Chapter 220

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Protagonist:

Lin Xiyu

"Say something?"

Wu Meng didn't know the truth, stamping her feet in anxiety: "What exactly did you say to her? If you don't step forward to clarify things and let others guess wildly, won't the rumors just spread all over the place?"

Wang Fan didn't want to answer, simply closing his eyes.

"Buzz buzz."

Wu Meng wanted to keep questioning, but her mobile phone vibrated twice at that moment, and the interrupted call number rang again.

Seeing it was Lin Xiyu, she hurriedly flipped open the flip phone and answered.

"Mengmeng, tell Wang Fan, let him not be anxious....."

Lin Xiyu's voice was like heavenly music, sounding especially pleasant at this moment: "Guben has already thought of a way to resolve this matter. Let him find a place to hide for two days, avoid the limelight, and make a public appearance after public opinion shifts......"

"Okay, I'll tell him right away."

Wu Meng was very close to Wang Fan; actually, he could hear it too.

Hearing Lin Xiyu's voice, his eyelids twitched, and he opened his eyes.

"Xiyu told you to avoid the limelight."

After hearing Lin Xiyu's words, Wu Meng finally felt relieved and was no longer as panicked as before: "Later, when you go out, don't drive the sports car; it's too conspicuous. Avoid those reporters and find a discreet way to leave."

"I didn't steal or rob anything, what's there to be afraid of?"

Wang Fan pretended not to care, but actually took Lin Xiyu's words to heart.

"Change cars....."

Xu Si was experienced in this kind of thing: "Drive straight out from the underground parking lot; no one will be able to discover it."

"When are you leaving?"

Wu Meng no longer had the mood to collect debts: "I'll leave together with you."

"It's best to leave right now......"

Xu Si glanced at Wang Fan and gave her suggestion: "If those reporters become impatient and force their way in, it won't be so easy to get away again."

"Then let's go."

Wu Meng urged him closely, unable to wait a moment.

Wang Fan was now an investor in Xingyao Free Tour, equivalent to a behind-the-scenes financier; she truly didn't want him to get into trouble.

"Are you going out together too?"

Seeing her anxious like an ant on a hot pot, restless, both angry and amused, he developed a mind to tease her: "I'm now entangled in scandals; aren't you afraid of being implicated by me, having people discover it and mistakenly think there's something between us?"

"I'm truly speechless."

Wu Meng was so angry she wanted to bite him: "At a time like this, you can still make such jokes? Were you born in the Year of the Pig? Aren't you afraid of being scalded by boiling water?"

"I was thinking, where should I hide for these two days?"

Wang Fan smiled black-belliedly and said: "How about this? Anyway, Liangzi isn't here either. Why don't we just make do living together for two days? I'll just stay at your place?"

"Huh?!"

Wu Meng was stunned, retorting without thinking: "No, no, my house is too small; it can't hold a great Buddha like you."

"If you don't let me stay, I won't give you money."

Wang Fan continued black-belliedly: "Let's see who can outlast whom."

Wu Meng helplessly rubbed her forehead: "My little shabby rental is too small; two people can't live comfortably in it."

Wang Fan couldn't understand: "You haven't bought a house yet? When do you plan to drag it out until?"

Wu Meng was so angry she wanted to vomit blood: "Is this the time to discuss whether you've bought a house or not?"

"As a friend of a real estate developer....."

Wang Fan answered irrelevantly: "You and Liangzi don't have money to buy a house; I feel you're looking down on me....."

"I'm going to die."

Wu Meng wailed, no longer in the mood to argue with him.

"Hehe."

Looking at her lifeless expression, Wang Fan finally vented the tightfisted anger he had held in for a long time.

Accompanied by his assistant, he stood up from the chair very leisurely and left the office first.

It turned out Wu Meng's worry was completely unnecessary.

Inside the Dingsheng Industry Building, there was a dedicated President Elevator that went directly to the underground garage.

Wang Fan got into his assistant's car, smoothly avoided the reporters, went directly to the airport, took the nearest flight to Sanya, and left Shanghai.

——

Guben did not let those who framed him get what they wanted; instead, he turned the crisis into an opportunity.

That very evening, at his newly established game company, he held a news conference, cleverly avoiding the Dragon Bed matter, and made public his life background and his karmic bond with Zhang Xiaoqian.

"After your mother went to the United States, why did she commit suicide?"

A reporter spoke sharply, striking straight at the heart: "Was it because after she regained her senses, she remembered the truth of her bribery, and thus committed suicide out of guilt?"

"No."

Guben spoke righteously: "I firmly believe my mother did not take bribes; she was framed, innocently implicated. As her son, I have never doubted her; I only feel grief and heartache."

"That briber businessman, knowing full well my mother had not participated in that project, still insisted she had given him special treatment. This made me very disappointed in human nature. Because of this matter, I chose to become a lawyer, wanting to use my modest strength to defend those who are wronged and suffering."

——

"Have you ever thought that even if you have this idea, you can surely realize your heart's desire?"

Another reporter sympathized deeply with his ordeal, her attitude visibly much gentler: "After all, your family background makes you easy to be denounced, and facts prove that your career as a lawyer hit Waterloo because of this matter, and you were even forced to resign."

"I have."

Guben admitted candidly: "Even so, I still hope to be able to help those in need, offer them free consultation, and contribute my modest share to the best of my ability."

"I believe what you say......"

That reporter was very satisfied with his answer: "I also hope you can walk the talk, keep your original intention, and persist all the way."

"Thank you."

Guben's eyes showed gratitude, and he thanked her very sincerely.

As the two smiled at each other, the atmosphere at the press conference became much more harmonious, and the reporters' questions were no longer so aggressive.

"I have a question......"

Another reporter seized the opportunity to ask: "What is your relationship with the general manager of Dingsheng Industry? Why is he also involved with the deceased perpetrator, appearing at the bar before his death? Do you know what he said then, to the point of stimulating the perpetrator into madness, rushing out of the bar, and being hit and killed by a car?"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was a moment of silence at the press conference, and everyone's gaze once again focused on Guben.

"I know......"

Guben was well prepared and had already thought up his words: "The general manager of Dingsheng Industry and I are childhood friends; we are very close, and he is also one of the people who knew about the hit-and-run incident."

"My wife was injured by a car and unfortunately miscarried. He was dissatisfied with the court's verdict, so when he happened to encounter the perpetrator drinking at the bar, he vented his emotions and said a word to him."

"He said, 'That little baby you killed is standing right in front of you, watching you.'"

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"Ah!"

"You mean that?"

"That woman has a guilty conscience; hearing that, she wouldn't not be afraid."

"No wonder she was stimulated and had an episode again."

"That makes sense; it was her own fault. She caused someone to miscarry and suffered retribution."

"This is completely different from the nature of premeditated murder. That woman brought it on herself and has nothing to do with others."

The press conference erupted into an uproar; the reporters obviously believed his words and all showed indignant expressions.

"That child was not born, never got to hear us call them Mom and Dad, and we are heartbroken too."

Guben's brows and eyes dimmed; thinking of the unborn little baby, his eyes showed a touch of sorrow again.

"Alas, what a fault."

"That woman is too hateful."

"How can there be such a vicious woman."

"Thinking of that child, I feel heartache."

"Exactly. Whoever dares to hurt my child, I would want to bite them to death."

Among the reporters who came to interview, many were already married with children; mothers with children put themselves in her shoes and sympathized with her all the more.

"You are still young; you will have children again."

The reporter who had been friendliest to Guben before spoke again, offering comfort in her own way.

"No, it's not that easy......"

Lin Xiyu had always been a listener, standing in the audience; hearing these words, her heart ached, and her eyes instantly filled with tears,

she spoke in a low voice, more like muttering to herself, but a sharp-eared reporter still heard and asked her a question.

"The doctor said......"

Lin Xiyu wept despondently: "This miscarriage caused uterine injury; it will be very difficult to get pregnant again."

"Ah?!"

"No way?"

"How could this be......"

Before the words faded, not only the interviewing reporters, but even Guben stood up in surprise from his chair and came over to her in a few steps.

"I'm sorry......"

Lin Xiyu sobbed as she cried: "I wanted to tell you, but was afraid of disturbing your game development."

"Don't say sorry......"

Guben was heartbroken to the extreme; the arm holding her trembled slightly: "It should be me who says it. I was at fault; I didn't take good care of you and let you suffer so much grievance."

"My heart hurts so much, so much......"

Lin Xiyu buried herself in his embrace, pouring out her sorrow: "Whenever I think of that child, I can't help but want to cry."

"Alas."

The reporters all listened with heavy hearts, sighs filling the air.

"Sorry everyone, today's interview ends here."

Guben had no mood to deal with the reporters anymore; he gave Wu Meng and the others a look and issued an order to see them out.

The reporters were all people of influence; they knew that staying longer would make them disliked, and they left one by one in a hurry.

"Xiyu, is what you said true?"

Seeing everyone had left, Guben asked again in disbelief.

On his usually calm and composed face was a panic and fluster never seen before.

"I also hope......"

Lin Xiyu smiled bitterly: "It is not true."

Guben held the person tightly, closing his eyes in pain.

The oppressive atmosphere reached its peak at this moment, making people unconsciously feel suffocated.

A reporter who turned around and saw this scene no longer had any doubts, and left the press conference scene with a camera on his back.

—

Early the next day, the content of the press conference topped the headlines of major newspapers.

Guben, with his extraordinary image of a business elite, sparked heated discussion among the general public.

The search volume of Xingyou Game Company on the internet surged, and the game Liar Hunter also benefited, with the player count skyrocketing, almost reaching its limit in a short time, to the extent that the server load was too high and some gameplay had to be temporarily closed.

Li Hao and the others were very excited, working overtime to maintain the servers and release more player resources, so that more players would have the opportunity to access the game and join in.

Wu Meng was not idle either; she took the opportunity to call Wang Fan, who was far away in Sanya, urging him for payment while also telling him the inside news about the press conference.

"Damn, I shouldn't have let her die so easily if I had known."

When Wang Fan heard that Lin Xiyu's uterus was damaged due to miscarriage and she might be infertile for life, he gritted his teeth in hatred and wished he could dig Zhang Xiaoqian out of the grave and let her die again.

"The person is dead; talking about this is meaningless now."

Wu Meng took the opportunity to urge payment: "If you want Xiyu to be happy, transfer the money quickly, stop dragging it out; you are only worth that much in her heart, don't mess it up yourself and wear away the last bit of goodwill."

"Let Xu Si transfer ten million to you later."

Wang Fan was not being affected this time; although Wu Meng's words were unpleasant, thinking of Lin Xiyu's suffering, he forcibly suppressed his anger.

"Okay."

Wu Meng behaved herself and stopped stimulating him: "You are a big boss making a fortune every day, you go ahead and be busy, I won't disturb you anymore."

"Hmph."

Wang Fan couldn't stand her hypocritical flattery, making a sound from his nose, taking it as a response.

Wu Meng knew when to stop and said no more, hanging up the phone herself.

—

Guben publicly stated at the press conference that he was willing to provide free legal consultation for the public in need, and through the reprinting of major newspapers, people who saw the news indeed came to visit one after another.

He had someone set up a reception room in the company specifically for this matter and assigned Zhao Yuncheng to be responsible for it.

Zhao Yuncheng had worked with him at the law firm for a period of time and knew how to deal with the public who came for consultation. For those with bad tempers who were easily angered, he would first soothe their emotions, and after their emotions stabilized, he would ask Guben to come and meet them.

Guben was good at manipulating people's hearts, and with professional knowledge to support him, he handled everything with ease.

For the public who came for consultation, whether big or small matters, he could accurately judge and point out the best solution for them.

As time passed, he gradually became well-known in the hearts of the public, and more people came for consultation; some then had the idea of inviting him to work at the law firm.

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One day at the end of September, Lin Xiyu, taking advantage of the weekend when there was no school, made some delicious food she liked at home and brought lunch to him at the company.

"Sorry, I have no intention of practicing law anymore."

Just as Guben hung up the phone when she entered the door, seeing her, the corner of his mouth curved slightly, he stood up from the chair and walked over to welcome her.

"Someone is looking for you again?"

Lin Xiyu handed him the lunch box in her hand, walked toward the sofa herself, took off her coat, and hung it on the coat rack.

"You should have some impression of this person."

Guben did not hide it and said with a smile: "Five years ago, when Wang Fan was injured, the person recommended to me by a professor at Fudan University was him."

"Your nominal senior brother?"

Lin Xiyu concentrated and thought for a while, remembering that there was indeed such a thing.

"That's right, it's him."

Guben nodded and put the lunch box on the office desk.

"After so long, he actually hasn't forgotten you."

Lin Xiyu said with emotion: "It shows that this junior brother of yours left a deep impression on him."

"Unfortunately, he asked a bit too late."

Guben sneered: "If it was during the period when I was just fired by Hunyu, maybe I would still be grateful to him and agree to his request; now, I am not in the mood to deal with him anymore."