CHAPTER 827: CHAPTER 827: CAUSING TROUBLE

"What you said makes sense." Ariel looked at Xu Ke’s face, nodded seriously, though it was unclear what exactly convinced her, leaving Xu Ke feeling both amused and helpless.

"I’m hungry, I want to eat something." Ariel leaned on Xu Ke’s chest, directing him as if it were the most natural thing.

Xu Ke tapped Ariel’s nose, got up, set up a small table on the bed, and placed the prepared food on it.

While Xu Ke and Ariel were enjoying their time together, things were taking a downward turn for the Wei Family as if their previous good fortune had been exhausted. A series of unfortunate events began to occur.

The first incident involved Wei Lai’s mother’s brother.

"What’s wrong?" Wei Lai asked, looking at his wife standing at the study door with a troubled expression.

Though Wei Lai’s attitude towards outsiders was often arrogant, even to the point of rudeness, he was warm as a spring breeze towards his family. This was why Wei’s mother’s feelings for Wei Lai had remained unchanged for decades, and even after years of marriage, they interacted as if they were still in a passionate romance.

"My family has made some mistakes, and it’s a bit tricky. They’re saying they want to sue my brother. You know my parents only have him, a late child too. If something happens, I’m afraid my elderly parents can’t bear it." Wei’s mother spoke as she came to Wei Lai’s side, wrapping her arms around his neck, her voice tinged with concern and coyness.

"What did your brother do?" Wei Lai asked, placing his hand over his wife’s.

"He had a few drinks last night and hit someone with his car." Wei’s mother sighed.

"How badly were they hurt?" Wei Lai asked, his brow furrowing slightly.

Hearing her husband’s question, Wei’s mother knew he wouldn’t ignore it, so the dejection in her voice disappeared, replaced by a more upbeat tone, "The person wasn’t seriously injured, just a broken leg and two fractured ribs. Our family wasn’t trying to shirk responsibility; we thought we could settle it privately with compensation. But their family insists on taking legal action, which is so aggravating." Wei’s mother pouted, expressing her dissatisfaction.

Hearing this, Wei Lai’s tight brows gradually relaxed, and his expression became more relieved, "They’re indeed a bit too stubborn. Since no one was seriously hurt, why cling to your brother? Everyone is someone’s child—your own is fine, but you insist on making someone else’s child suffer in jail. Their hearts are too hard. Don’t worry about it; I’ll send someone to persuade them."

Though Wei Lai mentioned persuasion, both knew it was impossible to actually persuade them. It was more about using power to suppress them, making them accept money to settle the issue. Both thought this way of handling it was entirely fine, even feeling the other party was incredibly fortunate to receive such a large compensation. After all, the compensation was so generous—a sum they might not earn in half a lifetime—just for a few broken bones. Even without any permanent disability, they were getting money for free.

But neither considered that their side was originally at fault, and who would want to earn money by having their leg and ribs broken?

Wei Lai acted quickly, calling his subordinates to handle the issue shortly after their conversation.

The person who received Wei Lai’s orders went to the hospital as instructed, only to find the situation different from what he had imagined. Standing at the VIP ward door, he realized the injured person wasn’t from a poor or average family; their background was quite affluent. They didn’t lack money, or they wouldn’t have a private VIP ward.

But so what? The man adjusted his tie, thinking indifferently—they weren’t up against the Wei Family. The injured were merely well-off merchants, incapable of challenging the Wei Family. Once he brought up this name, surely they’d obey? With this thought, the man opened the unlocked door and walked in.

The family of the injured thought a doctor had entered, but when they turned, they saw a stranger in a suit and tie. Instantly, their expressions turned cold. Even without having met him before, they knew his purpose, so their faces filled with disgust.

"I don’t care who you are. We must take this to court. We don’t need money. Trying to settle with money, ha." A gorgeously dressed woman stood up from the bedside, inspecting the man with sharp eyes, speaking.

"Let me tell you, there’s no way we’re settling this with money. I disagree. We’re not short of money. My husband and I have just this one son, raised as our precious jewel. He’s not meant to be run over by you! Drinking and driving late at night? My child was lucky—had anything worse happened, I’d have fought tooth and nail." The woman’s voice grew angrier, her eyes practically spitting fire.

The man, scolded as soon as he walked in, didn’t look pleased.

"Do you know who I’m representing? You’re speaking to me like this." The man looked at the woman and others in the room with a haughty expression.

Seeing the man’s arrogant demeanor, everyone in the room frowned unconsciously. Noticing their reactions, the man assumed they feared him, growing even more pompous.

"Do you know who hit you?" It’s Wei Lai’s wife’s brother. Do you know who Wei Lai is? To be hit by his brother-in-law is your good fortune. If you’re sensible, you should take the money and keep your mouth shut, rather than thinking about lawsuits. Otherwise, you risk losing both life and money, and by then, not even crying will change anything." The man’s tone was condescending, as if granting them a favor, his gaze full of impatience.

"Here is a resolution agreement and a bank card; your compensation is all in it. Just sign the resolution agreement, take the card, and bury this matter in your hearts. Don’t take any unnecessary actions, or our family won’t let you go easily." He pulled out the resolution agreement from his briefcase and then a bank card from his pocket, handing them over.

But as he handed them over, he didn’t move an inch, expecting the woman to come and get them herself, appearing more like someone looking for trouble than someone seeking reconciliation.

The woman’s whole body trembled with anger at his attitude.

Infuriated by his shamelessness, she was left speechless, genuinely never having met someone like this before. Clearly, he was at fault, yet he managed to act as if her refusal to bow or accept their apology was so unbearably unappreciative.