First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!-Chapter 799: Abuse Your Wife and Child for a Moment of Thrill—Chase Them Later and It’s a Crematorium

The long sword swept across the ground.

It left a deep sword mark.

Like the boundary between Chu and Han, although not necessarily representing irreconcilable enmity, it signified that from now on, they would have no dealings with each other.

Fu Nansheng watched this scene with a trembling heart.

How... how could it suddenly...

He was gratified that his son had made something of himself, even though this achievement wasn't by his side.

Nor did it have much to do with his upbringing.

But at least the son's surname was Fu, and he was his own flesh and blood.

Yet today, Fu Xinghe's attitude upon returning chilled his heart.

Before he could even resolve the issue with his son,

his wife jumped out wanting to divorce him.

In a single day, he... seemed to have lost everything.

Fu Nansheng stood up, forcing a smile as he said, "Jin... Jinyun, there might be a misunderstanding between us. I... I won't make a fuss anymore. Can we talk?"

"Didn't you want to go eat at that flower-themed restaurant in the south last time? I'll go with you, okay?"

"And... and last time, that car you liked, it's not that I didn't want to buy it for you, or that I didn't want you to buy it yourself. I just thought your driving skills weren't good enough yet. I... we'll go buy it today, and I'll practice with you, okay?"

"I know, you blame me for spending too little time with you. I'll spend more time with you from now on. I still have annual leave I haven't used. I'll take it tomorrow... no, today. I'll take it today. I'll go out with you, travel with you."

"And Xinghe, Dad was wrong. Dad was a jerk. Please persuade your mom. I'll never be like this again, okay..."

"Say something, Jinyun... Xinghe... I'm begging you, please say something..."

Now he was the one feeling heartbroken.

But the truly heartbroken ones were the silent mother and son, Fu Xinghe and Qiu Jinyun. There was no loud arguing or fighting, only calm gazes and wordless silence.

Abusing your wife and child feels good for a moment, but chasing after them leads straight to the crematorium.

Only when the snot reaches your mouth do you know to wipe it away?

Too late!

The sword mark on the ground seemed like an insurmountable chasm.

The calm expressions on Qiu Jinyun and Fu Xinghe's faces were like towering mountains with invisible peaks.

Fu Nansheng panicked.

There's a saying that fits perfectly: those who are loved act without fear. In the past, Fu Xinghe wanted his father's approval. In the past, Qiu Jinyun wanted her husband's company.

But now, they wanted neither.

Qiu Jinyun's awakening and obtaining Fu Xinghe's forgiveness resulted from her usual, though not entirely voluntary, attitude. Often, she simply trusted her husband; it wasn't that she didn't love Xinghe. She would frequently soften her heart and secretly give Xinghe special treatment.

Like when she reported to her younger brother, which prompted Secretary Qiu to take Fu Xinghe away and arrange for him to be by Lu Ding's side.

And now, as Fu Nansheng shed these crocodile tears, he received not an ounce of sympathy.

Lu Ding suddenly understood as well.

The logic seemed to close the loop at this moment.

If Chu Xiao truly had a classic male lead script, then Fu Xinghe—with his family background, status, connections, and talent—could absolutely not be some early-stage transitional small monster.

Instead, he was a BOSS who developed alongside the male lead in a dual narrative, launching wave after wave of attacks later on.

And supporting him from behind

were his awakened mother and his maternal grandfather and uncle's family.

But their outcome, following normal development, probably wouldn't be too good.

Lu Ding smiled, stepping directly on Fu Nanyun's face and grinding his foot: "Alright, Family Head Fu, Great Han is a country that values freedom and human rights."

"There's no so-called 'cooling-off period' for divorce here."

"Auntie Qiu, since she has chosen to divorce you, and isn't dividing property, but is returning double the betrothal gifts and only taking back her own dowry..."

"Perfectly timed, I, the special envoy, am also here. Today is just right to serve as a witness."

Lu Ding pointed at his bodycam: "In my capacity as the Hanjing 749 Bureau Special Envoy Investigator and Great Han's 749 Bureau Special-Class Investigator, I witness and declare the dissolution of marriage between Fu Nansheng and Qiu Jinyun."

"Both parties are requested to transfer property and items as soon as possible."

Seeing Lu Ding get involved, Fu Nansheng looked at him somewhat angrily: "You..."

Lu Ding glared back: "Do you have a problem?"

"Or do you want to fight me?"

"Then you can certainly try. I might not be able to beat you."

Although Fu Nansheng was also in a civilian role, he was, after all, the head of a family, and his cultivation was nothing to scoff at.

However.

"The moment you attack me, your name will already be written on the death sentence verdict."

As he spoke, Lu Ding looked at the surrounding Fu family members: "After you die, even if I can't beat you, can't I handle them? Just watch how I deal with them then."

His smile widened. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

Wisps of black smoke rose.

Arrogant, rampant, utterly lawless!

Lu Ding was never one of those self-righteous investigators.

His professional spirit was strong, but his personal will was also not something to be pushed back.

This blatant threat was all about: "If you're not convinced, go report me; if you're unhappy, come fight me—see if you die or not."

Fu Nansheng had just been momentarily overcome with rage; he hadn't actually planned to fight Lu Ding.

Now, it was like a bucket of cold water was dumped over his head, instantly sobering him up.

After all, he was Xinghe's father; they still had to follow some procedures, more or less.

Fu Nansheng looked at Qiu Jinyun and Fu Xinghe again: "Is there really no chance anymore..."

Qiu Jinyun extended her hand: "Please, Family Head Fu, return my things to me."

Fu Nansheng laughed mockingly: "Return, I'll return them right away."

With that, he waved for people to move them.

Soon, large and small boxes of dowry were brought out.

After checking them one by one, Qiu Jinyun said, "The Buddha's Heart Eye Stamen and the Guanyin Life-Death Grass are still missing."

Fu Nansheng froze in place. Behind him, the Fu family's second son, Fu Nanzai, and the Fu family's fourth child Fu Nanyun's husband, Chen Shijie, quietly took a step back.

These two rare natural treasures...

One was used by Fu Nansheng to help his second brother break through his cultivation realm, and the other was given by Fu Nansheng to his younger sister as part of her dowry.

Of course, Qiu Jinyun knew about these things at the time, and she had agreed back then.

After all, the situation was different then; the Fu family wasn't as prosperous as it is now. When Fu Nansheng's younger sister was getting married, the dowry that served as the foundation couldn't be shabby.

As the eldest sister-in-law, she had to show her support.

But that was all in the past. Now that they were dissolving the marriage, and the Qiu family could return double the betrothal gifts, and the Fu family was no longer in those difficult straits, these things must be returned.

Fu Nansheng explained: "These two rare natural treasures are too special and hard to find. I can use other, better ones to make up for them."

"I want my original things back!"

At this moment, Qiu Jinyun's attitude was terrifyingly firm. Fu Nansheng only felt that the wife before him was so unfamiliar; she had never spoken to him like this before.

"Give me some time."

"Write an IOU."

Lu Ding spoke up.

Fu Nansheng: "What!?"

Fu Xinghe, who had been standing beside his mother, took a step forward to stand in front of her, raising his voice: "Brother Lu said write an IOU!!!!"

Fu Nansheng looked at his son with complex emotions.

In an instant, he seemed to have lost all his strength and means.

"I'll write it, I'll write it."

Paper and pen were brought. Fu Nansheng forcefully wrote the words on the IOU.

"Jinyun, Xinghe, I was wrong to you... Can you give me a chance to make it up to you? I will change. I really will change."

The long sword swept across the ground.

It left a deep sword mark.

Like the boundary between Chu and Han, although not necessarily representing irreconcilable enmity, it signified that from now on, they would have no dealings with each other.

Fu Nansheng watched this scene with a trembling heart.

How... how could it suddenly...

He was gratified that his son had made something of himself, even though this achievement wasn't by his side.

Nor did it have much to do with his upbringing.

But at least the son's surname was Fu, and he was his own flesh and blood.

Yet today, Fu Xinghe's attitude upon returning chilled his heart.

Before he could even resolve the issue with his son,

his wife jumped out wanting to divorce him.

In a single day, he... seemed to have lost everything.

Fu Nansheng stood up, forcing a smile as he said, "Jin... Jinyun, there might be a misunderstanding between us. I... I won't make a fuss anymore. Can we talk?"

"Didn't you want to go eat at that flower-themed restaurant in the south last time? I'll go with you, okay?"

"And... and last time, that car you liked, it's not that I didn't want to buy it for you, or that I didn't want you to buy it yourself. I just thought your driving skills weren't good enough yet. I... we'll go buy it today, and I'll practice with you, okay?"

"I know, you blame me for spending too little time with you. I'll spend more time with you from now on. I still have annual leave I haven't used. I'll take it tomorrow... no, today. I'll take it today. I'll go out with you, travel with you."

"And Xinghe, Dad was wrong. Dad was a jerk. Please persuade your mom. I'll never be like this again, okay..."

"Say something, Jinyun... Xinghe... I'm begging you, please say something..."

Now he was the one feeling heartbroken.

But the truly heartbroken ones were the silent mother and son, Fu Xinghe and Qiu Jinyun. There was no loud arguing or fighting, only calm gazes and wordless silence.

Abusing your wife and child feels good for a moment, but chasing after them leads straight to the crematorium.

Only when the snot reaches your mouth do you know to wipe it away?

Too late!

The sword mark on the ground seemed like an insurmountable chasm.

The calm expressions on Qiu Jinyun and Fu Xinghe's faces were like towering mountains with invisible peaks.

Fu Nansheng panicked.

There's a saying that fits perfectly: those who are loved act without fear. In the past, Fu Xinghe wanted his father's approval. In the past, Qiu Jinyun wanted her husband's company.

But now, they wanted neither.

Qiu Jinyun's awakening and obtaining Fu Xinghe's forgiveness resulted from her usual, though not entirely voluntary, attitude. Often, she simply trusted her husband; it wasn't that she didn't love Xinghe. She would frequently soften her heart and secretly give Xinghe special treatment.

Like when she reported to her younger brother, which prompted Secretary Qiu to take Fu Xinghe away and arrange for him to be by Lu Ding's side.

And now, as Fu Nansheng shed these crocodile tears, he received not an ounce of sympathy.

Lu Ding suddenly understood as well.

The logic seemed to close the loop at this moment.

If Chu Xiao truly had a classic male lead script, then Fu Xinghe—with his family background, status, connections, and talent—could absolutely not be some early-stage transitional small monster.

Instead, he was a BOSS who developed alongside the male lead in a dual narrative, launching wave after wave of attacks later on.

And supporting him from behind

were his awakened mother and his maternal grandfather and uncle's family.

But their outcome, following normal development, probably wouldn't be too good.

Lu Ding smiled, stepping directly on Fu Nanyun's face and grinding his foot: "Alright, Family Head Fu, Great Han is a country that values freedom and human rights."

"There's no so-called 'cooling-off period' for divorce here."

"Auntie Qiu, since she has chosen to divorce you, and isn't dividing property, but is returning double the betrothal gifts and only taking back her own dowry..."

"Perfectly timed, I, the special envoy, am also here. Today is just right to serve as a witness."

Lu Ding pointed at his bodycam: "In my capacity as the Hanjing 749 Bureau Special Envoy Investigator and Great Han's 749 Bureau Special-Class Investigator, I witness and declare the dissolution of marriage between Fu Nansheng and Qiu Jinyun."

"Both parties are requested to transfer property and items as soon as possible."

Seeing Lu Ding get involved, Fu Nansheng looked at him somewhat angrily: "You..."

Lu Ding glared back: "Do you have a problem?"

"Or do you want to fight me?"

"Then you can certainly try. I might not be able to beat you."

Although Fu Nansheng was also in a civilian role, he was, after all, the head of a family, and his cultivation was nothing to scoff at.

However.

"The moment you attack me, your name will already be written on the death sentence verdict."

As he spoke, Lu Ding looked at the surrounding Fu family members: "After you die, even if I can't beat you, can't I handle them? Just watch how I deal with them then."

His smile widened.

Wisps of black smoke rose.

Arrogant, rampant, utterly lawless!

Lu Ding was never one of those self-righteous investigators.

His professional spirit was strong, but his personal will was also not something to be pushed back.

This blatant threat was all about: "If you're not convinced, go report me; if you're unhappy, come fight me—see if you die or not."

Fu Nansheng had just been momentarily overcome with rage; he hadn't actually planned to fight Lu Ding.

Now, it was like a bucket of cold water was dumped over his head, instantly sobering him up.

After all, he was Xinghe's father; they still had to follow some procedures, more or less.

Fu Nansheng looked at Qiu Jinyun and Fu Xinghe again: "Is there really no chance anymore..."

Qiu Jinyun extended her hand: "Please, Family Head Fu, return my things to me."

Fu Nansheng laughed mockingly: "Return, I'll return them right away."

With that, he waved for people to move them.

Soon, large and small boxes of dowry were brought out.

After checking them one by one, Qiu Jinyun said, "The Buddha's Heart Eye Stamen and the Guanyin Life-Death Grass are still missing."

Fu Nansheng froze in place. Behind him, the Fu family's second son, Fu Nanzai, and the Fu family's fourth child Fu Nanyun's husband, Chen Shijie, quietly took a step back.

These two rare natural treasures...

One was used by Fu Nansheng to help his second brother break through his cultivation realm, and the other was given by Fu Nansheng to his younger sister as part of her dowry.

Of course, Qiu Jinyun knew about these things at the time, and she had agreed back then.

After all, the situation was different then; the Fu family wasn't as prosperous as it is now. When Fu Nansheng's younger sister was getting married, the dowry that served as the foundation couldn't be shabby.

As the eldest sister-in-law, she had to show her support.

But that was all in the past. Now that they were dissolving the marriage, and the Qiu family could return double the betrothal gifts, and the Fu family was no longer in those difficult straits, these things must be returned.

Fu Nansheng explained: "These two rare natural treasures are too special and hard to find. I can use other, better ones to make up for them."

"I want my original things back!"

At this moment, Qiu Jinyun's attitude was terrifyingly firm. Fu Nansheng only felt that the wife before him was so unfamiliar; she had never spoken to him like this before.

"Give me some time."

"Write an IOU."

Lu Ding spoke up.

Fu Nansheng: "What!?"

Fu Xinghe, who had been standing beside his mother, took a step forward to stand in front of her, raising his voice: "Brother Lu said write an IOU!!!!"

Fu Nansheng looked at his son with complex emotions.

In an instant, he seemed to have lost all his strength and means.

"I'll write it, I'll write it."

Paper and pen were brought. Fu Nansheng forcefully wrote the words on the IOU.

"Jinyun, Xinghe, I was wrong to you... Can you give me a chance to make it up to you? I will change. I really will change."