Chapter 25
I Shouldn’t Have Pitied Her
The two figures stood in the shadows, and their faces couldn’t be seen.
“Long Junzhe, you’d better pretend that nothing happened tonight.”
It was another person’s voice. It wasn’t as cold, but rather, it had a hint of cynicism. “I’ve made a copy of all the videos on your phone. You don’t want me to post your dirty hobbies online, do you?”
Not only did Long Junzhe have a unique habit, but he also liked to take videos. He recorded many of his violent actions and would occasionally admire himself with great interest.
He had specially set up an encrypted folder in his phone to store these videos.
Alas, he didn’t expect that he’d still be exposed like this. If those videos were released, not only would Long Junzhe be destroyed but Longxing Real Estate would also be implicated.
Beads of sweat dripped down his forehead. “Don’t worry; I won’t call the police. I’ll stay quiet…”
No one responded to him in the dark room. Soon after, the door opened, and the two black figures disappeared.
Throughout the process, Long Junzhe didn’t get a clear look at the two people’s faces except for their voices.
Later, he found out that the Shengshi Club had been out of power for ten minutes from 2:37 to 2:47. This was extremely rare, but the technicians couldn’t find the cause. In the end, they could only conclude that there might’ve been a short fault in the circuit.
Long Junzhe still had a lingering fear.
The two of them could enter the suite on the 18th floor of the Shengshi Club and cut off their electricity for ten minutes. They were indeed impressive.
The other party’s threat was still ringing in his ears. So Long Junzhe didn’t dare to call the police, nor did he dare to risk his company’s reputation. Instead, he treated it as if he’d suffered a loss in silence and didn’t make a sound.
…
In the cold night, Guo Muyang looked at Shen Hanyu worriedly.
His face was sullen. Additionally, he didn’t say a word, and his gaze was cold.
Guo Muyang and Shen Hanyu had known each other for many years. In his heart, Shen Hanyu had always been a cold and aloof top student with excellent character and academic performance.
However, tonight, Guo Muyang saw another side of Shen Hanyu. Bold but careful, heartless and even a little cruel.
Guo Muyang wasn’t surprised that Shen Hanyu had hacked into the Shengshi Club’s central control system. After all, It was just a piece of cake for him.
However, when Shen Hanyu pushed Long Junzhe out of the 18th-floor window, Guo Muyang was shocked. His heart almost stopped beating, but Shen Hanyu didn’t even frown.
Guo Muyang felt lucky that he wasn’t Shen Hanyu’s enemy.
“Hanyu, don’t be so quiet. You’re scaring me.”
Guo Muyang looked at Shen Hanyu, who was exuding a cold aura. “Haven’t we found the evidence now? If we hand Long Junzhe’s testimony to the police, Sang Minglang will be convicted…”
“Not yet,” Shen Hanyu said slowly.
The current evidence could only prove that Sang Minglang had caused trouble for the Shen family, but it couldn’t prove that the car accident was related to him.
It was still far from enough to convict Sang Minglang of his crime.
“We have to continue investigating.”
Guo Muyang recalled Long Junzhe’s words. “I have some impression of Hongyuan Group’s land in the east. I think the media reported that it’s a project worth hundreds of billions!”
He pondered, “From what I see, Sang Minglang was so generous with the hush money and didn’t let others know that he incited Long Junzhe to make things difficult for the Shen family. Furthermore, he might be trying to hide an even bigger secret.”
Shen Hanyu remained silent for a long time.
The night before the Shen family’s press conference, Long Junzhe had personally called the Management Committee of the Longxing building. That was why they’d said there was an issue with the venue.
He only wanted to ask Long Junzhe why he tried to make things difficult for the Shen family, but he didn’t expect to find such a big secret.
It wasn’t that Shen Hanyu didn’t suspect the Sang family, but deep down, he still hoped that the accident had nothing to do with them.
Only now did he realize that his hidden thoughts were laughable.
Xia Sitong was right; Sang Qianqian was still Sang Pengcheng’s daughter and Sang Minglang’s sister.
He really shouldn’t have gotten too close to her. He shouldn’t have treated her differently from the Sang family and felt pity for her.
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“Qianqian, I’m fine here. I have food to eat, and I can even rest.”
Separated by the thick glass of the visiting room, Sang Minglang revealed a smile. “Honestly, it’s even more comfortable than my office.”
Sang Qianqian looked at her brother’s emaciated face.
She recalled that nightmare. In her dream, she also met Wen Xu through the glass of the visiting room like this. However, in reality, the person in front of her was her brother.
“Why are you crying? I really think this place is quite good.”
Sang Minglang consoled Sang Qianqian, “Don’t worry, Brother has never killed anyone. Once the police have investigated this, I’ll be able to get out of here very soon.”
Sang Qianqian didn’t know what to feel.
Although the Hongyuan Group already hired the best lawyer for Sang Minglang, this lawsuit wouldn’t be easy to fight, thanks to the video of Xia Zhixin’s death.
When Sang Qianqian came out of the station with a heavy heart. The butler, Uncle Zhong, opened the car door for her. “Young Miss, get in the car.”
Mr. Zhong’s real name was Zhong Zheng. When he was young, he was Sang Pengcheng’s bodyguard and driver. Furthermore, he was also Sang Pengcheng’s most trusted person.
When Sang Pengcheng had just taken over the Hongyuan Group, he was too aggressive and offended many people.
In the past, several people looked for trouble with him. When he came to a restaurant at night for business, more than a dozen people chased him with knives.
To save Sang Pengcheng, Mr. Zhong was severely injured and almost lost his life.
He and Sang Pengcheng had been through life and death together. When they got older, Sang Pengcheng made Uncle Zhong the butler to manage the family’s affairs.
Today, when Sang Qianqian came to visit her brother, she could’ve asked the chauffeur to send her, but Uncle Zhong wanted to see Sang Pengcheng. So due to that, he decided to send Sang Qianqian over personally.
“Young Master has lost weight, but he’s in good spirits.”
When Uncle Zhong sent Sang Qianqian to the visiting room, he took the opportunity to glance at Sang Minglang, feeling more at ease.
He doted on the two children of the Sang family like they were his own. But, now that Sang Minglang was in prison, he hadn’t been able to eat or sleep well these days.
He asked Sang Qianqian, “Young Miss, are you going home or to the company?”
Sang Qianqian thought for a moment. “Let’s go to the company.”
She wanted to meet her father and tell him about her brother’s situation. But, simultaneously, she wanted to ask the lawyer about the chances of winning this case.
The car sped up as the sky grew dark. Sang Qianqian looked at the scenery out the window, and she was in a daze for some reason.
She was in a dream. She’d rushed back from abroad overnight, and Mr. Zhong had driven to the airport to pick her up. She’d just arrived home and saw the tragedy of her father falling off the building again.
Sang Qianqian felt a strong sense of uneasiness. “Uncle Zhong, please drive faster.”