To marry into the family in place of his brother? Impossible!

Jiang's father's voice lowered, carrying an indescribable desolation, "We gave him everything."

He gave his brother everything he could: his fortune, his company, his resources, his connections. But what did he give in return? He couldn't tolerate his younger brother; he wanted him dead.

I've already made him leave with nothing, isn't that enough? Jin Huan is still our child after all!

Jiang's mother's tears flowed even more fiercely.

she knows.

She knew that Jiang Jinhuan was also her child.

But that child was never part of her plans from the day he was born.

She was pregnant with him so that she could donate bone marrow to Jiang Zhe.

When she gave birth to him, she was thinking that Jiang Zhe's illness could finally be cured.

When she left him in the countryside, she told herself it was for his own good; the environment in the city was bad, while the air in the countryside was fresh.

But she knew those were just excuses.

The real reason is that she doesn't know how to face him!

Every time she sees him, she is reminded of why she gave birth to him.

He didn't come into this world out of love; he was brought into this world to save another child.

This thought was too heavy, so heavy that she dared not face it and could only choose to escape.

But when avoidance became a habit, she mistook this feeling for disgust.

She even actively avoided anything related to him.

This way, she can temporarily let go of those feelings of guilt and get a good night's sleep!

Therefore, she knew nothing about him, nor did she want to know.

He won the award, and when he happily brought the trophy over that day, she felt even more guilty.

She knocked over his prize simply to get him out of her sight so she wouldn't feel so guilty.

But when Jiang Jinhuan actually left the family, she felt a pang of heartache.

To this day, she still doesn't know what kind of feelings he has for Jiang Jinhuan.

"I don't know... I really don't know..." Jiang's mother covered her face, crying so hard she couldn't speak.

She could disregard Jiang Jinhuan, but only if Jiang Jinhuan could survive.

Now, one of her sons wants the other son dead.

Even if she felt biased as a mother, it was still hard for her. Siblings fighting each other is a tragedy for any family.

What's more, they are all their own children!

Jiang's father looked at her and sighed deeply.

"What's the point of saying all this now? Let's think about how to get Xiao Zhe out of there. This time, he hit that person from the Qin family!"

……

Three days later, the case went to trial.

Jiang Zhe, wearing an orange prison uniform, was led into the courtroom by bailiffs.

His hair was shaved short, his complexion was sallow, his eyes were sunken, and he looked ten years older.

In the audience, Jiang's mother cried so hard she almost fainted. Jiang's father sat next to her, silent and with empty eyes.

The prosecution presented a large amount of evidence.

The surveillance footage clearly captured Jiang Zhe's car accelerating towards them from a distance, without any braking marks.

Qin Lan's injury assessment report shows that her legs suffered severe crush injuries, which may leave her with lifelong disabilities.

Jiang Zhe's statement at the scene, "Why didn't you die?", was confirmed by multiple eyewitnesses.

After all, when Jiang Zhe met Marquis Huan of Jiangjin, he practically shouted those words.

Most importantly, Jiang Jinhuan, as a victim, testified in court.

He stood in the witness stand, wearing a dark suit, his expression calm and his tone steady.

"Jiang Zhe and I are brothers, but we've never had a good relationship."

He looked at Jiang Zhe, his eyes devoid of hatred, only filled with an indescribable complexity. "That day at the coffee shop entrance, I saw his car rushing towards me. I knew he did it on purpose."

"How can you be sure he did it on purpose?" the prosecutor asked.

"Because the area in front of the coffee shop was very empty, there was no reason he wouldn't have seen me. Besides, he was driving very fast and showed no signs of slowing down; the car was later inspected and there was no brake failure!"

Jiang Jinhuan paused, "More importantly, the first thing he said after hitting the person wasn't 'I'm sorry,' but rather 'How come you didn't hit me?' There are eyewitnesses to this."

Upon hearing this, Jiang's father and mother closed their eyes in anguish.

They did consider asking Jiang Jin Huan to show leniency.

However, before he could even reach Jiang Jin Huan, he was stopped by the Qin family.

The Qin family are the real victims. Without the Qin family's approval, it doesn't matter whether Jiang Jinhuan lets Jiang Zhe go or not.

Now that Jiang Jinhuan has come forward to testify, it's clear that he and Jiang Zhe have no further relationship to speak of.

The courtroom was silent.

Jiang Zhe sat in the defendant's seat with his head down, and no one knew what he was thinking.

The defense lawyer attempted to defend Jiang Zhe, saying that he lost control of his emotions, acted on impulse, and even that he was mentally ill and had no premeditated intent to murder.

But the evidence presented by the prosecutor was overwhelming.

Tracking records, vehicle trajectories, surveillance footage, eyewitness testimonies, on-site audio recordings...

Each piece of evidence was like a knife, tearing Jiang Zhe's defense to shreds.

Ultimately, the judge delivered the verdict in court.

"The defendant, Jiang Zhe, is guilty of intentional injury, causing serious harm to another person. The circumstances are egregious and the social impact is significant. He is sentenced to five years in prison."

The gavel fell with a dull thud.

Jiang's mother fainted on the spot.

Jiang's father helped his wife up; his face was as white as paper.

As Jiang Zhe was being led away by the bailiffs, he suddenly looked up and searched for something in the gallery.

He saw Jiang Jinhuan.

Jiang Jinhuan was sitting in the last row of the audience, next to Luo Qingyi.

The two people weren't looking at him; they were talking in hushed tones.

Jiang Zhe suddenly threw his head back and laughed loudly: "Jiang Jinhuan, you bastard, you've won, but I'll come out again. I won't let you go; I'll make sure you die!"

Everyone looked at Jiang Zhe in disbelief.

Jiang's father and mother couldn't understand why Jiang Zhe harbored such deep hatred for Jiang Jinhuan!

A bailiff shoved him, and he staggered out of the courtroom.

The sunlight was blinding, and he squinted as he looked at the sky above, suddenly feeling as if it were all a dream.

A nightmare he could never wake up from.

……

Jiang Zhe was in jail for three days.

Luo Qingyi stood in the president's office of Jiang's Group, in front of her a shareholding structure diagram.

Her fingers moved slowly across the drawing, her gaze calm and sharp.

The Jiang family holds 45% of the shares in the Jiang Group, with Jiang's father holding 15%, Jiang's mother holding 20%, and Jiang Zhe holding 10%.

The remaining 65 percent of the shares are distributed among a few existing shareholders and retail investors.

Even the largest shareholder, Director Wang, only owns 10% of the shares.

Therefore, the Jiang family remains the true head of the Jiang Group to this day.

They own the majority of the shares.

"Sister Qingyi, here are the documents you requested." Wang Shihhan pushed open the door and placed a thick file on the table.

Luo Qingyi opened the document and read it page by page.

These are all materials she had collected from several of the Jiang Group's former shareholders.

Their shareholding ratio, their personality traits, their weaknesses, and their vulnerabilities.

"Shihan, have you told Jinhuan?" Luo Qingyi asked without looking up.

Wang Shihhan nodded: "He said that you should handle this matter entirely, and he won't interfere."