Chapter 545

Hou Wendong entered the VVIP Ward and walked up to Li Hanyu. He bowed slightly and handed her a small piece of note paper with both hands.

Li Hanyu's mind had always been delicate and sensitive; she immediately sensed Hou Wendong's attitude toward her this time, which had become several degrees more respectful compared to before.

She slowly extended her hand, took the note paper, her gaze lightly scanning the content on the paper, then without changing expression folded the paper strip in half twice, tucked it properly into her upper garment pocket, and said softly:

"Secretary Hou, you've worked hard."

Hou Wendong's mouth corner held a perfectly appropriate smile, and he responded with utmost propriety:

"Madam overstates it; these are all within my duties."

Li Hanyu seemed to casually ask again:

"Has the scene been handled properly? What exactly were the death states of those two people?"

Hou Wendong knew clearly in his heart what kind of answer Li Hanyu wanted to hear, so he replied in accordance with her wishes:

"Madam rest assured, the scene was handled very cleanly; Li Shang also said no clues were left at the scene.

As for those two corpses, their death states were truly too horrible to look at; they must have suffered inhuman torture while alive, that degree of pain, compared to being directly blown to death, is probably a hundred times more painful."

"Good, so very good!"

Li Hanyu's lip corner raised a heart-palpitating arc; that smile mixed maternal gentleness with the satisfaction after revenge.

Hou Wendong held his breath, watching this elegant woman walk slowly toward the huge fish tank.

The dim blue glow of the repair fluid wandered on her face, cutting that well-maintained countenance into fragments of interlaced light and shadow.

Her reflection and Qian Huan's mutilated body overlapped on the glass, like a distorted Madonna and Child painting.

"Huan'er, Mother has avenged you."

Her fingertip lightly touched the cold glass, tracing the outline of her son's blood-and-flesh-blurred contour,

"But this still isn't enough, is it?"

Watching this warm scene before him, cold sweat seeped from Hou Wendong's back; he expressionlessly retreated toward the door and gently closed it behind him.

"Rest assured, Mother will definitely guard your life's work for you, until you wake up."

Li Hanyu's voice echoed in the ward like a dream murmur,

"Fortunately there is a good dog under you who is dead-set loyal to you, otherwise Mother wouldn't have been able to think of a way."

Just then, the door opened again.

Wang Xinfa walked in, followed by the Maitreya Buddha-like Du Zhangle.

Wang Xinfa's suit was crisp, the diamond on his tie clip flickering under the light, utterly out of place with the ward's bleak atmosphere.

His gaze lingered on the fish tank for a moment, then fell on Li Hanyu's injured eye; his brows immediately knitted into a heart-aching arc.

The gloom and madness on Li Hanyu's face vanished, and she once again put on that sorrowful expression, the switch as fast as changing masks.

"I'm sorry, the Executive Government has a meeting, I….."

Wang Xinfa stepped forward quickly, both hands gripping Li Hanyu's shoulders, his voice full of pity,

"What did the doctor say?"

Li Hanyu leaned against his shoulder naturally, her single eye timely welling with tears, the gauze covering her other eye making her look all the more pitiable:

"The doctor said Qian Huan's condition is very bad….."

Her fingers tightly clutched Wang Xinfa's suit front, like a helpless little woman, sobbing softly.

Du Zhangle stood at the side, his round face piled with a humble smile, yet his eyes unobtrusively scanned the entire ward.

From the life monitor's data, to Qian Huan's appearance in the fish tank, to Li Hanyu's delicate and pitiful expression.

Du Zhangle's small eyes, narrowed until the slits were almost invisible, were collecting every bit of information like a scanner.

Wang Xinfa, like the most considerate husband, soothed Li Hanyu with gentle words for a long while, then suddenly seemed to remember something, turned sideways and introduced:

"Look at my memory; this is Du Zhangle. I heard after Qian Huan's incident, he insisted on coming with me to pay a visit."

Li Hanyu wiped away the tears at her eye corners and looked at Du Zhangle with great gratitude:

"Although I don't work in the Executive Government, I've also heard your name many times, know you're a capable aide under the Councilor; thank you for coming to visit, truly too thankful."

Du Zhangle's face bloomed with a simple, honest smile; paired with his round fleshy face, it easily inspired good impression.

Wang Xinfa timely patted Li Hanyu's back gently, his tone gentle to the point of near cruelty:

"Qian Huan's situation is indeed heartbreaking, but the 'Bajiao Lan' proposal has already passed the Executive Government; it really cannot be delayed.

I plan to have Zhangle temporarily manage the Second Prison; what do you think?"

Wang Xinfa's voice was gentle, his face full of smiles, yet Li Hanyu only heard from it a cold-bloodedness seeped into the bone.

She had long guessed Wang Xinfa would find someone to replace Qian Huan, and for this she was mentally prepared, but she absolutely never expected Wang Xinfa's move would be this fast, not even willing to wait one more day.

Such decisiveness and ruthlessness still exceeded Li Hanyu's imagination.

Du Zhangle then stepped forward from the side, apologizing profusely as he interjected to explain:

"Madam need not overthink; when I came I already agreed with the Councilor, it's only to temporarily act as Prison Warden at the Second Prison, to help tide over this difficult period."

He paused, his small eyes strained wide, full of sincerity:

"Only waiting for Prison Warden Qian to wake up and recuperate his bodily injuries, he can immediately return to the Second Prison to preside over the overall situation; at that time, the Councilor will naturally transfer me back to the Hidden Gate Special Operations Department.

Not afraid Madam will laugh at me; having stayed in the Hidden Gate for long, coming out I really find it somewhat hard to part with."

That simple, honest appearance — anyone who saw it would think Du Zhangle was an honest man forced onto the stage by Wang Xinfa.

Words have been spoken to this extent; where would there be room for Li Hanyu to say half a 'no' character.

If she showed the slightest dissatisfaction now, tonight she might well receive Qian Huan's critical condition notice.

"No need."

Li Hanyu wiped away the tears at her eye corners, raised her head to meet Wang Xinfa's reflective lenses, voice choked yet carrying determination,

"No need for temporary acting; from now on just trouble Zhangle to manage it."

Upon hearing the first 'no' character, a coldness flashed in Wang Xinfa's eye depths, then gradually turned warm, his mouth corner hooking a satisfied arc.

"I never agreed to let Qian Huan go to the Second Prison from the start; it was his late uncle who insisted he go to the prison to be tempered."

Li Hanyu stood up, gently broke free of Wang Xinfa's hand, walked to the fish tank, her fingers lightly stroking the glass, she said in a trembling voice,

"Now it's fine; the tempering left not a single piece of intact skin on him, and he's going down to join his uncle."

The ward fell into a brief silence.

Du Zhangle cleared his throat at the right moment:

"Madam speaks too seriously; Prison Warden Qian is young and accomplished, merely unfortunately harmed by petty people, but I believe with Madam's care, Prison Warden Qian will wake up again soon……"

Li Hanyu hurriedly interrupted Du Zhangle's blessing; how is this a blessing, this is urging someone to their death.

This person hasn't even become prison warden yet, and already harbors such ill intentions; if he truly takes charge of the Second Prison, can Qian Huan still have a way to live?

Li Hanyu's complexion grew increasingly delicate, her face full of maternal radiance:

"That mess at the Second Prison, the councilor can arrange it however he likes; I only hope my son can wake up, and once he wakes, I will absolutely not allow him to go to a dangerous place like the prison anymore."

I have only this one son; I don't ask him to be ambitious or successful, I only hope he can always stay by my side.

If he can wake up by then, I also hope the councilor can find Huan'er a safe and idle position to stay in, doing some easy work will do."

Wang Xinfa's mouth corner curved into a satisfied arc, and he meaningfully scanned Du Zhangle with a glance.

Du Zhangle's whole body of fat trembled, and his round face immediately piled on an expression of alarm, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes squeezed into a chrysanthemum shape.

"What nonsense are you saying."

Wang Xinfa didn't let Du Zhangle speak anymore; he stood up and walked over, embracing Li Hanyu from behind, sighing with indulgence,

"Is Qian Huan only your son?"

Warm breath brushed past her ear,

"He is also my son."

End of Chapter