Chapter 115: Living Is Not Easy
Morning of September 13th.
The second‑floor lounge of Fierce Tiger Gym.
Zhao Xiaoyang handed two files to Lin Feng.
One was about Li He.
The other was about Zhang Yao.
Lin Feng opened the file concerning Li He.
It listed everything—from age and ancestral home to the amount of property owned and daily habits.
In his youth he injured someone and even served three years in prison.
After his release, he gathered a group in Yanjing and earned some money by acting as a bouncer for others.
Later he opened an internet café and made a fortune; when the café declined, he switched to opening a …
Outwardly he is friendly to everyone, but privately many cases are linked to him.
Anyone who offends him and lacks power later meets misfortune.
One or two times may be coincidence; three or four times signals a problem.
Unfortunately, even if someone investigates, they never find any leverage against him.
Now look at Zhang Yao's file.
She is thirty‑three this year; three years ago she was disfigured with acid, and after discharge she divorced her husband.
Later her husband abandoned her and went abroad, leaving Zhang Yao alone.
"Brother, this woman is so pitiful! She used to be a career elite with a happy family. After being disfigured, she lost her job, her husband ran off with someone else, and the house was auctioned off for missed payments…"
Zhao Xiaoyang shook his head and said.
Lin Feng set the file down and said calmly, "Go see her!"
Zhao Xiaoyang was startled for a moment, then nodded immediately.
Then Zhao Xiaoyang drove, taking Lin Feng onto a street not far from the gym.
Through the maze‑like street with countless twists and turns, they finally stopped.
Zhao Xiaoyang pointed ahead at a female sanitation worker wearing a red jacket, a duck‑bill cap, and bent over sweeping, and said, "That woman must be her."
Lin Feng looked up briefly, then picked up a photograph.
The photo showed a long‑haired beauty with a sweet smile.
The sweeping woman's hair under the cap brim was sparse, her exposed forehead and eyelids already deformed, and her eyes were lifeless.
Lin Feng took Zhang Yao's file again, muttering, "She's been working in this area for the past two years…"
"What does that mean?"
Zhao Xiaoyang was puzzled.
Lin Feng smiled and said, "You haven't noticed? Not far ahead is Li He's Heaven River, right?"
Zhao Xiaoyang scratched his head, then suddenly realized, "Brother, if this isn't a coincidence, then this woman must have discovered that Li He is the one who harmed her, so she lives nearby and keeps watching Li He?"
"Coincidence or not, just try it and you'll know,"
Lin Feng said lightly.
Night fell.
Zhang Yao dragged her weary body, carrying a snake‑skin bag as she rummaged through a trash can for mineral‑water bottles, cans and other sellable items.
Not far nearby was the Heaven River.
When a beautifully dressed woman passed by, she cast a disdainful glance at Zhang Yao.
Someone even pinched their nose and sneered twice.
Zhang Yao hunched her back, ignoring the words and glances.
She kept digging through the trash until she emptied one bin, then moved to the next.
It was under a large tree, dimly lit.
At that moment, an ordinary domestic sedan drove up and stopped by the roadside.
The car window was lowered a third of the way.
Then a hoarse voice from inside said, "A former top student of Yanjing University, just one step away from promotion to executive, now reduced to this, what a pity!"
As the words finished, the snake‑skin bag in Zhang Yao's hand fell to the ground.
She whirled around, leaned against the car window, looked inside, and in a deep voice asked, "Who are you!?"
The interior was dim, the faces invisible.
The person in the car was actually Lin Feng.
Lin Feng, unbothered by the scent drifting in through the window, said calmly, "You've been lingering around here for the past two years; if I'm not mistaken, you're looking to avenge Li He, right?"
Even though the murderer wasn't caught, you know who did it. In your current situation, you can only watch your enemy every day, using hatred to keep yourself alive… oh no! There's also your mother, who has become senile.
If it weren't for your mother, you would have already taken revenge on Li He and perished together with him!
"Who are you!?!"
Zhang Yao asked again in a deep voice.
Lin Feng said lightly, "I'm someone who bears a grudge against Li He. Since you don't want to live anyway, why not perish together with Li He for a complete release?"
After that, I'll cover your mother's nursing home expenses, and will arrange for people to visit her regularly.
Zhang Yao was silent for a moment, then chuckled, "You think I'd believe you? You're not sent by Li He, are you?"
Lin Feng smiled and said, "If I were Li He, knowing you wanted to avenge me, I would have arranged your 'natural death' long ago, without needing such effort."
At the same time, I sympathize with your plight. If you don't act, I have other means to deal with Li He, but then you won't have the chance to do it yourself.
Zhang Yao fell silent.
Lin Feng started the car and said lightly, "In the back rice's trash can there are ten thousand yuan, and also a detailed action plan. Someone is following Li He, you want to go down with him, it's not that easy."
After saying that, Lin Feng drove away.
This conversation took a long time.
After the car left, Zhang Yao immediately ran to the trash can Lin Feng mentioned.
Soon, she pulled a large black plastic bag out of the trash can.
In the dim light, one could see that inside were neatly stacked piles of banknotes.
Zhang Yao looked around; no one paid attention to her.
Then she retrieved her snake‑skin pouch, put the money into it, and returned to a small room nearby that had been converted from a stairwell.
After closing the door, she immediately opened the black plastic bag.
A big bag of ten‑thousand‑yuan notes, not counterfeit!
There were also two sheets of paper underneath.
The paper had printed text describing a story of a woman seeking revenge against a black boss.
"Hahaha…"
Zhang Yao suddenly burst into laughter.
Then she took a mirror and lifted the black cloth covering her face.
The face in the mirror was not covered entirely with tangled scars as others might imagine.
Only the forehead, eyelid area, and a small scar on the left cheek bore marks.
The nose was slightly deformed,
But because of this face, she lost her job, her husband divorced her, and aside from working as a sanitation worker sweeping the streets, no one wanted her.
Her mother was in a nursing home, costing two to three thousand yuan per month.
She had to go out at night, dragging her exhausted body to pick up trash and sell it for money.
These past three years felt worse than death!
She looked at the ten‑thousand yuan before her, and a sliver of hope rose in her heart.
With the ten‑thousand yuan, she could get plastic surgery, hair transplantation, and restore a beautiful appearance.
She burned the two sheets of paper and muttered, "Don't think I'm stupid, I just have no money…"
Lin Feng and Zhao Xiaoyang sat together eating skewers.
This time Zhao Xiaoyang didn't bring a woman, because they were near the gym, and the two even drank beer.
"Brother, do you think Zhang Yao will follow your way?"
Zhao Xiaoyang asked curiously.
Lin Feng shook his head, "Of course not! With ten‑thousand she could get a full makeover. Maybe she could even become a great beauty again! Cosmetic surgery has advanced a lot in the past two years."
"Then why didn't she get plastic surgery before?"
Zhao Xiaoyang frowned and said.
Lin Feng laughed, "The man who abandoned her is doing business abroad and is buried in debt, also owing a mortgage; how could he have money for plastic surgery?"
"Then why give her so much money? Eight or ten thousand would have been enough. Now she has hope, she won't seek revenge, right?"
Zhao Xiaoyang frowned again.
Lin Feng laughed, "You're wrong! Living in this world is not easy, so the power of life is stronger than the power of death!"
After speaking, Lin Feng slapped his thigh and said, "Insightful!"
Zhao Xiaoyang was startled.
End of Chapter
