My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady-Chapter 626: Retribution for Being Late 34

Xi Yan and Xi Yang originally thought themselves boundless, but in front of Xi Nian, they seemed so naive and foolish.

That guy is truly the embodiment of wickedness to the core, you know?

After listening to the words spoken by Xi Nian on the phone, Xi Yan instantly wore a look of enlightenment, "Big brother, we got it. We’re on it. Just take care of yourself and Beibei too, tell her not to be scared. We won’t let anything happen to her on our watch."

Xi Nian laughed, "I know, don’t worry. Beibei is fine, she is well taken care of in the hospital. She was just a bit frightened. Her boyfriend’s condition is slightly worse, but still okay - it’s just an arm injury, not like he can’t look after himself. To be honest, according to me, it’s nothing serious."

Xi Yan, "Big brother, you better not let Beibei hear you say that. She won’t like you if you criticize her boyfriend like that. You’re so petty."

"Go get busy, you talk too much."

...

Xi Zhen first met with the leaders of the relevant departments. These leaders were direct-line superiors with considerable authority. After the pleasantries with Qin Zhen, they smiled meaningfully, "President Xi, this matter... we could help, but you know, sometimes helping others is akin to harming oneself."

Qin Zhen obviously understood this principle; domestic regulations were strict, and nearly every action was constrained.

By saying so, the leader was being protective of their own reputation.

While understanding is one thing, asking for help still proceeded as planned.

The leader said to Qin Zhen, "There are specific individuals in charge of this matter. My advice to you is not to invite trouble upon yourself. The background of the issue is complex, so cherish your reputation and don’t meddle in affairs that don’t concern you."

Although the other side, being an overseas Chinese enterprise, had contributed a substantial amount in domestic taxes, certain principles meant it was inappropriate to know too much.

The dinner ended on a sour note, with Qin Zhen also leaving the other party displeased. Businessmen reek of greed, and the price offered was indeed tempting, but in the face of an unshakable mountain, it only served to excite temptation, not surpass other considerations.

The leader declined Qin Zhen’s request and the perfunctory red envelope multiple times and pushed it away.

Xi Zhen, not willing to give up, repeated his request after the leader stood up, but the answer remained virtually unchanged.

Long after, Qin Zhen exited the private room feeling more humiliated than ever. Zhao Shuqin was still waiting for his update, yet his own progress was anything but smooth.

The butler followed behind Qin Zhen and after a while spoke up indifferently, "Master, your main reason for coming here was to take back Huanya, and now it’s almost within your grasp. But suddenly you’ve stopped everything. What are you thinking? Do you still want to continue?"

Qin Zhen sighed, tired, "Do you think I made a mistake back then? To keep him safe, I put the lives of the whole family in his hands, but all these years, he hasn’t warmed to us nor can he be trusted.

Back then, my children died one after another under mysterious circumstances. I regret it now, but..."

A mocking sneer flashed deep within the butler’s eyes, clearly losing patience with this outwardly respectful old master.

He didn’t offer any words of comfort, just stated, "But it’s too late."

Indeed, it was too late.

If only he had thought further ahead back then, he wouldn’t be dealing with so much trouble now.

Zhao Shuqin, in the butler’s eyes, was nothing but trash born in the wilderness, utterly unmatched for Qin Zhen. He was rather unclear about how they even came to be associated.

Qin Zhen let out a long sigh, turned his head and looked at the butler, "You’ve probably looked down on me all these years, haven’t you? I’m not a kind person, yet I’ve tolerated Zhao Shuqin to such an extent. I’m not a very patient person, yet I can swallow my anger in front of Zhao Shuqin;

"I don’t know if I’m blind, but after all these years, she is still the one I think about the most."

The words the butler was about to blurt out got stuck in his throat. He suddenly felt that it was best to say nothing at all. After all, the Chairman Xi before him was no longer the same man he knew; his schemes were too profound to know who he was calculating against in the blink of an eye.

...

The news on the internet changes day by day. The heat of the Christmas murder case had cooled down somewhat, no longer at the top of the news.

But still, there were quite a few people persistently waiting for an answer.

However, they were only a minority of people.

Suddenly, on the third day after Christmas, this often-suppressed topic saw a surge of interest, and many netizens began to theorize conspiracies.

In fact, they were right to suspect a conspiracy.

"Damn, who made the Christmas murder case’s heat die down? MMP, could it be that the criminal just gets off scot-free and we’re not entitled to watch? Has the relevant department concluded the case here? What about the motive? What about compensation? I’ve been following this news for so long, and you’re just gonna show me these celebrity gossips?"

"Exactly, the Christmas murder case had a huge impact. The officials were perfunctory, and the evidence was too, couldn’t be that they give us some drunk-driving answer and expect us to believe that, could it?"

"The internet tycoons and their capital really are remarkable. As long as you have power behind you, you needn’t worry about your own incompetence."

"This is too much; now they don’t allow anything to be posted. If that’s the case, they might as well cancel the official blog—a lifetime of being unable to log in, that type."

"The Christmas murder case is a very serious social incident. If this matter isn’t clarified, are we going to let more people get hurt?"

Meng Qiuyan and Qi Younian immediately retweeted some of the netizens’ questions and then added a sentence, "Thank you for your trust in us, and thank you all for caring about us. No worries, I’m at the hospital getting IV, just superficial injuries, but the impact really isn’t good."

Meng Qiuyan is a celebrity, and a rising starlet at that—there’s no need to mention her influence. Since she reposted it, many people began to petition jointly.

The message was out of control for a time, and even the controlled comments wouldn’t dare to speak or write this way.

Many people felt they had the right to know the truth, especially since they had been following for so long. Qi Younian then posted an official microblog, very simply stating, "Everyone, please calm down. We will definitely pursue this matter to the end. Otherwise, wouldn’t Meng Qiuyan and I have been injured for nothing?

"Rest assured, we will not let this go easily. If the other party does not give us a satisfactory answer, then let’s meet in court."

The netizens were won over by Qi Younian’s strong stance.

At that time, Qi Younian was lying in a hospital bed, being taken care of by Meng Qiuyan. He had a minor skin injury on his arm, not too serious, but he acted as if he was seriously disabled and unable to take care of himself. Every time Meng Qiuyan scolded him, he would use the excuse that he was injured because he wanted to protect her, that his arm was weak, and he needed to be fed.

Meng Qiuyan was also impressed with his shamelessness and resigned herself to feeding him.

"Qi Younian, are you a pig?"

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