Song Ning smiled at Song Wang. "Brother! It's not that serious!"
She turned to Yu Shuilian. "Not bad, ma'am! You even knew to preserve evidence! Let me ask you something, though. Do you know what the police examine in cases like this? If you preserved the wrong evidence, it's useless!"
"Hmph!" Widow Yu smiled smugly. "Let me tell you, this case is airtight wherever I take it! I've got physical evidence and witnesses. Your uncle and aunt, and plenty of people from Zhang Yougen's household next door, can all testify!"
"Oh? What, did all those people come to watch you sleep with my brother?" Song Ning asked.
"You! How can a little girl like you be so shameless? Listen to the things you're saying..."
"You did it, but you're afraid of me talking about it?!"
Widow Yu seemed unwilling to argue any further and said bitterly:
"Anyway, your brother was drunk, and he pinned me to the bed and did that to me! Your uncle, aunt, and plenty of others came in and saw it! You don't get to decide what happens now!"
"Fine!"
Song Ning clapped her hands. "Go report it! Hurry up! My brother and I will wait right here! Please make it quick!"
"Brother! Are those steamed buns in that steamer over there? They look done! Pass me two! I'm hungry!"
Widow Yu stamped her foot. "You-you! If I really report this, your brother will get shot! And forget about going to university! You'll spend the rest of your life as a criminal's family member!"
"We'll accept it! If my brother really committed a crime, we'll accept the consequences! I won't go to university, either! In other words-my brother would rather be shot than marry you!"
Song Ning turned to hurry Song Wang along. "Brother! Come on!"