence? I’ll give you one now.”

“You kidnapped a Jingdu merchant and threatened him. Your crime is unforgivable,” Yan Yongxiu said coldly.

The Shen family’s father and son instantly understood!

Since they couldn’t find evidence of Yan Ruoxue’s kidnapping, then they would create another crime of kidnapping!

No one would be able to clear themselves of the accusation!

“You… you’re falsely incriminating me!” Shen Tian said anxiously.

think they will believe me or you?”

he couldn’t think of

sigh of relief. It was better to be in prison than to

you for showing mercy, Mr. Yan…” Shen Yun knelt on the ground

Yongxiu called

head and

chance now,” Yan Yongxiu

as you admit to the kidnapping, I can spare your son,” Yan Yongxiu pointed at Shen Tian

this, Shen Yun hurriedly shook his head and said,

that, Shen Yun even hurriedly gave Shen Tian

but he even ran to Yan Yongxiu and said

Yun was stunned on

are you

quickly. I’m still young. I

Yan said that as long as you admit it, he’ll let me go. Admit it quickly! You’re

could barely believe that these words came

felt extremely regretful. He regretted indulging Shen Tian too

comes around,” Yan Yongxiu said

to look at Yan Yongxiu and said in anguish, “Mr. Yan, this matter… was done by me. It has nothing to

My father has already admitted it.

coldly and shook his head. “Kidnapping my daughter is an unforgivable

stood up and turned

you would let me go. You

ignored him and

lied to me!” Shen Tian was on the verge