Marrying My Bestie's Ferocious Brother - He Calls Me His Baby!-Chapter 238 - 237: Ruined and Desolate? You Brought This on Yourself!

Chapter 238: Chapter 237: Ruined and Desolate? You Brought This on Yourself!

Meng Dehai collapsed on the ground.

Like a puddle of mud that can’t be supported.

Political Commissioner Zhou didn’t even glance at him.

That look was full of chill.

"Take him away."

Political Commissioner Zhou said to the officer next to him.

"Take him to the security office for isolation and investigation."

"Also."

He paused.

"Send someone to check his home."

"Check carefully to see if there are any other issues."

Two security office officers immediately stepped forward.

One on each side, they lifted Meng Dehai up.

Meng Dehai’s legs felt as soft as noodles, being dragged out.

The young officer in the corner, upon seeing this scene, was terrified out of his mind.

He scrambled and crawled to Political Commissioner Zhou’s feet.

"Commissioner! Commissioner, I report!"

"I have more to confess!"

He pointed at the dragged away Meng Dehai, his voice sharp.

"Meng Dehai not only used public power for personal revenge!"

"He also made me secretly exchange logistics department’s coal tickets for money!"

"All the money from the exchange, he kept for himself!"

"And he replaced the meat for the students’ canteen with inferior products, all the good ones were taken by his relatives!"

One after another.

These things, one after another.

The young officer, for his own survival, revealed all of Meng Dehai’s secrets.

Political Commissioner Zhou’s face grew darker and darker.

After listening, he looked down at the little man wagging his tail in a fawning manner.

"Finished?"

"Finished..." The young officer’s eyes were full of expectation.

"Very well."

Political Commissioner Zhou turned to the security office personnel.

"Take him along too."

"As an important stained witness, lock him up and question him later."

The hope on the young officer’s face vanished instantly.

He slumped on the ground, his face ashen.

...

Director’s building.

Meng Ting’s home remained in complete darkness.

The smell of electrical burning in the air grew stronger and stronger.

"Mom, why hasn’t the power come back yet?"

Meng Ting asked impatiently.

"What time is it already, what are the logistics people doing!"

Liu Fen fumbled in the dark and lit a candle.

"Didn’t your dad go to deal with it?"

"Don’t worry, with your dad around, how could our family be shortchanged?"

Her words had just fallen.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The door was pounded loudly.

Rough and forceful.

"Who is it! Rushing like death’s call in the middle of the night!"

Liu Fen walked over impatiently and yanked the door open.

At the door stood four men in uniform.

Expressions serious.

The leading one showed his credentials.

"School security office."

"We received a report suspecting Comrade Meng Dehai of serious economic and conduct issues, we now need to search here."

Liu Fen was stunned.

"Search? On what grounds do you have to search!"

She immediately put on the airs of a director’s wife, hands on hips.

"Do you know whose house this is? This is the home of Director Meng of the logistics department!"

"I dare you to make a move!"

The leading officer’s face remained expressionless.

He stepped aside.

Revealing behind him, a Meng Dehai being held by two officers, looking dejected.

"He is no longer a director."

The officer’s voice was flat and indifferent.

Liu Fen’s arrogance dissipated instantly.

She looked at her husband, being held like a dead dog.

Her legs gave way, nearly unable to stand.

In the corridor, neighbors who heard the commotion opened their doors.

Eyes full of curiosity and schadenfreude were cast over.

"Move aside."

The security officer pushed Liu Fen aside and walked straight in.

Meng Ting screamed.

"What are you doing! This is my house!"

No one paid her any mind.

The security officers put on gloves and began rummaging through things.

"Found two unopened radios under the bed."

"A large amount of national grain tickets and cloth tickets found in the closet’s interlayer..."

"In the sauerkraut jar on the balcony, a package of gold bars wrapped in oil paper."

Each item was retrieved.

Placed on the living room floor.

What Liu Fen used to flaunt, now became damning evidence.

Liu Fen looked at those items, at the neighbors’ pointing and laughing gazes.

She only felt the world spinning.

Stripped bare in public.

Lost face completely.

...

Faculty Building No. 3.

Lin Wan Yi’s home.

Inside, a solitary lamp glowed warmly like spring.

On the table were several bowls of steaming noodles.

The noodles were white, topped with a golden fried egg, and a few pieces of green vegetables floated on top.

The aroma was irresistible.

Gu Yanshen fed two children, settling them in a cradle.

He picked up a bowl and ate the noodles in large mouthfuls.

After finishing, he looked at Lin Wan Yi across the table, sipping her noodle soup gracefully.

"You’re really something."

Gu Yanshen said.

"If it were me, I might have taken action today."

Lin Wan Yi laughed.

She put down her bowl, wiped the corner of her mouth.

"To deal with a fly, you don’t need a cannon."

"Letting him crash into the glass himself, isn’t that more satisfying?"

Her gaze fell on the carpet.

Little Gu An was sitting cross-legged.

In front of him was the burned-out fuse he had taken from the main electrical box.

The little guy held a tiny pair of tweezers in one hand and a small brush in the other.

Seriously trying to clean the black ash off it.

His earnest look, as if he were restoring a peerless treasure.

Lin Wan Yi and Gu Yanshen exchanged glances.

And both laughed.

...

Director’s building.

The Meng household had turned into ruins.

The security personnel had just left.

The floor was in chaos.

Liu Fen sat on the ground, hair disheveled, her eyes empty.

Meng Ting was still in a state of shock, yet to recover.

"Ring ring ring—!"

The jarring phone rang abruptly in the silent room.

Meng Ting shivered in fright.

She walked over numbly and picked up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Is this student Meng Ting?"

On the other end, a businesslike male voice.

"I’m from the school administration."

"I..."

"I’m notifying you."

The other party gave her no chance to speak.

"Due to the extremely egregious nature of your father Meng Dehai’s disciplinary issues, with a terrible impact, the school has decided to re-examine your student status issue."

"Moreover."

"Regarding the regional power grid anomaly incident, upon investigation by the municipal power supply bureau, the main person responsible is Meng Dehai."

"All public and private property losses caused by this are to be borne entirely by your side."

"According to preliminary statistics, seven 14-inch black-and-white TVs, twenty-five radios, various lighting fixtures..."

"Equivalent to a total of 13,800 yuan."

"Please pay the compensation at the school finance office within three days."

Thirteen thousand eight hundred yuan.

Like a bolt from the blue.

Blasted Meng Ting’s mind into a blank.

"Clatter."

The phone slipped from her hand.

Her whole being felt like it had been drained of bones, collapsing on the floor.

It’s over.

Everything is over.

Liu Fen slowly lifted her head.

Her hollow eyes fixed on her daughter.

No crying.

No shouting.

Just staring.

A few seconds later.

She crawled up from the floor, eyes red, pounced on Meng Ting.

"It’s all your fault!"

Her voice hoarse like a broken gong.

"It’s all because of you, the bringer of bad luck!"

"If it wasn’t for you provoking that woman named Lin! How would our family end up like this!"

"You ruined your dad! You ruined this family!"

"You ruined me!"

She raised her hand.

Using all her strength.

"Slap!"

A crisp slap.

Echoed through the dark room.