"Open it and take a look," said Qin Fangang as he lit a cigarette.
Xin Yu hesitated for a moment before she opened it. There was a thick stack of documents inside. She casually pulled out the first piece of paper. It was densely packed in black and white. After reading a few lines, Xin Yu understood the gist of it. Her brows furrowed even tighter and the expression on her face gradually changed from calm to shock.
"… This is?"
"As you can see, it should be good stuff for you."
Qin Fangang narrowed his eyes as he inhaled and exhaled smoke. He couldn't find an ashtray in the woman's apartment. He looked around and probably wasn't used to it, so he asked, "Is there an ashtray?"
"… No."
Qin Fangang nodded. He got up and walked around the coffee table to the other end of the sofa. He pinched out the cigarette and threw it into the bin. He turned around and looked down at the woman sitting on the sofa. "You want to divorce Lu Yihan. I think this is the best opportunity. Make good use of it."
"…"
Xin Yu's heart raced even faster. She casually flipped through a few pieces of paper. The contents of the papers really surprised her. Although she knew that the Lu Clan's business was so big that there would be some shady dealings, this kind of shady dealings could no longer be described as "shady."
Why hadn't she heard of this before?
Moreover, if Qin Fangang knew about this, how could the Commercial Crime Investigation Department not know about it? All these years, the Lu Clan had never faced any problems. Furthermore, Lu Yihan didn't have any problems either.
This document … was it real?
Qin Fangang saw her frown and as though he could read her mind, he said, "Don't worry, I wouldn't make this up. I had someone investigate this for a long time before I found out. You don't want me to get involved with your father's matters, and you don't want me to help you with Li Muhua's matters. Then, this …" He reached out and pointed at the document in Xin Yu's hand. He lifted his trousers and sat down beside her. "This is what I want to do for you. I hope you can accept my good intentions. Didn't you say you wanted a divorce? Take this and show it to Lu Yihan. He won't put his future on the same scale as this marriage. Even if he does, he will favor himself. "
Of course, Xin Yu knew that Lu Yihan would definitely panic if such a thing was thrown in front of him.
Qin Fangang really didn't need to use such a thing to deceive him, but … why did he investigate Lu Yihan? Since he had investigated him, it meant that he was actually afraid of Lu Yihan. For someone like him, with his status, and with Lu Yihan's half-brother, if he had secretly investigated him, it could only mean one thing —
Qin Fangang's appearance in the Lu family was definitely not that simple.
Xin Yu thought about the complicated relationships in the Lu family. Lu Shiyun, Li Muhua, Lu Yihan, and Lu Yiting. Although there were only four of them, their relationship had never been harmonious. She had never seen herself as a member of the Lu family, so she always felt that she didn't fit in. Even if her father-in-law, Lu Shiyun, acknowledged her, she also knew that she was just an outsider who depended on the Lu family in the past.
And because of Qin Fangang's existence, the relationship between them that wasn't very harmonious had probably become even more fractured.
Qin Fangang had a mother in England, right?
Was she Lu Shiyun's … mistress? Or … was it something else?
Xin Yu didn't know, and she didn't want to know. She couldn't understand why Qin Fangang, an illegitimate son who had lived in England for more than 20 years, would suddenly come back and calmly accept the Lu Clan, yet keep such an obvious distance from them. But she could feel that Qin Fangang didn't like anyone in the Lu family.
This dislike, in addition to his secret investigation of Lu Yihan, made her even more certain that Qin Fangang's motive for coming back wasn't simple.
…
There were too many things that she didn't know about. Xin Yu felt that she wasn't brave enough, and she didn't have the right to investigate these matters. Even if she didn't know anything, she knew very well that it was dangerous!
She felt like she was standing in a whirlpool, watching as it spun rapidly and a hand reached out to pull her in. If she went in, it would be no different from falling off a cliff.
Could there be a lake at the bottom for her to escape?
No, even if there was a lake, she didn't know how to swim!
Xin Yu instinctively stuffed all the information back into the yellow folder and threw it to Qin Fangang. She shook her head and looked serious. "This … I can't accept it."
If she accepted it, she would really be entangled with Qin Fangang. How could Lu Shiyun not know about this?
… Impossible. Lu Shiyun must know everything. She wanted to threaten Lu Yihan, but she couldn't go against her conscience and betray Lu Shiyun.
She couldn't be like this. Xin Yu clenched the corner of the paper. There was a voice in her heart that said loudly, "No, Leng Xinyu. No matter how much of a jerk Lu Yihan is, Lu Shiyun didn't treat you badly. Even if you want a divorce, you should do it through normal channels. If Lu Shiyun found out about this, how would he see her?
He would definitely be sad …
No … "
Qin Fangang seemed a little surprised, but also seemed to have expected this. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Hmm? Why can't you accept it? You don't want to divorce him? "
"… This is my own matter. I've said before that I don't want you to get involved. You …"
"But I want to get involved."
Qin Fangang interrupted her with a deep frown. He said word by word, "If you don't want me to get involved in other matters, I can choose not to. But I must get involved in this matter! You know why I must do this. "
"… Why …"
Her heart trembled as she was stunned by his stubborn tone. She subconsciously replied.
Qin Fangang's handsome features came closer to her. His thin lips curved as he said in a low voice, "Why? Do you really not know, or do you want me to say it to you personally? "
"…"
Xin Yu craned her neck and instinctively leaned towards the corner of the sofa. Qin Fangang's exquisite features were right in front of her eyes. She only felt her mouth go dry.
However, he reached out and pressed his rough thumb on her lips. His actions were ambiguous, but he wasn't lecherous as he caressed her red lips. He smiled and said, "Because I want you. Because you are my woman. Even if you don't have a physical relationship with Lu Yihan, I don't want to see my woman being labeled as another man's wife. Do you understand?"
…
"Qin … mm …"
Xin Yu's heart trembled violently. Just as she opened her mouth to say something, Qin Fangang moved his hand away, leaned over and kissed her lips.
… (Indescribable) …
"This is something that I can do for you. Don't reject my good intentions. You've been carrying the burden of this marriage for five years. Now, you don't have to carry it anymore. If you want to divorce him, this is the best way. Keep this information. I won't force you to do anything, but I promise you, one day, you'll want to use it against Lu Yihan. When that time comes, I will know that you intend to throw yourself into my arms. Baby, I will wait for the moment when you take the initiative to lie under me … "
…
*****
B City, prison.
The people who lived here, regardless of whether they were men or women, had only one expression on their faces — despair.
Because they couldn't see any hope, they knew that those who came here would never have the chance to leave. They would all die of old age here, and no relatives would be willing to come and see them.
There were 24 hours in a day, and they had two hours of relief time.
Rather than calling it relief, to them, they were like frogs at the bottom of a well.
The sky they saw seemed to be forever in this corner. The sports field, which was about a thousand meters wide, was surrounded by high walls. No one could escape from this "prison of death." The taste of despair made every one of them feel that the air they breathed in had a rotting smell.
It was already autumn. The air in B City was neither dry nor humid. There was not much rain in autumn, but it was very cold. It was time to let out some fresh air. People squatted on the field in twos and threes. They had a chance to talk, but there were prison guards standing on the side with batons in their hands. In sharp contrast to the prisoners, these prison guards were all tall and strong. They looked ferocious, and no one dared to say anything.
"… Hey, you've been here for almost five years, right? You haven't spoken all this time? Was he a mute to begin with? Or do you not want to talk? "
A woman with a yellowish complexion suddenly approached another woman with a wooden expression. Both of them were squatting on the ground. The weather was a little cold, and they were wearing thin clothes. Their lips were a little cracked from the wind.
The woman was holding a small piece of wood in her hand. She was drawing something on the ground. Every stroke was incomprehensible. However, she was drawing very seriously. It was as if she didn't even hear the person beside her talking to her.
"… Hey, I'm talking to you. You're not a local? Can't you understand me? "
The woman beside her saw that she had been holding a small piece of wood and writing something on the ground. She couldn't understand it even after staring at it for a long time. She sneaked a glance behind her. The prison guard wasn't looking in their direction. They were supposed to be able to talk, so she moved closer to him. "What's your name?"
"…"
"Are you disabled?"
"…"
"You really can't hear me?"
"…"
"Hey … Are you afraid to talk? You don't look like a disabled person. I heard that someone used to visit you every year, right? … How did you get in? Were you wrongly accused? Or did you commit murder and arson outside? "
"…"
"… Actually, let me tell you. Once you're in this place, it's not impossible to get out. As long as you have money … There are people outside … My family is already trying their best to help me find connections. Who knows, I might be able to get out. I'm a local of B City. I see that you never speak. It's quite pitiful. Where are you from? If I get out, I can help you contact your family … "
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