Lawyer Huaite smiled faintly: "Mr. Qi, rest assured, I see everything clearly."
Qi Ruisen’s expression turned icy as he slowly stepped forward, walking up to Qi Ruigang.
"I never thought... that you had this planned seven years ago..."
"What do you an ’had this planned’? Mo Lan has always been sick; I just never told any of you," Qi Ruigang said with a shallow smirk curling his lips.
Qi Ruisen clenched his fists, wishing he could kill him right now—
He only felt that Qi Ruigang’s thoughts were terrifyingly profound.
Seven years ago, when he suspected that there was sothing between him and Mo Lan, when he suspected that Mo Lan would join forces with him against himself.
He had taken a series of asures, always preventing them from contacting each other.
Believing Mo Lan was important to him, he continually used her to restrain Qi Ruisen, to threaten him.
Qi Ruisen thought that Qi Ruigang had already done everything he could, used every possible thod.
But it never occurred to him that, to prevent the day Mo Lan would break free from him, he had so early on fabricated the claim of Mo Lan’s ntal illness.
If one day he had to let go of Mo Lan, he would produce these reports, and then all the suffering Mo Lan had endured over the past seven years would be invalidated.
For everyone would think it was all a fignt of Mo Lan’s imagination.
Even if he helped Mo Lan fight a legal battle, it would take ti, and during the litigation, Qi Ruigang could continue to use Mo Lan to threaten him.
As long as Mo Lan was in his hands, they would be in a passive position.
If Mo Lan were ’not ill’, they could, according to her wishes, keep guarding her, and prevent Qi Ruigang from taking her away.
But now, Mo Lan has a serious ’ntal illness’; she is no longer an independent individual.
All her guardianship and rights have fallen into the hands of Qi Ruigang.
Now, Mo Lan’s wishes no longer matter, for she is a ’ntally ill patient’.
...
Thinking of all this, Qi Ruisen bit down hard on his teeth, nearly spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"Give the report; I want to verify its authenticity!" he said through clenched teeth, furious.
Qi Ruigang watched with satisfaction as Qi Ruisen’s face turned unsightly, "Third brother, do you really think it might be fake?"
"..."
Indeed, he had prepared so early; the appraisal must be authentic.
But Mo Lan is indeed not sick...
Qi Ruigang took a copy from Lawyer Huaite and handed it over, "However, if you don’t believe it, you’re free to get it appraised."
Qi Ruisen took the report and imdiately ordered a subordinate to authenticate it.
Qi Ruigang’s deanor was composed and serene, "Third brother, no matter the outco of the appraisal, from this mont on, I am in charge of everything concerning Mo Lan. Now, in order for my wife to receive better care, please leave!"
"..."
"Oh, and by the way, I’ve already had soone file in court. I’m suing you for always exploiting my wife’s delusional disorder, trying to get close to her and then having her act against , with the aim of seizing the family property. The court has accepted this case, and I believe you’ll be investigated tomorrow."
Qi Ruisen’s fists tightened even more, the veins on the back of his hands throbbing.
Qi Ruigang continued to speak elegantly: "If you’re not convinced, you’re welco to sue ; I’m waiting for you."
"...I will definitely sue! Whether Mo Lan is sick or not, one more examination will reveal the truth!"
"Go ahead, sue ; I’m waiting anyti," Qi Ruigang said with increasing smugness.
He had said before that Mo Lan was his, unless he gave up, no one could save her...
"Why aren’t you leaving yet? Could it be that you’ve really been using my wife all along?
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