Chapter 104

Is this a season of grief and anger?

No……

This is a waili-waili season of grief and anger!

God let Li Hengbo personally experience a truth: as long as one does not regard oneself as trash, even if someone stuffs one into a trash can, the cleaning lady will still pick one out.

"Are you beaten? Or did you get drunk and crawl into a trash can?"

The cleaning lady is very professional, using a pair of eyes that inspect human nature quality, examining this person from all angles, 360 degrees with no blind spots.

It's not hard to see.

The instant noodle scraps hanging on his head are a gift from the trash can, but that bruised and swollen complexion is absolutely the result of his own hard work; just looking at it hurts.

The cleaning lady asked again: "Do you want me to call 120?"

Indeed, in the world of men, you don't understand; how could such a thing warrant calling a three‑digit phone number? 120 shouldn't be called, and 110 and 119 even less so.

Silence is tonight's Cambridge, as Xu Zhimo said.

I left quietly, just as I came quietly; I waved my sleeves, taking not a single cloud! Because I already have countless sorrowful clouds, a bleak expanse stretching ten thousand miles.

Nearby there is a fast hotel; a room costs only 88 yuan, much cheaper than the shift fee for 120.

Li Hengbo first went to take a shower.

Finally, standing before the mirror, he almost didn't recognize himself.

Pressing lightly with his hand on the swollen bruises on his face, the feeling of flesh pain was all too real. With this reborn appearance, going to see Old Bei Bi is clearly inappropriate.

How could one bear such a level of pain alone?

We must make everyone feel the pain together!

After making up his mind.

Li Hengbo sat on the toilet and frantically sent a message: "Baby, I thought Shang Keqing would give me some leeway out of respect for you, and we could negotiate, but I never expected…"

"What didn't you expect?"

"Shang Keqing colluded with Lin Dongfan, had the security guards beat me up, and then said…"

"What did he say? Let it all out in one go."

"I said, don't get angry."

"If you've got gas, let it out quickly."

"Lin Dongfan said you're a 160‑catty old woman; aside from your age, you have no figure, no looks, and he said Gao Lu is nothing! Sooner or later he'll clean you up together."

As soon as that message was sent, the chat window showed no reaction at all.

I don't know if the other party is vomiting blood.

There was no reply all along.

Li Hengbo sent another message: "Baby, don't misunderstand, that wasn't me speaking. I only lashed out because those words angered me. Now I'm covered in injuries."

"Damn thing!"

"Baby, you have a consort‑like physique; they're blind and can't appreciate you, so don't be angry—in my heart you're the most beautiful, I love you."

"I'm not scolding you; go to the hospital first, and I'll handle the rest."

"Mm."

Even through the screen, one can still feel the angry aura coming from Old Bei Bi.

Li Hengbo instantly felt that the bruises on his face weren't so painful; the hospital could be skipped entirely—just sitting on the toilet, lighting a cigarette, he could declare war on the world.

Who says life has no pits you can't climb out of? If you're capable, try crawling out of a grave!

At this very moment.

This pain, this hatred.

Li Hengbo only wanted to custom‑build a high‑standard, high‑spec grave for Lin Dongfan.

After igniting Old Bei Bi Gao Lu's fury.

Li Hengbo also called the Mayor's Chief Secretary Bai Wentao: "Secretary Bai, Lin Dongfan has already found a breakthrough from Shang Keqing; today I failed to stop them and got beaten up."

"You're the detachment chief of the Forest Faction's Criminal Police Detachment—who would dare hit you?"

"The Forest Faction, just adding the two words 'forest', nobody takes me seriously at all; I can only accept defeat. This time they're determined to tear down Mayor Xiao's pillar."

"Did Shang Keqing provide evidence to Lin Dongfan?"

"They're thick as thieves; there's no doubt about this. Shang Keqing has leverage over Director Yin, so Director Yin is unlikely to escape this disaster."

"Have you notified Yin Qiuhong?"

"I reported this to you right away; I haven't yet spoken to Director Yin about it."

"Then that's fine—keep your mouth shut and wait for the leadership's instructions."

"Understood."

Hearing Bai Wentao's last words, that cold, heartless bureaucratic tone seemed to exude a murderous aura even through the screen.

Li Hengbo also dared not say more; a feeling of sorrow like a rabbit's death mourning a fox rose in his heart.

Now Lin Dongfan holds the evidence and could at any moment go arrest Yin Qiuhong!

Bai Wentao not notifying Yin Qiuhong—he's planning to sacrifice the chariot to save the general! Yin Qiuhong may not necessarily die at Lin Dongfan's hands, but it's highly likely she'll die at Bai Wentao's hands.

In the future, if I, Li Hengbo, am left with no way out, I fear I'll meet the same fate.

The people of the Executive.

Sure enough, they're all a bunch of cold‑blooded animals.

Fortunately, I prepared for a rainy day and didn't put all of life's bets on the Executive; behind me still flies a banner bearing the surname Gao.

In this battle, I will surely stand on the invincible pinnacle!

Regardless of whether Yin Qiuhong can see tomorrow morning's sun, as long as she doesn't fall into Lin Dongfan's hands, Lin Dongfan will be the remnants of a defeated army—don't even think about achieving merit and promotion.

He secretly thought up to this.

In Li Hengbo's mind, Lin Dongfan's devastated expression when he failed to catch Yin Qiuhong had already surfaced.

"You bastard Lin Dongfan, dare to fight me? Watch how I'll play you to death!"

Li Hengbo pulled up his phone contacts, changed Lin Dongfan's name to the two words "idiot," and wore a victor's smile.

At the same time.

Just having walked out of Shang Media Company, Lin Dongfan was saying goodbye to Ye Jiaying.

Ye Jiaying, who hadn't returned home in years, planned to go home tomorrow to spend New Year with her parents, traveling from east to west, a distance of 2500 kilometers.

Lin Dongfan said: "Wishing you a smooth journey tomorrow."

"With it, I fear nothing."

Ye Jiaying lifted the lucky ring worn on her chest, her smile unchanged, yet she felt more regret than at the farewell five years ago.

The ring she gave away was the buried trap.

Oh, wrong.

It's the lingering affection.

Now, even if she wanted to take it back, she couldn't.

Lin Dongfan could only feign a calm, naturally cool demeanor, steering the topic back to the Get-Rich Guide: "February 6, don't forget to go online to buy Bitcoin—buy as much as you can."

"Don't worry, I'll surely follow the path you pointed out." Ye Jiaying gazed at Lin Dongfan with lingering affection, wanting an embrace but not daring to reach out.

Lin Dongfan said nothing more, turned and left.

Ye Jiaying watched her beloved fade into the distance.

Watching, watching.

Tears of unrequited love welled up in her eyes.

But she was no longer the little girl from five years ago; now she was a corporate executive, and she would not let her tears burst forth like a flood from a broken dam.

She lowered her head and wiped away her tears.

She lifted her head, seeing Lin Dongfan already driving the car out of the parking spot, then cupped her hands around her mouth and shouted: "I'll be careful all the way; you too, stay safe……"

Lin Dongfan lifted a hand to return an OK sign, but did not stop the car.

Whether the future will be safe, only the future knows.

Anyway, today is not peaceful.

Midway.

Lin Dongfan called Leng Chuan to report his situation, hurrying back to Qinghu Guesthouse to verify the evidence materials given by Shang Keqing, hoping to quickly take action against Yin Qiuhong.

A black business car kept ahead, suppressing his speed and not giving him a chance to accelerate.

Just as he was preparing to change lanes to overtake,

Suddenly, a black off-road vehicle shot out from the left, seizing the chance to sideswipe him! Its sturdy, formidable metal frame meant whoever hit it would lose.

Soon it forced Lin Dongfan to stop at the roadside.

Lin Dongfan got out of the car and shouted: "How are you driving?! Is the road yours?! You're just looking for trouble……"

You got it—just looking for trouble.

Before he could finish shouting, five men leapt from the off-road vehicle; the leader, wearing a gold chain thicker than chopsticks, seemed unsure whether he was a rich bully or a bandit.