Chapter 513: Betrayal? I Have a Clear Conscience!

Li Hanyu absolutely never expected that Qin Liang would sell her out less than a second after hanging up the phone.

In her view, Qin Liang should have been trustworthy.

This was not because she trusted Qin Liang deeply, but simply because Feng Mu had only been in the Second Prison for about a month at most.

He had almost no foundation in the prison; all his power and status came from her son Qian Huan.

Put plainly, in Li Hanyu's eyes, Feng Mu's position as Director of the Internal Investigation Department was rootless duckweed, a castle in the air—if her son woke up, a single word could remove him.

Feng Mu was merely a knife in her son's hand, while Qin Liang was an old-timer of the Second Prison.

By time and by reason, the probability of Qin Liang helping Feng Mu conceal things or lie was infinitesimal.

Moreover, her phone call had been a spur-of-the-moment decision!

Li Hanyu's logic was not wrong; she merely made the mistake every superior makes—arrogance.

Of course, Li Hanyu's "final confirmation" of Feng Mu would not stop there.

With her suspicious nature, she would surely send someone to the Second Prison again to conduct a more detailed and deeper investigation.

However, as far as this phone call was concerned, Li Hanyu's suspicions of Feng Mu dropped by half, and Feng Mu's credibility in her heart rose to 85%.

This was already a very high number.

You should know that even Councilor Wang Xinfā, whom she knew inside out, had only a pitiful 40% credibility in her heart.

Actually, it was still 60% in the morning, but the red marks pinched on her arm forcibly cut away 20%.

"Qin Liang did remind me, and that Wang Cong..."

This woman was not lacking in quick wit; back when Qian Tong died suddenly, she chose to keep the death secret and took Qian Tong's corpse to the Guangming Group to "kick up a fuss," which speaks volumes.

At this moment, her brain spun rapidly, with various clues and possibilities constantly intertwining and colliding in her Nao Hai.

Suddenly, as if she had thought of some crucial point, the whole person was jolted awake.

"My son once told me that the 'Eight-Cornered Cage Beast Fighting Plan' was originally Wang Cong's idea.

At that time, my son wanted to claim this plan for himself, but later the situation in the Second Prison took a sudden turn for the worse, so he had no choice but to push Wang Cong to the forefront.

Thinking about it this way, Wang Cong might not necessarily bear no grudge in his heart..."

This discovery made Li Hanyu break out in a cold chill.

And this first meeting, Wang Cong came in a hurry and left in a hurry, an image of being indifferent to Qian Huan's life or death and unfeeling and unrighteous further deepened Li Hanyu's suspicion.

Her complexion turned gloomy, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in her eyes, and immediately after, she made a second phone call.

This time, her tone was much gentler:

"Hello, Xiaoyue, are you at the Group today? I have something I want to ask you. I want to know if Wang Cong went to the Guangming Group today, yes, that man carrying a gourd on his back..."

In the gap while waiting for a reply, she timely added a sentence, her tone full of exhaustion:

"Qian Huan is still in the Rescue Room, but the doctor says his life is temporarily saved. Okay, thank you."

After politely hanging up the phone, Li Hanyu's face was filled with sinister killing intent.

The phone call was made to the Front Desk manager of the Guangming Group.

The Front Desk manager's answer confirmed her worst guess:

After leaving the Hospital, Wang Cong went straight to the Guangming Group, and until this moment, he was still in Lu Zong's Office having a secret discussion, not having left.

"Couldn't wait for my son to die, and hurriedly went to find Lu Zong to wag his tail—truly a wolf-hearted, dog-lunged thing."

Li Hanyu's anger surged in her heart, but unfortunately she had to stay by her son's side now; otherwise, she would rush to the Guangming Group in a minute to see Wang Cong's ugly face in person.

Li Hanyu did not know that after Guangming Group Front Desk Manager Zou Xiaoyue hung up the phone, she quickly walked into the Elevator area.

The metal door of the Elevator reflected her professional smile, and the numbers inside the Elevator quickly jumped to the second-to-last floor.

The secretary at the Gate led her into Lu Zong's reception Shi.

"Lu Zong, Lady Li Hanyu called to inquire."

Zou Xiaoyue's gaze swept over the figure on the Sofa carrying a strange Gourd,

"the visiting situation of this guest."

Lu Chenjia made an "oh" sound and looked at Wang Cong with interest; Wang Cong's face showed no guilt, and his Butt sat as steady as ever.

Lu Chenjia: "How did you answer her?"

"I told her the truth. Besides..." Zou Xiaoyue's Eyelashes lowered slightly, and she added: "Qian Huan's life has been saved."

This sentence finally made Wang Cong's brow move; Lu Chenjia took everything into his eyes and waved his hand.

Zou Xiaoyue maintained a 45-degree bow posture and silently withdrew from the Office.

Lu Chenjia raised his teacup; the steaming heat blurred his playful expression: "Qian Huan indeed has a big life. What do you think?"

Wang Cong straightened his back, the Gourd behind him swaying slightly:

"Prison Warden Qian has great fortune and a big life. If he can survive and return to the Second Prison as soon as possible to preside over work, that would naturally be the best. I am sincerely happy for him."

Lu Chenjia chuckled softly:

"I know Li Hanyu very well. This woman is very suspicious. You sitting here now, she is probably already marking you down in her heart."

Wang Cong's expression was solemn, and he said in a serious tone:

"The 'Eight-Cornered Cage Beast Fighting Plan' embodies my painstaking efforts and is also Prison Warden Qian's lifelong wish. I just feel that instead of staying at the Hospital and doing nothing, it is better to seize every moment and do our best to ensure the plan proceeds smoothly.

This must also be what Prison Warden Qian most wants to see after waking up. Only in this way can I repay Prison Warden Qian's cultivation."

The smile in Lu Chenjia's eyes deepened:

"Unfortunately, Li Hanyu may not understand you that way."

Wang Cong's face was full of righteousness:

"If one's body is upright, one does not fear a crooked shadow. I have done all this with a clear conscience."

Lu Chenjia was infected by Wang Cong's righteousness, and undisguised appreciation finally appeared in his eyes:

"Good, young people should have this kind of responsibility. If Qian Huan can have a subordinate like you, even if he dies on the Hospital Bed right now, he can die with no regrets."

Wang Cong's eye sockets reddened slightly, and he spoke with deep emotion:

"Lu Zong, at this critical moment, please allow me to take on the heavy responsibility of the Second Prison."

His voice was loud and powerful,

"I, Wang Cong, swear by the Prison Warden Qian I respect most that I have done all this without the slightest selfishness; otherwise, may Prison Warden Qian never wake up for the rest of his life."

Lu Chenjia's eyelids twitched, and he pondered for a long time.

He was very satisfied with Wang Cong; the blueprint the other spoke of was even grander than what Qian Huan had previously envisioned.

Either Qian Huan had not told all to him before, or Wang Cong had been hiding something from Qian Huan from the very beginning.

Lu Chenjia misunderstood Wang Cong.

Wang Cong was not hiding something from Qian Huan; he was hiding +1+1+1+1….. hands!

Looking at the Wang Cong before him who bore righteousness on iron shoulders, Lu Chenjia calculated in his heart for a while, then said calmly:

"This way, you first return to the Second Prison to stabilize the situation, but rest assured, the Eight-Cornered Cage Beast Fighting Plan will not be abandoned halfway."

Lu Chenjia interrupted Wang Cong's words and said meaningfully:

"Don't be anxious, after all, Prison Warden Qian isn't dead, is he?"

End of Chapter