Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie’s Dearest Beloved Wife

Ding Guangwei slumped on the floor, crouched in a position as if he was a dog eating shit. He had a bad fall when he fell from the bed, so he kept howling in pain.

When he thought of his reign as the chief of the police station, he had never received such treatment. Everyone was trying to suck up to him.

Now, however, the people at the door did not even come over to help him. He struggled to press on the bell at the head of the bed, but none of the nurses came over to him.

Ding Guangwei did not understand. He was still fine last night, but now, everything had changed.

He could not take this lying down. He continued to scream, “I am the chief! All of you must listen to me! Listen to me…”

Those people at the door just looked at him. One of them said in disdain, “You’re already in this state, and you’re still shouting for people to listen to you? You really have no sense of shame.”

“One look, and I know he’s not a good person. Who knows how many bad things he did by abusing his power?”

“Exactly. They’re police officers, yet they even stole antiques.”

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Ding Guangwei could not figure out how things had turned out like this.

He trembled as he took out his phone and started browsing the web. When he saw himself on the news, he started breathing rapidly and kept coughing. He almost coughed out blood, and his face puffed red.

That night, the people from the police station came personally to capture Ding Guangwei.

Ding Guangwei felt that he had lost all face. The people he had once looked down upon were now capturing him with evidence at hand. No matter how angry and resentful he was, he had no other choice.

He had been captured and interrogated for two days. During that period, he was on the brink of depression.

Unexpectedly, a secret guard from the Xie family came to see him.

Ding Guangwei thought that someone was here to save him, so he came out gleefully. However, he received a tight slap from that person instead.

He did not understand what had happened.

The secret guard stepped on his hand and said, “Weren’t you very obnoxious that night when you searched someone’s villa? Didn’t you say you call the shots? Hmph!”

Ding Guangwei was utterly shocked and caught in fear. “You, you… you’re someone from that villa?”Read more chapter on NovelFull

“Our Young Master warned you before that you can search the villa, but you have to suffer the consequences. This is only the start. Your Ding family has also been implicated because of you, and all those officials who were involved in corruption have been arrested. The people in the Ding family hate you to the core now, so don’t think they will come and save you. They can’t even wait to see you die!”

Ding Guangwei’s face turned as pale as a sheet. Blood drained from his body as he slumped on the floor, not caring if he should get up again. He could not even feel pain anymore.

He remembered the ice-cold look on the face of that villa’s master. He did not care about it then and thought that that person was just an ordinary rich man who could not do anything to him.

However, he never thought that that was his end. Even if Ding Guangwei recalled it now and regretted his actions to death, it would be of no use.

His tears and snot wept all over his face as he begged for mercy. “Please spare my life, great hero. I didn’t know, I didn’t know…”

“Remember this. Our Young Master is Young Master Xie. Our Young Madam is Yun Bixue. You are not even fit to carry their shoes for them, and you actually dared to search their villa on your own accord. Also, all those people who came with you that day have been fired!”

“Ah…” Ding Guangwei could not stand the blow. He clutched his head and started howling.

However, no matter how much he wailed, it was no use.

“No, no. I am part of the Yuan family… It’s Miss Yuan who made me do this. You guys can’t do this to me!”

“Hah! The Yuan family? They will come and keep you company very soon. There’s no rush!”

The secret guard kicked Ding Guangwei and added, “Write down whatever you know in a letter with your own blood. Perhaps your life can be spared. Even if you don’t write it, I have a pen recording. Everything you said has been recorded here.”