The Tycoon's Mysterious Darling Wife-Chapter 524 - 527. Green hat

For Lu Jincai, nothing was more important than freedom, for only with freedom could other possibilities emerge. If he were to be sent to prison, all hope would be lost.

"Those who understand the times are the real heroes. I love this straightforwardness of Uncle’s," Shen Junze said with a smile, taking out a document from his bag and handing it to him, "Since that’s the case, go ahead and sign."

Lu Jincai took the document and glanced at it, looking at Shen Junze with cold eyes, "You really don’t bother to disguise your intentions."

"I call it being well-prepared. This way, we can save each other a lot of trouble."

Shen Junze glanced at the time, "Sign it, I’m in a hurry."

Lu Jincai’s hand holding the pen trembled slightly, glaring fiercely at the space for the final signature. This was everything he had worked so many years to obtain, and now he had to surrender it willingly. To say that his heart was bleeding was an understatement.

"If you don’t sign now, I will leave. You only get one chance, and if you miss this one, we’ll have to meet in court," Shen Junze urged.

Lu Jincai closed his eyes and gritted his teeth as he signed his name on the document, Shen Junze smiled with satisfaction, "Congratulations, Uncle. You will regain your freedom soon."

Lu Jincai snorted coldly, closed his eyes, and refused to look at Shen Junze. Shen Junze shrugged indifferently, picked up the document, and turned to leave. Halfway through, he stopped, turned back, and said to Lu Jincai, "Uncle doesn’t need to worry about your future livelihood. After all, you are my uncle. I naturally won’t let you starve. You will still get an allowance for living expenses. Of course, if you can please me, I might double it."

Lu Jincai’s eyes snapped open, nearly popping out of their sockets in fury, "Shen Junze, you bastard."

Shen Junze continued to smile, "Uncle, this is all from your teaching. If I am a bastard, what does that make you?"

Lu Jincai’s face turned blue, then white, and finally black, as he watched Shen Junze walk away. He was so filled with hatred he almost ground his teeth to dust.

"Just wait, one day..."

*******

When Zhang Wenli learned that Lu Jincai had traded his shares for his freedom, she was shocked and stood in place for a long time before she could react, "Jincai, how are we going to manage without any income?"

"Don’t we have savings at home? Those should last us for a while," replied Lu Jincai, not worried at all. Over the years in power, he had amassed a significant fortune. While not in the billions, he still had tens of millions.

At that moment, Lu Jincai didn’t notice the fleeting panic in the depths of Zhang Wenli’s eyes.

"But it’s not a solution to just burn through our savings," said Zhang Wenli with a look of concern.

"You don’t need to worry about these things, I will find a solution," Lu Jincai said dismissively. He had no intention of squandering their savings. Although he had lost his shares, starting a new company with the savings he still had was just a matter of time. As for the scale of the company, he wasn’t going to be overly ambitious—the main thing was to ensure a decent living. Although he was very unwilling, he had to accept the reality.

"I remember we have tens of millions in savings at home. Give me half of that; I want to start my own business."

"Start... a business?" Zhang Wenli was stunned, "Jincai, that doesn’t sound like a good idea. The risks of starting a business are enormous nowadays. If it fails, our family will really be left with nothing but Northwest winds to live on."

"Actually, that money is enough for our family to live on. If we are careful, it could last our whole lives. Maybe we should just settle for that," Zhang Wenli tried to persuade Lu Jincai.

Lu Jincai stared at her intently, "Wenli, you’re acting very strange today." Whenever the topic of savings came up, Zhang Wenli would get nervous, which made Lu Jincai start to doubt.

"What’s strange? You’re overthinking it," Zhang Wenli forced a corner of her mouth into a smile, "Jincai, I still think you should reconsider starting a business. You don’t have the money or the people for it; the risk of starting a business is just too high, and we have such a large family. It really isn’t appropriate to take risks."

Lu Jincai’s gaze settled on Zhang Wenli’s face, and he spoke lightly, "I’ll naturally find ways to handle these matters. You just need to take care of the home and be my strong support. Tell me, how much money does our family actually have left now?"

Zhang Wenli had full control over the family’s finances; Lu Jincai had no idea how much they owned.

"Although you’ve earned a lot over the years, our family’s expenses have been high too. Actually, there’s not much left."

"Not much left is how much?"

"Roughly just several... hundreds of thousands," Zhang Wenli mumbled, not daring to look at Lu Jincai’s expression.

Lu Jincai’s eyes widened in shock, "Hundreds of thousands?! Zhang Wenli, explain to me clearly, where has all the family’s money gone?" He had just suspected that Zhang Wenli might have spent a lot, but he could never have imagined that their savings were down to just a few hundred thousand. By his estimates, if not 50 million, there should have been at least 10 million.

"Just the usual daily expenses. Our family has always had large expenditures; you wouldn’t know since you don’t manage the household." Zhang Wenli attempted to conceal the truth, but was Lu Jincai someone who could be easily deceived?

"Do you need tens of millions for daily expenses? Tell me the truth, where did all the money really go?" Lu Jincai looked at his wife with a dark expression.

Frightened by his gaze, Zhang Wenli stammered, "Jincai, listen to me, that money actually..."

"Actually what, keep talking." Lu Jincai’s voice was icy cold.

"I made an investment that failed, and lost all the money," Zhang Wenli bit the bullet and spilled everything.

"Slap!" A fierce slap landed on her face, "Tens of millions, all gone! Zhang Wenli, you wasteful woman, I’ll kill you!" Lu Jincai roared in anger.

Zhang Wenli didn’t expect Lu Jincai to suddenly lash out; in all the years of their marriage, he had never even spoken harshly to her. The unexpected slap left her dazed.

Seeing that Lu Jincai was about to strike again, Zhang Wenli staggered back, "Lu Jincai, you wouldn’t dare!"

"You think I wouldn’t?!" Lu Jincai was beside himself with rage. He had dared to transfer all those shares to Shen Junze because he knew there were tens of millions in savings at home. Even without those shares, he believed he could use that money to start a new company in the short term, as he had built up some connections over the years. But now that the money was gone, so was his last hope. How could he not be furious? If possible, he wished he could strangle the woman before him.

"It wasn’t intentional, I just wanted to make our family’s life better, to alleviate your stress. Who knew it would turn out like this? Why are you lashing out at me?" Zhang Wenli argued.

"You still have the nerve to say that! Don’t you know your own abilities?" She had been better off not speaking; her words only enraged Lu Jincai further.

Zhang Wenli was not a woman with investment insight. Over the years, she had managed the family finances, keeping all the money in the bank. They hadn’t acquired many properties, apart from the villa they were living in now, and only an apartment in the Western City, which wasn’t in a very valuable location. Even if they sold that apartment, it wouldn’t fetch much.

"Lu Jincai, even if you kill me today, that money won’t come back."

"Then I’ll kill you." Lu Jincai grabbed the ashtray from the table, ready to hurl it, when suddenly the sound of a child crying came from behind him. Lu Jincai paused and then saw his two sons standing at the doorway of the bedroom, the younger one sobbing loudly. His expression turned rigid, and he put down the ashtray.

Seeing her chance, Zhang Wenli immediately scrambled up and ran to embrace the two children, "Don’t look, get inside quickly."

She pushed the two children into the bedroom and then locked the bedroom door. "Jincai, I really didn’t do it on purpose, and I didn’t dare tell you after paying the money back," tears welled up in Zhang Wenli’s eyes.

Lu Jincai sat on the sofa smoking, the situation had gone beyond his expectations.

"Is the apartment in Western City still there?" Lu Jincai asked.

Zhang Wenli nodded, "Yes, it’s still there."

"Sell it and get the money."

Zhang Wenli didn’t dare to object, "Okay, but Jincai, the location of that apartment isn’t very good, it’s worth at most a few million."

"You mean sell this one?" Lu Jincai looked at her coldly.

Zhang Wenli was embarrassed; she naturally didn’t mean that. If they sold this apartment, where would their family live?

"Jincai, why don’t you look for a job? With your many years of management experience, surely many companies would want you," Zhang Wenli said softly when he remained silent.

Lu Jincai gave her a cold glance. Did she think jobs were so easy to find? Big companies didn’t lack people like him, and he looked down on small companies. And even if he were willing to work for a small company, could they offer him a fitting salary?

"Give me all the savings from the house."

Now Zhang Wenli didn’t dare to say no, she quickly fetched the bank card, "It’s all here."

"How much is inside?"

Zhang Wenli hesitated.

"I’m asking you, how much is inside?"

"Two hundred thousand."

Lu Jincai’s face darkened, "I must have been blind to have set my sights on such a wastrel as you." Hundreds of millions in family assets squandered to a mere two hundred thousand.

Zhang Wenli felt guilty and didn’t dare utter a word of objection, letting Lu Jincai scold her.

Lu Jincai had no energy left to scold her. He took the bank card and got up to leave. "Jincai, where are you going?"

Lu Jincai didn’t pay any attention to her and went straight out the door. He went to find Lu Yaqin.

Seeing him, Lu Yaqin’s face soured, and she didn’t even let him in, "What are you here for?"

As soon as Lu Jincai heard this, he got angry, "Is this the way you speak to me?"

"You know very well what you’ve done. I’m already being polite with my attitude toward you."

"Heh, you really stand tall, don’t you? What, do you think that just because I handed over my shares, I have no means to deal with Shen Junze? Yaqin, you are underestimating your brother."

Lu Yaqin’s complexion changed, "What are you planning to do?"

Lu Jincai smiled, his smile sinister, "I have nothing now, and as they say, a man with nothing to lose doesn’t fear the man with shoes. What do you think I can do?"

"Brother, Jun Ze is your blood-related nephew; you can’t treat him like this," Lu Yaqin softened her tone, quietly imploring, afraid that Lu Jincai would do something to Shen Junze.

"I’m still his blood-related uncle, aren’t I? And how did he treat me?" Lu Jincai’s face contorted with rage at the thought of Shen Junze, that ingrate.

"Brother, it was you who first did wrong to Jun Ze; you can’t blame him," Lu Yaqin tried to defend Shen Junze.

Lu Jincai sneered, "At that time, I was helping him. How could he possibly run the company with his abilities? If the company were really in his hands, it would have been finished long ago. It survived because of me, understand? Because of me! But what did he do in return?"

"Brother, we both know what your intentions were regarding the company. Before, Jun Ze wasn’t capable, and I didn’t want to see Arang’s company go to ruin, so I let you take charge. But now, Jun Ze is simply taking back what was originally his. Why must you act like this? Besides, Jun Ze told me he would ensure your living expenses." Lu Yaqin relayed that Shen Junze had arranged for Lu Jincai’s exit from prison in exchange for his shares, promising to provide living expenses as long as Lu Jincai didn’t cause trouble.

"So you expect me to live at someone else’s mercy, begging day by day for Shen Junze’s pity and alms?" Lu Jincai’s face darkened further.

"Jun Ze wouldn’t do that."

"Haha, true to form, mother and son stick together at crucial times. Lu Yaqin, have you forgotten I’m still your only brother?"

"I haven’t forgotten. If I had truly forgotten, my son would not have become a stranger to me like this. Brother, I beg you, please don’t do anything else. As long as you behave, Jun Ze will not underprovide for you." Lu Yaqin pleaded desperately; she really didn’t want to see her own brother and son fight each other, which was torturing her. For her brother, her son nearly severed mother-son ties with her, and now it was her brother’s turn, she was truly exhausted.

"If you really don’t want to see me at odds with Jun Ze, then help me with one thing."

"What is it?" Lu Yaqin asked.

"Help me get a company document."

Lu Yaqin frowned, "Brother, you’re no longer part of the company, what do you need company documents for?"

"I’ve left the company and have no shares. You surely don’t expect me to let my family starve, right? I’m thinking of starting my own company, but I need contacts in the beginning. That document is the customer data; help me get it," Lu Jincai revealed the reason for his visit.

"No, I can’t do that, brother. If Jun Ze finds out, how can he acknowledge me as his mother?" Lu Yaqin flatly refused.

"If you don’t help me, then don’t blame me for being ruthless. I have nothing left to lose. The worst-case scenario, let Shen Junze die with me."

"Brother, please don’t force me." Lu Yaqin was frightened; her brother had been a hooligan in his youth, and he really was a man who dared to do anything.

Lu Jincai grabbed Lu Yaqin by the nape of the neck and pulled her in front of him, saying coldly, "Am I forcing you, or are you all forcing me? Shen Junze used such despicable methods to wrest 30% of the shares from my hands. Apart from a little pitiable savings at home, I have nothing, and there are several mouths at home waiting for me to feed. At my age, even if I went out to work, which company would have me? Do you want our entire family to starve to death? I don’t want to take back the company; I just want a few clients, just enough for us to get by. Is that too much to ask? Lu Yaqin, swear on your conscience, haven’t I been good enough to Jun Ze?"

Lu Yaqin felt her heart trembling, her heart rate accelerating, and even the color drained from her face, "Big brother, if Jun Ze finds out, he’ll hate me."

Yet even so, she didn’t dare truly do as Lu Jincai said. She had finally taken this opportunity to slightly mend her relationship with Shen Junze; if she really went through with it, then Shen Junze would never pay her any attention again in his life.

"Jun Ze has hated you for a long time since you got together with Fan Yanghong. He’s hated you since then. What’s the harm in a little more?" Lu Jincai was indifferent.

"But I can’t let him hate me for a lifetime."

"Yaqin, stop being foolish. From the moment you got together with Fan Yanghong, you’ve betrayed his father in Shen Junze’s eyes. He won’t forgive you, and your relationship can’t go back to what it was. He already ignores you now just as he does, but you can still get a handsome allowance and live the life of a wealthy wife. But it’s different for me. Without these clients, my two sons—your own nephews—will starve. Can you really bear to see them suffer like this at such a young age?"

Lu Yaqin looked hesitant. Seeing her waver, Lu Jincai pressed on, "Yaqin, listen to me, Jun Ze now holds 70% of the shares; nobody can shake his position. And with his current relationship with the Shen Family, does he really need this bit of business? Yaqin, consider this your big brother begging you, help me this time, please?"

"Would the company really not suffer too much from losing these few clients?" Lu Yaqin asked, hesitant.

A glint of joy flashed in the depths of Lu Jincai’s eyes, knowing he had swayed her. He doubled down, "There will definitely be a loss, but I guarantee it absolutely won’t affect the normal operations of the company. After all, my newly established small company can’t handle big contracts. I’m only taking away some minor, easily replaceable small deals."

"Big brother, if that’s the case, then I could talk to Jun Ze and let him directly give you those small orders. Wouldn’t that be better?"

"You’re naïve. Jun Ze despises me so much, he wouldn’t give me a grain of rice, let alone small orders. Do you expect me to run around at my age, groveling for a bite to eat?"

"Big brother, that’s not what I meant. Give me some time to think about this."

"Yaqin, think hard about how I’ve treated you and Jun Ze over the years. Even three years ago, my actions may have been too harsh, but wasn’t it my push that allowed him to grow into what he is today? In that sense, I am the person who treated him best."

Lu Yaqin didn’t agree immediately but said, "Big brother, allow me some more time to think it over. I’ll tell you once I’ve made up my mind, okay?"

"Fine, you can think about it, but I don’t have much time. Three days—I’ll give you three days. In the second drawer from the right, at the bottom of the president’s office desk, there is a blue folder. If you truly want to help me, bring me that blue folder. Inside is some information about small clients of the company. Yaqin, our family’s well-being for the rest of our lives depends on you." Having said his piece, Lu Jincai left without waiting for a response from Lu Yaqin.

Lu Yaqin tossed and turned all night. Fan Yanghong, who had been asleep, was roused by her restlessness, and he said irritably, "What are you doing up in the middle of the night without sleeping?"

"Go back to sleep, I’m just thinking about something," Lu Yaqin said.

"Why can’t you think about it during the day instead of tossing and turning in bed at night? Are you letting me sleep or not?"

"I don’t want to argue with you. If I’m bothering you, then go sleep in the guest room." Lu Yaqin was also angered, feeling anxious and upset over the matters involving Shen Junze and Lu Jincai, with Fan Yanghong coming to provoke her.

Fan Yanghong’s expression changed slightly, and his face grew dark, "Lu Yaqin, are you deliberately trying to pick a fight with me?"

"I don’t have time to argue with you. You sleep in the guest room tonight."

"This is my room, why shouldn’t I sleep here?"

"Fine, fine, you sleep here, I’ll leave." Lu Yaqin sat up and went to the guest room.

**********

After Lu Jincai left, he headed to the bar. He was extremely irritable and didn’t know what else to do except to drown his sorrows in alcohol. With only two hundred thousand in cash on hand, what could he do in this society with that amount?

It was all Zhang Wenli’s fault, that family-ruining woman. Had it not been for her, he might have had a chance for a comeback. Now, what could he use to make a comeback? Even if Lu Yaqin handed over the documents, he didn’t have the capital to make people trust him.

In fact, he had lied today. That document was important customer information for the company. He had planned to sell the information to a rival company once he got his hands on it. They were bound to be interested in it, earning him money and delivering a heavy blow to Shen Junze at the same time—a perfect example of killing two birds with one stone.

Lu Jincai’s drinks followed one after another, his mind growing clearer with each sip as he went over everything that had happened recently, feeling more and more indignant. But no matter how indignant he was, things were already settled, and he was powerless to change them. He wanted to take harsh revenge on Shen Junze, but Shen Junze was part of the Shen Family, a family beyond his reach. If he had been alone, it might have been different; even if it cost him his life, he would have dealt with Shen Junze first, but he had three people at home depending on him for their livelihood. He could abandon his wife, but could he really abandon his two sons?

Thinking of his two sons, Lu Jincai stood up. He needed to get home early. The argument he had with Zhang Wenli today had scared his sons. He needed to go back and comfort them.

The Lu Family.

After Lu Jincai left, Zhang Wenli sent the two children to her parents’ house.

The children had never seen their father like this before and were genuinely frightened by Lu Jincai today. Once they arrived at their grandmother’s house, they didn’t say a word. Zhang Wenli didn’t explain much and just told her mother to take good care of her sons before she left. She had other things to do.

As soon as Lu Jincai opened the front door, he sensed something was amiss—there was an extra pair of men’s shoes at the entrance. Realizing what might be the case, his face darkened as he headed straight for the bedroom.

The bedroom door wasn’t shut tightly; it was left ajar. As he approached, he heard the sound of conversation from inside.

A man’s voice said, "He actually dared to hit you."

"It’s okay, he already knows about the lost money. In a fit of rage, he slapped me once, but it’s no big deal; it’s not serious," replied a woman’s voice. If not Zhang Wenli, then who?

The man continued, "Still, he had no right to hit you. What is he? Just a punk. You being with him, he should count his blessings from his previous life."

"Let’s stop talking about that. I’m really okay. You’d better leave quickly; I don’t know when he’ll come back. If he sees you here, it’ll be the end of us." Zhang Wenli was very nervous. She hadn’t expected the man to come over at this time; they had never met at home before.

"Why should I be scared? You’re my woman, and I see no reason to leave! Having you stay with him all these years, do you know how much it has pained me? Especially when I see our son calling someone else ’Daddy,’ it breaks my heart."

Lu Jincai, listening outside the bedroom, had a face so dark it seemed water might drip from it. He had never imagined that Zhang Wenli would dare to cuckold him. And from what the man said, they had been together for quite some time and even had a son together.

Thinking that the son he adored might not be his own blood, his rage burned fiercer.

Zhang Wenli was nothing but a slut.

Inside the bedroom, the man continued, "Wenli, he’s bankrupt now. Let’s leave. Those millions will be enough for the three of us to live a good life."

"I can’t leave now, not just yet. Wait a little longer. I’ll find a chance to divorce him, and after the divorce, I’ll leave with you. I’ll take our son with us, and we’ll live together like a family three," said Zhang Wenli, who still remembered she was Lu Jincai’s wife. If she left with another man now, things would become very complicated afterward.

"But what good does staying with him do you? You stayed with him for the money, and over the years, you’ve taken millions from him. I’ve saved that money. Leave with me. We’ll go to an unfamiliar city, buy a big house, and the three of us can live together happily. Isn’t that what you’ve always wanted?" The man couldn’t understand.

"This is indeed the life I’ve longed for, and I’ve waited many years for this day. But we really can’t leave now. Only if I divorce him can we live openly together. If I leave with you now, I’m still his wife, and I can’t marry you legitimately. Just give me a little more time, a month at most. I promise to divorce him in a month, and then we can leave."

"You’re serious? Just one month?"

"Yes, I promise just one month." Zhang Wenli assured, she too was fed up with spending her days by Lu Jincai’s side. If it weren’t for his wealth and her reluctance to leave her eldest son, she would have left long ago.

"No need for a month, I can accommodate you right now." A sinister voice came from the entrance, the bedroom door swung open, and the figure of Lu Jincai appeared at the doorway, one hand behind his back.

The two people in the bedroom saw him, their expressions instantly changed.

Zhang Wenli looked at Lu Jincai, her face pale, "You, when did you come back?"

"What? Annoyed that I returned too early? Of course, I shouldn’t have returned, that would indeed have been better for you and your adulterous lover."

"No, Jincai, listen to me explain, he’s just a friend." Zhang Wenli said, though even she didn’t believe such words.

"Wenli, don’t bother explaining." The man took hold of Zhang Wenli and then addressed Lu Jincai, "Since you caught us, I’ll just speak the truth. Wenli and I have been together for many years, we truly love each other. You should divorce her."

Lu Jincai let out a laugh, "Are mistresses so bold now? True love? I’ll show you true love!" The hand he had behind his back came forward, holding a knife gleaming with cold light.

Zhang Wenli and the man’s faces changed upon seeing the knife come out.

"Lu Jincai, stay calm, let me explain this."

Lu Jincai laughed, showing his grizzled teeth, "No need for explanations, I heard your whole conversation."

He raised the knife without hesitation and chopped towards them. The man, seeing this, fiercely pushed Zhang Wenli out of the way, and as a result, the knife struck his hand. He screamed in agony as blood instantly started flowing.

Lu Jincai pulled out the knife and chopped at the man again, who barely managed to dodge. If not for his quick reaction, the blade would have struck his neck.

Seeing the man dodge, Lu Jincai swung the knife towards Zhang Wenli. Instinctively, she dodged, but still got nicked on the shoulder, though the wound wasn’t deep, merely a slash across the skin.

The man grabbed Lu Jincai from behind and wrestled him to the ground, banging his hand against the bedpost. Lu Jincai, in pain, dropped the knife, which clattered to the floor, and the man, despite his pain, started brawling with Lu Jincai.

Lu Jincai was much older than the man and was quickly overpowered due to his lack of strength.

The man’s fists pounded on Lu Jincai, "I’ll teach you to lay a hand on me, to keep my woman and son to yourself, you old bastard, you old scoundrel, you deserve to be cuckolded."

Zhang Wenli, clutching her wounded shoulder, saw that Lu Jincai was beginning to roll his eyes back in his head and hurriedly pulled the man away, "Stop, stop, or you’ll kill him."

The man came back to his senses, got off Lu Jincai, and panted as he watched him, "Wenli, call the police at 110, say there’s been a murder."

Zhang Wenli was stunned, the man urged, "Quick." Meanwhile, Lu Jincai already lay motionless on the ground.

Zhang Wenli instinctively reached for the landline while the man sat on the edge of the bed, casually wrapping his jacket around his wounded arm. If Lu Jincai had put more strength into his attack, his bone would have been severed.

Unseen by Zhang Wenli and the man, Lu Jincai, who should have been unconscious, suddenly opened his eyes and picked up the knife that had fallen to the ground.

"Slut, go to die," Lu Jincai roared, as he chopped directly at Zhang Wenli with a kitchen knife.

The man was the first to react, but could only watch helplessly as the knife plunged into Zhang Wenli’s body, splattering her blood all over Lu Jincai’s face.

Lu Jincai looked at Zhang Wenli, who had fallen into a pool of blood, a smirk curled up at the corner of his mouth. The damned bitch dared to betray him.

After the incident, the man immediately called the police. When the police arrived, Lu Jincai didn’t run. Instead, he stayed home waiting for them to show up.

Zhang Wenli had been rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment, and her condition was still unknown. The man accompanied her to the hospital.

In the police station, Lu Jincai made no denials about his criminal act, only asking the officers, "Is that slut dead?"

The officer’s face darkened, "Please watch your attitude. Tell me, why did you want to murder someone?"

"Because she cuckolded me!" Lu Jincai’s expression was ferocious. Every time he thought about raising another man’s son for all these years and his carefully laid plans benefiting some unknown bastard, he wished he could flay Zhang Wenli a thousand times over.

Zhang Wenli wasn’t dead, but she had been seriously injured, and Lu Jincai couldn’t escape a charge of attempted murder.

Shen Junze learned about Lu Jincai’s murder attempt a day later from Lu Yaqin. As Lu Jincai’s only direct relative, the police naturally informed her immediately after the incident.

Lu Yaqin never expected her brother would dare to murder someone. She was stunned when she heard the news. She went to the police station to see Lu Jincai, who now, compared to the day before, seemed as if his soul had been sucked dry, becoming numb. He didn’t even show the slightest expression when he saw her.

"Big brother, why did you..." Lu Yaqin barely started speaking before she choked up, knowing that, regardless of the reason, they couldn’t avoid the legal consequences for attempted murder.

"Now you must be happy, nobody can block your son’s path anymore," Lu Jincai said with a slight twitch of his mouth, his voice cold.

"Big brother, you know that’s not what I mean. I’m worried about you."

"Don’t pretend to be kind to me. If you’re here to gloat over my misfortune, then you’ve seen enough. You can leave," Lu Jincai said coldly, his emotions seemingly sealed away since arriving at the police station.

"Big brother, Zhang Wenli isn’t dead, she’s just seriously injured. If you admit it was an accidental injury, the court surely won’t sentence you harshly." After all, it was Zhang Wenli who cheated first, and Lu Jincai being drunk and impulsive might be understandable.

To his dismay, Lu Jincai’s expressionless face suddenly twisted into something fierce, "What, that slut isn’t dead? Why didn’t she die, that damn slut."

His emotions erupted, and the nearby officer, seeing his state, took him away directly. Lu Yaqin, at her wit’s end, went immediately to seek Shen Junze.

"Jun Ze, please find a way to help your uncle," Lu Yaqin pleaded in a low voice.

Shen Junze raised his eyebrows in surprise. He was waiting for Lu Jincai’s next move, and the man had already landed himself in the police station. It looked like he wouldn’t be getting out for a few years.

"Mom, according to you, whether it’s attempted murder or involuntary injury, the evidence is conclusive. What do you want me to do for him? The most I can do is find him a lawyer," Shen Junze said indifferently, showing no interest in helping Lu Jincai.

"Jun Ze, I know you hate your uncle, and Mom knows this is difficult for you. But no matter what, your uncle truly loved you once. Can you help him one last time? I’m not asking for him to be released, just for a reduced sentence." This was her only brother, and Lu Yaqin ultimately couldn’t help but soften.