Indulging Mrs. Lu-Chapter 791 - 788: Lu Jinyang Walks with Coordinated Limbs

Seeing a woman on the screen, Song Zhiqing lost his mind, "Turn it off, turn it off now! Lu Jinyang, have your men shut it off, or I’ll strangle your son to death right this instant!"

Lu Jincheng was in so much pain all over his body at this moment, a large hand on his neck still trying not to let him breathe. So tired, he had never been this exhausted in his life.

Thinking thus, he simply gave up resisting, drooping his head, making himself comfortable whatever way he could, since the man wouldn’t let him fall anyway.

But he didn’t know that his actions looked entirely different in Lu Jinyang’s eyes.

He forcefully suppressed the urge to rush over, his hand at his side tightening and then loosening, "Song Zhiqing, stop struggling, no matter what, you’re on a dead-end path. If you release my son, maybe I can arrange for you to be locked up in the same prison as that woman."

"Cut the crap and release Li Weonian."

Lu Jinyang really couldn’t understand why Song Zhiqing was so insistent on having Li Weonian released. Could it be that he was still hoping Li Weonian would take care of Tan Biyang?

He glanced at the balcony on the second floor. Leng Yixing was signaling to him. He immediately collected his thoughts and said to Song Zhiqing, "Take your hand off my son’s neck, and I’ll call to have Li Weonian brought here right now."

After hesitating for a moment, Song Zhiqing finally let go. Lu Jincheng was his last trump card—threatening to strangle Lu Jincheng had been just for show.

Seeing this, Lu Jinyang surreptitiously signaled to Leng Yixing without changing expression. Leng Yixing, upon receiving the order, arranged for two people to hide at the entrance on the first floor, and he tied himself up with a rope in case something uncontrollable happened later.

Lu Jinyang took out his phone, dialed Director Zhao’s number, and turned on the speakerphone, all the while staring unwaveringly at Song Zhiqing.

The call was picked up immediately, and Director Zhao’s voice came through. Lu Jinyang called out, "Director Zhao, has the person left the prison yet?"

Director Zhao was confused; this wasn’t what they had agreed on at all.

He quickly caught on that the plan had changed and immediately lowered his voice, "Don’t panic, we’re processing it now. Wasn’t the agreed time in the evening? We guarantee delivery by evening."

Lu Jinyang looked at Song Zhiqing, "Okay!"

After hanging up the phone, Lu Jinyang said, "Did you hear that?"

"Why not have him send the person over now?"

Lu Jinyang looked at him as if he was an idiot, "Are you trying to give me more backup?" With that said, he pretended to inadvertently make a gesture behind his back.

Just at that moment, two figures burst out from behind Song Zhiqing, one pouncing towards Song Zhiqing and the other towards Lu Jincheng.

By the time Song Zhiqing felt something was amiss behind him, it was already too late.

He was pinned down by a burly man, while Lu Jincheng, who had been standing with him, was now being held by another burly man.

Suddenly thinking of something, Song Zhiqing laughed, "Lu Jinyang, even if you take your son back, you can’t save him anymore, you will never know what I’ve fed him."

However, Lu Jinyang, who had already left with Lu Jincheng in his arms, turned a deaf ear to his words and immediately instructed the driver to head for the hospital.

Leng Yixing stood on the balcony on the second floor looking down, with Lu Jinyang out of sight. He was very concerned. He had never seen Lu Jinyang so frantic in his life; just a moment ago, he had even seen Lu Jinyang walking unsteadily with a stiff gait.