CHAPTER 102: CHAPTER 102: TELL ME, HOW DO YOU PLAN NOT TO LET MY WIFE OFF?

Han Xi’s cold gaze fell on Lu Jingwei’s hand gripping her own, her tone chilling: "Jing Han knows his limits."

Her implication was that she wouldn’t plead for Lu Jingchen and that Lu Jinghan wouldn’t actually cause any deaths.

Upon hearing these words, Ji Qing shouted at Han Xi, rushing towards her: "It’s all your fault, I’ll fight you!"

Lu Jinghan swiftly turned and took a few strides to stand in front of Han Xi, shielding her, his gaze icy as he looked at Ji Qing: "Try and touch her, I dare you."

Ji Qing, with reddened eyes, hurled insults at Han Xi like a common shrew: "Han Xi, it’s all because of you, I won’t let you off."

Lu Jinghan let out a cold laugh, leisurely wiping the blood from his hand with a napkin taken from the dining table: "Go ahead, tell me, how do you plan not to let my wife off the hook?"

Ji Qing gritted her teeth, her face tense: "Lu Jinghan, don’t think I’m afraid of you. My second uncle and I have refrained from doing anything to you only because your parents are gone, but don’t think our family is easy to bully."

Lu Jinghan’s sharp eyes narrowed slightly as he walked a couple of steps closer to Ji Qing, his deep voice carrying a bloodthirsty edge: "I’ll find out how my parents died and settle every score with you, one by one."

Ji Qing and Lu Qing An were both taken aback, not expecting Lu Jinghan to suspect his parents’ deaths.

"Y-you... what do you mean by that?" Ji Qing became visibly unsettled, panic mounting in her heart.

Though Lu Qing An had weathered many storms, and felt uneasy inside, he maintained an outward calm: "Jing Han, what do you mean by that? Didn’t brother and sister-in-law die in a car accident?"

Seeing Ji Qing’s stammer earlier had only reinforced Lu Jinghan’s suspicions. His angry face carried a faint smile: "Second Uncle, shouldn’t you know better than me?"

Lu Qing An’s face stiffened momentarily before resuming its usual expression: "The police investigated at the time and declared it an accident."

"An accident?"

Lu Jinghan sneered, tossing the blood-stained napkin in his hand into the trash can, his gaze at Lu Qing An as cold as ice.

Hearing this, Old Sir Lu’s face turned complex, his voice trembling as he asked: "Jing Han, are you saying your parents’ deaths weren’t accidental?"

The loss of his son and daughter-in-law had already grieved Old Sir Lu deeply. If they hadn’t died accidentally but were murdered, how could he possibly accept that?

Lu Jinghan turned to face Old Sir Lu seriously: "Grandfather, I’m still investigating. If my parents were killed intentionally by certain people, I will not let them go." Lu Jinghan deliberately elongated the words "certain people."

From their conversation earlier, Old Sir Lu also detected Lu Jinghan’s insinuations. His gaze dimmed as he glanced at Lu Qing An: "Jing Han, go ahead and investigate. If you find out your parents were indeed murdered, I will ensure they pay for it with their lives."

Lu Jinghan’s parents had been not only capable but also very filial. Old Sir Lu had always held them dear. If it turned out they were murdered, he would seek vengeance for his son and daughter-in-law, no matter what.

Old Sir Lu’s words made Lu Qing An’s spine shiver with a cold chill.

At this point, Ji Qing couldn’t care about anything else, rushing to where Lu Jingchen lay collapsed on the ground, tearfully crying out: "Son, my poor son, how could you be beaten like this?"