The next day, Bei Sangyun received a lawsuit from the Fei family. Intrusion, disruption of events, abduction, extortion, and violence—they threw all the charges they could against her.
Facing the summons, Bei Sangyun remained indifferent.
"Well, it's not like that old man Fei is easy to crack." She threw the written document on the desk. "I am giving him time and space to reconsider and settle this peacefully because he is Fei Chuan's grandfather. But since they don't want to do it this way, then I don't have a choice." Bei Sangyun smiled. She didn't look like someone who was forced.
If Fei Chuan asked why things were dragged to court, she finally had a reason. It wasn't her who started it first, but the Fei family.
So, they couldn't blame her for being merciless.
"Third Chief, you will handle the legal preparations. And Butler Xin, make sure the media is well-fed this time."
