Zi Ge went all the way downstairs to Lan Yu Feng’s company, and she handed the CD-ROM over to Lan Yu Feng. Lan Yu Feng glanced at her, and while pushing the CD into the CD-ROM drive in a sharp manner, he asked, “Distracted, what happened?”
Ziggy bit her lip.
He always saw right through her emotions.
“Help me see if this is the document Geng Jing was talking about first.”
Lan Yu Feng quickly clicked on it, and a window popped up where he had to enter his password. He nodded, “This is it. I just didn’t expect it to be a CD.”
Lan Yu Feng took it out again and scrutinized it twice. Once the data in here was destroyed, it was estimated that Meng Yuhui would immediately receive an exact copy in his mailbox.
“Now we still need the password, but, Dad has …” Zige said here, her mood a little gloomy, looked at Lan Yu Feng, “Where should we go to find the password?”
“I have a way.” Lan Yu Feng just gave her four simple words, still calm and collected. Lifting his eyes to look at her, “You don’t look too happy.”
“Actually, I’m a bit of a mess.” Ziggy spread her hands and took a step around his office. Eventually, it was said, “Keep this CD for me for a while, I have to go to the hospital first now.”
Zi Ge said, and without much explanation, she pulled open the office door and was about to go out. She didn’t know why she was so worried, obviously she had only been with Zhuo Zhenbang for a few days, but, her heart was inexplicably apprehensive.
She, must find Zhuo Zhenbang and ask for clarification.
“Why did you go to the hospital?” Lan Yu Feng grabbed Zi Ge’s hand, his eyes somewhat worried.
“Zhuo Zhenbang had a heart attack because of me and I went to see him. And by the way ask about my dad in person.”
“I’ll have someone come with you!” Lan Yu Feng said and was about to press the intercom. Zige was anxious and couldn’t wait, so she hung up the phone for him, “No need, I’m not a child anymore, it won’t be a problem. I’ll leave first.”
Looking at Zi Ge’s back as she left, and then looking at the CD, Lan Yu Feng’s eyes rolled down with a sentiment that even he couldn’t sort out.
In his mind, all that floated back and forth was Zi Ge’s appearance of smiling, frowning, or pampering. Chest, suddenly some suffocating hard, he quickly grabbed the phone, dialed the internal line to Yan Nan, “Help me prepare the car, I want to go out!”
Lan Yu Feng took the CD and hurriedly came out of the office, followed closely by Yan Nan.
Respectfully pulling open the car door for him and sitting on it, after Lan Yu Feng reported the address, Yan Nan was surprised and sidled over to look at the man in the backseat, “Madame has already gotten the information?”
Lan Yu Feng didn’t answer, just looked out the window with a sideways glance. Those eyes, so distant as to be like an abyss, unable to see the bottom. The side Yan Nan saw was always tightly taut, with a cold, hard aura coiling around it, causing the entire carriage to fall into a cold, choked atmosphere.
Yan Nan could not help but sigh. Perhaps, many things were already moving in the direction of gradually getting out of control.
When Lan Yu Feng arrived at this villa, Meng Yuhui was flipping through the newspaper, and when he saw Lan Yu Feng, he hurriedly stood up and looked at him with some surprise. After so many days, this was the first time he had personally come over since that conversation.
“How are my wife and Ziggy? Are they okay?” He asked immediately. Hearing his bad news, he wondered how Simin would feel.
“They’re all fine.” Lan Yu Feng replied flatly. With a sideways glance, he instructed Yan Nan, “Turn the computer on.”
“Yes.”
Yan Nan answered, then took out his computer and rested it on the low table, opening it sharply. Lan Yu Feng gestured for Meng Yuhui to sit down.
Meng Yuhui glanced at him in surprise, only to see him push an all-too-familiar CD into the optical drive. And then, the computer rotated in a direction to face Meng Yuhui.
Lan Yu Feng gave him a faint look and just spoke without haste, “Password.”
Two simple words, but extraordinary temperament, full of the spirit of pointing out the mountains. Meng Yuhui was once again shocked, only to feel that the person in front of him, this temperament is too much like a person in his memory.
“What’s your relationship with Qi Yanxiao?” He asked.
Lan Yu Feng leisurely leaned back, throwing himself gracefully into the luxurious leather sofa. With his eyes looking directly at Meng Yuhui, he spoke in a wave of unperturbed words, “My father.”
Sure enough!
Meng Yuhui can not tell you the shock of the heart, but he was not surprised that the year that thin, frightened child eventually become now. Anyone who witnessed the tragedy would not be able to calm down, let alone a child under 10 years old.
It’s a miracle to have survived this long with that kind of weight and pain on your back.
“The things of the past …,” Meng Yuhui opened his mouth guiltily, but, before the words finished, they had already been interrupted by Lan Yufeng, “I’m not here to talk about the past today, I just need the password.”
The voice, still bland and unheated.
Meng Yuhui’s words were blocked, and he couldn’t help but be a bit snappy. Looking at the password pop-up window, he asked, “You’re planning to use this to put Zhuo Zhenbang in jail?”
“That’s my business.” His attitude, still cold.
Meng Yuhui glanced at him, his fingers moved to the keyboard, tapping out a key before slowly pausing in his movements. Lan Yu Feng’s face was expressionless, instead, Yan Nan opened his mouth, “Mr. Meng, don’t delay each other’s time.”
“Did you save me because of Xiao Zi, or because of the password?” As if he did not hear Yan Nan’s urging, Meng Yuhui looked at Lan Yu Feng.
Narrow eyes tightened, Lan Yu Feng leveled his gaze at Meng Yuhui’s questioning sight, pursed his lips, and for a long time all he could do was spit out two words in a deep voice that seemed to have changed tone somewhat, “Password.”
It was not a surprise, but Meng Yuhui still judiciously even looked at him twice. It was only when Yan Nan urged him again that he finally entered the password …
After the file was opened, someone immediately came forward to hold the computer to Lan Yu Feng’s side for him to personally look over it. After he nodded, Yan Nan instructed someone to collect the computer and hurriedly take it away.
“You may go.” Lan Yu Feng held his cane and stood up, opening his mouth to release Meng Yuhui’s freedom.
“Back then, I had a hand in destroying the Qi Clan.” Meng Yuhui stood up and looked at Lan Yufeng in an unassuming manner, “You’re not going to deal with me?”
Lan Yu Feng’s face was expressionless, “Winning and losing in the mall is a common thing.”
Meng Yu Hui sort of understood. What Lan Yu Feng cared about wasn’t the family’s defeat at that time, but those later …
Without saying anything more, Lan Yu Feng was surrounded by a group of black-clothed men and took the lead to walk out of the villa.
Yan Nan, who hadn’t left yet, rested a bank card on the low table, “This is what Mister gave to Miss Meng.”
Meng Yuhui frowned, “What is this for?”
“You don’t need to ask much, just give it to Ms. Meng. It’s 500w cash on it.”
500w?
Meng Yuhui glared at Yan Nan, “What does he mean? Why did you give Zige so much money for no reason?”
“I’m not sure about that. You can just give it to Miss Meng, it’s an account opened with Miss Meng’s ID, as for the password, it’s Mr.’s birthday. She knows it well.”
Without waiting for Meng Yuhui to ask anything else, Yan Nan had already withdrawn and left after nodding slightly.
Zhuo Zhenbang is lying on his bed contemplating something.
Mrs. Li broke in with fear, “Master, it’s no good! The police are coming!”
I didn’t realize it was so soon.
But, it shouldn’t be a surprise.
Lan Yu Feng had always been very efficient at what he did, and he would never let go of any opportunity.
Compared to his sister-in-law’s panic, Zhuo Zhenbang appeared calm and collected. Lifting the sheet, he slowly stood up and put on the expensive suit beside him.
He bent his head again to smooth it out before he said with a sideways glance and his departing sister-in-law, “There’s no need to panic.”
“Master, let me call Miss, what’s going on here?” Sister-in-law Li had never seen a battle like that before and was so anxious that she didn’t know what to do.
Touching out his cell phone to dial, Zhuo Zhenbang faintly stopped it, “No need to call, it won’t get through.”
The door to the hospital room, just at this moment, was pushed open from the outside.
“Mr. Cheuk Chun Pong, we now suspect that you are related to an economic case from 23 years ago, please come with us and assist in the investigation. You can remain silent now, however, everything you say next will be used as evidence in court. If you need a lawyer …”
“No need.” Zhuo Zhenbang interrupted the other party and took the initiative to send his hands over with a righteous look, “Let’s go.”
Zi Ge had just gotten out of the cab and hurried toward the hospital. When she looked up, she saw a few police officers holding Zhuo Zhenbang out of the hospital, she froze slightly for a moment, returned to her senses, and was about to go forward to ask questions, but she only felt a cold breath coming from behind her.
She was alert and was about to turn back, but before she could, her mouth and nose were already covered by a towel. She only had time to let out a ‘mmm’ sound, and in the next second, the bag in her hand fell to the ground with a loud bang, and she immediately fainted.
The bustling city, the highest office building, Lan Yu Feng stood at the top, overlooking the foot. Hand, holding a cane, bone joints oozing pale, that seems to reflect his stoic mood at the moment.
Yan Nan stood respectfully to the side, uncertainly asking once more, “Sir, are you sure you want to send the young master out of the country?”
Lan Yu Feng no longer speak, not even a superfluous “hmm” response, Yan Nan is considered to understand. Just a slight sigh, “Mrs. …”
“In the future, don’t mention her again!” The words had been interrupted just as they fell. Those few short words, cold and hard as stone, smashed into the air, making people almost suffocate.
Yan Nan was secretly startled for a moment, and immediately had the good sense to wrap up the topic. Slightly hanging his head, he said, “Then I will go out first. I will immediately make arrangements for the young master to go abroad.”
He seemed to be somewhat powerless, not even answering a question, only waving his hand vacantly. Yan Nan worriedly glanced at that stiff back, secretly shaking his head, and finally retreated silently.
The door, slowly closed.
That voice, obviously very light and light, but, inexplicably, like a heavy hammer, ruthlessly smashed on Lan Yu Feng’s heart.
From this moment on, in his world, he is the only one left …
And so it will be, forever, darkness.
Fishing his cell phone out of his pocket, his long fingers, he flicked them back and forth across the screen. A slight tremor, so much so that his fingers messed up the numbers, which he deleted and retyped.
And then, having compiled the briefest of messages, as if he was afraid of regretting it, he pressed the send button without even a moment’s pause.
The message reads: Meng Zigui, we’re done.
Forever, The End …
In her dazed stupor, Zi Ge only felt a sharp pain welling up in her chest. She suddenly covered her chest and sat up from the bed, “Lan Yu Feng!”
With a shriek, his back and palms, all of them were already covered in cold sweat.
However, without waiting for her to realize that she was dreaming at the moment, she only heard a startled cry, “Quick, quickly go tell the master that miss has woken up! Miss Zhuo has woken up!”
Ziggy shook off her groggy head.
Miss Zhuo? Did they think she was Zhuo Yunruo? And … where the hell is this? Why is she here?