The Divorced Wife of the Richest Man is Reborn

Since Little Wang is such a capable son and thoughtfully blocked the only exit, Yan Zhao couldn't afford to fall short of his son's capabilities. Of course, when it comes to police investigations, it's not as simple as Little Wang imagined, where they would have to fight criminals bare-handed.

A call was made to the Xicheng District Public Security Bureau. Yan Zhao introduced himself as Yan Zhao. The police officer who had been picking his teeth and was about to let out a fart quickly retracted it and dropped the toothpick.

Yan Zhao, the living devil of the ministry, had toppled the deputy director of the general bureau as soon as he took office. Every police officer in the city knew him.

"Reporting to the leader, we will be there immediately," he said.

"Remember to bring more people," Yan Zhao said, looking up at Zhou Xueqin, whose hair was yellow and dry, her face aged, and wearing a faded tank top.

He suddenly remembered the day they went to get their marriage certificate. Zhou Xueqin had been very flattering towards him the entire way, but she also kept asking about his background and connections, and how powerful his father was in the capital.0

From the very beginning, this woman had approached him because of his family background and connections, only to end up with nothing.

And now, what exactly is she still seeking? Knowing that Lu Jingyu is engaging in illegal activities, she still helps him keep watch?

If she truly loves Little Wang and Little Lang, her actions are pushing the two children towards an uncertain future. Doesn't she know this?

Lighting another cigarette, she took a deep drag and gently flicked the ash downstairs.

Once she had been proud of her looks and figure, but now it seems she doesn't care about any of that anymore.

She lives like a complete wreck.

Arresting people is a matter of moments. After all, it's the Ministry of Public Security, and the order from Section Chief Yan Zhao of the Investigation Section not only brought the police but also coordinated with the armed police.0

In less than five minutes, armed police surrounded the entire alley.0

Using a cannon to kill a mosquito almost scared all the streetwalkers in the alley to death.0

Of course, Wang Qi, who was busy injecting drugs, Feng Ha and Lu Dabao, who were chatting, and Lu Jingyu, who was busy serving them tea and water, were all caught in one sweep.0

Initially, when Yan Zhao heard that Zhou Xueqin had black oil tickets, he had a bold idea.0

Nuclear waste had been found in Fujian, but the hundreds of tons of diesel mixed with it that were brought back had disappeared. Yan Zhao's trip to Fujian was to find this black diesel, which was contaminated with radiation. Once it enters the market, it will cause great harm to users' health and the environment.0

Nuclear radiation represents cancer, internal bleeding, and fetal deformities. Its damage to the human body and the environment is beyond description.0

Hu Baiye had once confessed that he had hidden the oil somewhere.0

But when Yan Zhao and his team went to look for it, the black oil was already gone.0

There are local overlords in Fujian, and black gas stations are everywhere. They don't use cash; they use their own printed black oil tickets. They mostly deliver door-to-door and are closely connected with the local public security system. It's very difficult to find out where they hide the oil.0

But the three million oil tickets Zhou Xueqin gave to Gao Xiaomei were a clue. With this clue, Yan Zhao could find out that Lu Jingyu should also be involved in the black oil case.0

As a breakthrough point, he could then obtain evidence through Lu Jingyu and investigate the local public security officers who had been bribed and corrupted, rounding up a group of criminals?0

So, Little Wang did something significant; he solved Yan Zhao's urgent problem.0

After arresting everyone, Yan Zhao first went through the procedures and applied for approval documents.0

That evening, around 8 p.m., he finally got the approval and personally interrogated Lu Jingyu.0

At this moment, Lu Jingyu was sitting in the interrogation room. Hearing the door open, he looked up and saw a man in a short-sleeve police uniform, with a crew cut, dark and bulging arm muscles, and a stern face.0

It was Yan Zhao.0

He must be close to forty now.0

Although his skin was dark, his figure was tall and straight, without a trace of fat. Standing there, he exuded an aura of authority without even trying.0

Once, when Chen Meilan was going to the city to marry Yan Zhao, Lu Jingyu followed them on a motorcycle to the bus stop. Seeing Chen Meilan and Yuanyuan get on the bus with Yan Zhao, he actually looked down on Yan Zhao.0

A retired soldier who also wanted to be a policeman, in this era with pitifully low wages, Chen Meilan was going to suffer by following him. At that time, he still thought that without leaving his daughter behind, Chen Meilan could only marry a man like Yan Zhao. Any better man wouldn't want to raise someone else's daughter.0

But now?0

In fact, Lu Jingyu had long noticed the difference between Zhou Xueqin and Chen Meilan.0

As the saying goes, a virtuous wife brings fewer troubles to her husband, and a filial son brings peace to his father's heart.0

Er Niu is in Japan, has had plastic surgery, and is now very beautiful. She is also practicing singing and is a good child.0

Dabao's academic performance is excellent, and he can also help Lu Jingyu a lot in business. It was through him that Lu Jingyu met and befriended Feng Ha and Wang Qi. Now, Lu Jingyu has a large amount of oil, which is also due to Dabao's clues from Feng Ha and Wang Qi. So, Lu Jingyu has a filial son and is also very capable.0

If there's a problem, it's Zhou Xueqin.0

An unvirtuous wife is the reason he keeps getting into trouble.0

Thinking of this, he smiled and said, "Yan Bureau, sit, please."0

Then, sighing, he added, "Everything is fate, you should know, Lu Jingyu and Chen Meilan were actually in a relationship before you two got married?"0

Yan Zhao held a pen in one hand and a notepad in the other, ready to take notes. He had already known about Lu Jingyu and Chen Meilan, who should have become a couple.0

Without speaking, he quickly wrote down what Lu Jingyu said.0

Lu Jingyu smiled and suddenly said, "Yan Bureau, to some extent, I actually took the blame for you. Zhou Xueqin is a jinx. Others made money from coal, but her coal caught fire. When I told her to get a loan from Song Huaihua during the national debt crisis, she couldn't even do that. We had to cooperate with others, and she got stabbed. For pagers, I told her to find a dealer, and she found a criminal, resulting in a loss. For building a house, I said to save on materials and build more, but she was afraid of the house collapsing and insisted on only building two. Now that house prices are soaring, others use worse materials than me, and their houses are fine?"0

He tapped the table and said, "My downfall is all because of Zhou Xueqin, that unlucky woman. She was your ex-wife. If I hadn't taken that unlucky woman off your hands, you would have been the one to suffer, wouldn't you?"0

The pen scratched across the paper, and Yan Zhao lowered his eyes, showing no expression as he continued to write.0

Lu Jingyu calmly said, "The next thing I'm going to say, if you want to do right by your two sons, don't write it down. I have a trading company. Hu Baiye's hidden black oil in Fujian, told by Feng Ha and Wang Qi, is now all in my hands. I've already sold 5 tons, and there are still 505 tons left. At 3 yuan per liter, that's 1.8 million yuan. But... my trading company, Zhou Xueqin is the legal representative and the financial officer. So, the 1.8 million yuan is all handled by her. Now, only she knows where the 509 tons of oil are hidden, because she hid it herself."0

Yan Zhao's pen stopped, and he looked at Lu Jingyu.0

Human desires are always magnified in front of money.0

As for Lu Jingyu, Yan Zhao initially thought he was an ordinary and mediocre person.0

He only became a tycoon by riding on Chen Meilan's luck.0

Now, looking again, this man's cunning and viciousness surpass even Yan Xishan.0

But in terms of ability, he's not as strong as Yan Xishan, and what he's best at is shifting the blame.0

Especially to women.0

Dealing coal, speculating on national debt, and building houses with poor steel are all serious illegal activities.0

If there really was a previous life, and if Chen Meilan hadn't persuaded him, once something went wrong, he would have been doomed.0

And now, no one is persuading him, and Zhou Xueqin is as greedy for money as he is.0

They use each other, and Zhou Xueqin, loving money, has joined him in the black oil business. And Lu Jingyu, to avoid trouble, set up the company with Zhou Xueqin as the legal representative and accountant.0

So, once something goes wrong, the police will legally arrest Zhou Xueqin.0

Lu Jingyu not only wants to make black money but also to shift the blame perfectly.

He shifts the blame onto Zhou Xueqin.

Yan Zhao lowered his head and meticulously wrote down every word Lu Jingyu had said.

Then he turned the transcript around and said, "Comrade Lu Jingyu, this is what you just said. If there are no objections, please sign it."

This left Lu Jingyu stunned.

Zhou Xueqin is the biological mother of Yan Wangqi and Yan Minglang. Lu Jingyu had entrusted the oil to Zhou Xueqin to hide, in order to prevent Yan Zhao from tracing it back to him.0

He believed that even if Yan Zhao were as impartial as steel, he wouldn't dare to risk his children's future.

After all, if Zhou Xueqin were sentenced, Yan Zhao's two sons would be affected.0

But Yan Zhao was willing to sentence his ex-wife and jeopardize his sons' future for the sake of the case.0

This was indeed the legendary "Living King of Hell," who wouldn't even flinch when his children's future was at stake.0

However, Lu Jingyu didn't dare. The 500 tons of oil were worth over three million yuan, his initial capital for rebuilding his fortune.0

How could he dare to sign?0

After a long stare, Lu Jingyu's hands trembled, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans rolled down his temples.0

"If you don't sign, I'll have Zhou Xueqin sign. Whoever confesses first, I'll seek leniency for them," Yan Zhao said, picking up the transcript and preparing to leave.0

Lu Jingyu realized that Yan Zhao was serious. His handcuffed hands clanged against the table: "Yan Zhao, you don't understand Zhou Xueqin. All she cares about is money. For money, she won't confess."0

Turning his head, Yan Zhao's tall, straight back in his light green shirt was imposing.0

"I can," he said curtly.0

"Impossible. You know that woman is heartless. She loves your two kids less than mine," Lu Jingyu shouted.0

With a bang, Yan Zhao closed the door and left.0

In truth, when it came to whether Zhou Xueqin loved Little Wang and Little Lang,0

Yan Zhao believed she did. She loved Little Wang and Little Lang.0

During his search of Zhou Xueqin's residence, he found a will. In it, Zhou Xueqin had left two buildings, one for her brother and mother, and the other for Little Lang and Little Wang. She had 200,000 yuan in cash deposits. If she died, 100,000 yuan would go to her brother and mother, and the remaining 100,000 yuan would be evenly divided between Little Lang and Little Wang.0

But this was her last resort. In reality, she never thought she would die early. After extricating herself from loan sharks, she followed Lu Jingyu into black oil smuggling because she was greedy and wanted to be even richer.0

Late at night, Yan Zhao hadn't eaten yet. Leaving the interrogation room, he saw Liu Jingjing wrapped in a military coat, lying crookedly in the office. "Didn't I tell you to boil some water and give a cup to the one in the next interrogation room? What are you doing?"0

Earlier, before interrogating Lu Jingyu, Yan Zhao had asked Liu Jingjing to boil some water for Zhou Xueqin.0

This was purely a trivial task, but it counted as involvement in the case.0

Later, when reporting the number of people involved in the case, Liu Jingjing could be included.0

Liu Jingjing was in charge of archives and should have been off duty by now. Yan Zhao had dragged her around to run errands, knowing he was doing it to help her father's reputation and give her some credit at the Public Security Bureau.0

But she was naturally lazy and was almost fed up with it. She angrily got up and poured a cup of water for Zhou Xueqin.0

Yan Zhao had other work to do and was on the phone with the Guangzhou police.0

Liu Jingjing entered the interrogation room with the teacup. Zhou Xueqin's hands were handcuffed, and she was yawning.0

But as soon as she saw Liu Jingjing, she became excited: "Hey, comrade, aren't you Liu Jingjing?"0

"Yes, what's up?" Liu Jingjing rolled her eyes and said.0

Zhou Xueqin's psychology was exactly as Lu Jingyu had guessed.0

She was the legal representative of the company, and the oil was hidden by her. Neither Lu Jingyu nor she would confess.0

The capital city's public security had not yet been reformed, and the city's security was still chaotic. In the 1990s, surveillance, cameras, and even air and train travel were relatively lax. Zhou Xueqin had her brother make fake IDs for her, directly from the public security system, identical to real IDs.0

In Fujian, many people wanted the oil she had. As long as she could escape from the capital's public security bureau and reach Fujian, a large group of people would protect her for the oil, including local public security officers.0

Then she could sell the oil, take the money, and sneak out of the country. As long as the public security couldn't verify the evidence, it wouldn't negatively affect Little Wang and Little Lang.0

The buildings would continue to appreciate, and she could make big money abroad.0

That sounded pretty good.0

The only difficulty now was how to escape from the capital's public security bureau.0

Escaping from here seemed like a pipe dream.0

But with Liu Jingjing, it was different. Zhou Xueqin knew her from her past life. Liu Jingjing was a fool who liked Yan Zhao and had even confessed to him in the office.0

She was the kind of girl who was overly infatuated with love.0

In her past life, it was rumored that she confessed to Yan Zhao in the office, even exposing her chest.0

Because of this, Yan Zhao was severely disciplined by higher-ups.0

Liu Jingjing was also fired from the unit.0

But even after being fired, she didn't regret it and still clung to Yan Zhao.0

Liu Jingjing was here, and the opportunity had arrived.0

"Liu Jingjing, I have a question for you. You must tell the truth. You... like Yan Zhao, don't you?" Zhou Xueqin was in a hurry and got straight to the point.0

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"If you really like him, I can help you. I know what Yan Zhao likes," Zhou Xueqin added.0

...0

"As long as you're willing to unlock my handcuffs and let me go." She said again.0

The key to the handcuffs was managed by Liu Jingjing, in her archive room. And she was a girl who valued love above all else, so she was Zhou Xueqin's only hope for escape.0

As Liu Jingjing was about to leave, she stopped, her big, round eyes staring at Zhou Xueqin, her face turning red.0

Maybe Zhou Xueqin had hit a nerve.0

Maybe she had indeed entertained such thoughts.0

And if her father was still the first commander, if she was still that spoiled, unaware of the immensity of the world, Liu Jingjing might have done something.0

But now her father had retired, no one spoiled her, and no one flattered her.0

Now, because of her low education, she was always unqualified during the bureau's regular checks, struggling with studies, even giving up her favorite star-chasing. And she had always liked Chen Meilan from the first time they met. People tend to unconsciously learn from those they admire.0

She had regretted missing out on the excellent Xue Mingfang and had broken up with Hu Xiaohua, who had become a big manager, almost driving her crazy. But now she had Qi Zheng, who was very handsome and excellent, and Chen Meilan was teaching her how to pursue Qi Zheng.0

What kind of old lady was this, suddenly hitting her on a never-exposed sore spot?0

If Chen Meilan found out, how would she face people?0

Her eyes wide with anger, Liu Jingjing declared with righteousness: "Auntie, I like Yan Zhao, quite a lot, but I like Chen Meilan even more, because she's my sister, and Yan Zhao is my brother-in-law."0

With that, she closed the door and left.0

Zhou Xueqin was left dumbfounded.0

She had been reborn, seeing too many changes in people's lives.0

Gu Xiao, who should have died long ago, was still alive and well in the South Seas.0

Yan Peiheng, who should have stopped at the level of the army, was now the first commander of the military committee, and might even rise to the national level. Yan Zhao had risen so early to work directly in the Ministry of Public Security. And Little Wang and Little Lang, so outstanding that she often wondered if they were really her children.0

These were enough, but what about Liu Jingjing? Why was she completely not as stupid as in her past life?0

And just then, Yan Zhao pushed the door open.0

What should she do? For the sake of her two children, Zhou Xueqin had to leave, to escape.0

So she couldn't help but speak up: "Yan Lao San, I need to talk to you about something. Don't think I'm crazy or that my mind is messed up. Listen to me."0

After a pause, she added: "I, I've been reborn!"0

...0

If she was going to tell Yan Zhao, she had to start from the beginning, slowly.0

She had to make Yan Zhao understand that it was because of her rebirth that he had become better in this life.0

For instance, at this time in her previous life, Yan Zhao was still at the Jindong Branch Bureau, just a small bureau chief, struggling under the pressure of a group of high-ranking leaders. Little Wang was ill, and he had taken a three-year leave without pay to treat Little Wang. The entire police force in the city had even donated money for this cause, and he had bowed and thanked everyone profusely.0

But look at him now; time has left no trace on his face.0

His physique remains as upright as when he returned from the battlefield, his hair is still jet black and neatly combed, unlike in her previous life when his temples were gray and his hair was like frost.0

Isn't all this because of her?0

Zhou Xueqin still believed that her rebirth had made everyone better.0

Although it sounded absurd, today she was going to tell Yan Zhao everything, exactly as it was.0

After all, it was all her merit.0

Remember how pitiful Little Wang was in her previous life? Because he had been doing business since childhood, carrying loads and running errands, and had to curl up on a chair next to the sickbed at night, he hadn't developed properly. His back was bent like a bow, and due to a lack of nutrition during adolescence, he was always as skinny as a bean sprout. Yet, he had fallen in love with a chubby girl with dark skin, covered in pimples, and looked utterly foolish at first glance.0

It was when Little Wang was 25, bringing that girl to meet her. Zhou Xueqin was so furious that she splashed a cup of water at the girl and sent her away. She also warned Little Wang that if he dared to marry that girl, she would hang herself at his wedding.0

From then on, until her death, Little Wang never married.0

But that girl didn't break up with Little Wang either. Zhou Xueqin occasionally encountered her in the hospital. The girl would gain and lose weight, her skin sagging from excessive dieting, and walking alongside Little Wang, whose back was as bent as a bow, they looked like a pair of jokes.0

She often felt resentful, wondering why her child had turned out that way.0

But now, Little Wang's physique was so tall and slender, with well-developed muscles from never missing a basketball game.0

He hadn't lacked nutrition, nor had he grown into a bean sprout.0

Wasn't that all because of her?0

Wasn't that all because of Zhou Xueqin?0

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Zhou Xueqin spoke non-stop, recounting a long story. Seeing that Yan Zhao was still writing, she continued, "Yan Lao San, I left for your good. I gave you Chen Meilan, she's virtuous, kind, and submissive. Without me, there wouldn't be the current you or Little Wang. Do you know what Little Wang would be like? He would be like a steamed bun, lying there lifelessly. You don't know the pressure of having a sick child. I freed you, and I freed myself. All I want now is a release. What's wrong with that? You just need to stop investigating. I've written a will; you've seen it, right? At least half of the money I've earned will go to my sons when I die. I'm earning money for my sons."0

Convincing Yan Zhao would make things easier.0

He could arrest Lu Jingyu and those kids for the pornography case.0

The smuggling of oil would then be entirely hers.0

She just needed to leave now, sell the oil, and she would become rich immediately.0

She had done so much for the Yan family; why wouldn't Yan Zhao let her go?0

After an hour of speaking, Zhou Xueqin stared at Yan Zhao.0

The interrogation room's lighting was warm, casting a glow on his features. When he was young, Zhou Xueqin never thought he was handsome; she always felt that other men were better.0

But now, under the warm light, she realized why Liu Jingjing was so infatuated with him.0

His features were indeed handsome, just that his eyes were too dark, like an ancient well.0

No one could guess what was on his mind.0

That was why she had always feared him.0

She had told him everything about her rebirth.0

Did he believe her? If he did, why wasn't he shocked, not even raising an eyebrow?0

Zhou Xueqin wondered if Yan Zhao thought she was crazy.0

Or maybe, after hearing her story, he finally understood her plight and was moved to silence?0

With a blank expression, Yan Zhao continued writing.0

One word after another, he wrote carefully and then looked up, "Zhou Xueqin, you must tell me where the black oil is hidden. You may be the legal representative, but if you confess that the shareholders instructed you, your sentence won't be too long..."0

Was he crazy? After she had told him so much, he still wanted to sentence her?0

Frantically, Zhou Xueqin shouted, "Yan Zhao, if I'm sentenced, Little Wang and Little Lang will never get into a good unit."0

She didn't want to use her children as bargaining chips, but since Yan Zhao wouldn't compromise, she had no choice.0

Yan Zhao remained calm and composed, still writing, "You must serve your sentence, but I can apply for probation. If you testify and provide evidence against Feng Ha, Wang Qi, and Lu Dabao, how they drugged and raped young girls, I can help you seek leniency!"0

He stopped writing and turned the paper towards her.0

Of course, he didn't include Zhou Xueqin's ramblings about rebirth and her previous life. Instead, he focused on the case-related details.0

Then he handed her the pen, indicating she should sign and said, "Give me the evidence."0

Originally, they were talking about the oil case, but how did he suddenly bring up the rape case involving Wang Qi, Feng Ha, and others?0

Zhou Xueqin looked up at Yan Zhao, who was also looking at her, his deep, stern gaze revealing that he had already seen through her.0

Her eyes met Yan Zhao's, and she felt like she had been burned, quickly looking away.0

Of course, Zhou Xueqin had been with Lu Jingyu and his son, Lu Dabao, for some time.0

Feng Ha and Wang Qi were brought in by Lu Dabao, using drugs to help train young girls. Lu Jingyu got the black oil from them. Zhou Xueqin had indeed kept evidence of these things after discovering them.0

She had been shocked and disgusted by those events, feeling that Lu Jingyu had dragged her into a quagmire. She had even thought about reporting it, or even killing Lu Dabao, Feng Ha, and Wang Qi.0

Her smoking addiction started then.0

But Lu Jingyu had given her the black oil, worth three million.0

She hated Lu Dabao, Feng Ha, and Wang Qi, but she couldn't bear to part with the three million.0

With three million, she had two buildings in Guangzhou. If Yan Zhao would just let her leave the country, it wouldn't affect Little Wang and Little Lang.0

What was Yan Zhao thinking? Why did he have to push her to the brink?0

"I can give you the evidence against those kids, but I won't tell you where the oil is. And, Yan Zhao, I don't want probation; I want you to let me go," Zhou Xueqin said.0

Yan Zhao's fingers tapped lightly on the table, "Your brother, Zhou Fulong, is currently in Guangzhou, collecting rent for your buildings, right? You asked him to bribe local police with ten thousand yuan to get you an ID card, household registration book, and passport. You thought that after spending ten thousand, he would get you real documents, didn't you? No, Zhou Fulong got you extremely fake ones. If you try to run, you'll be stopped at customs. Your brother always told you that the rent from the two buildings totals eight thousand a month, didn't he? No, those buildings currently rent for at least fifteen thousand a month. Your fake documents will be sent over from Guangzhou tomorrow, so you can see just how fake they are!"0

At this moment, Zhou Xueqin was still planning to escape, sell the oil, and then leave the country.0

When Yan Zhao said this, she suddenly froze.0

Then her lips trembled, and she shivered all over.0

This was the most fatal blow.0

Zhou Xueqin treated Zhou Qiaofang indifferently but doted on her brother, Zhou Fulong, just like she did on Little Wang and Little Lang.0

After all, he was her brother, her closest kin.0

She thought that once she got to Guangzhou, she could use the new documents her brother got her to leave the country?0

Did she think that only her brother was the closest to her?0

But when she always used love as a knife to stab her children, she didn't realize that her dearest brother was also using love as a knife to stab her.0

Even the documents he got her for her escape were fake beyond belief.0

This proves that her brother never intended for her to have a good life, right?0

Thinking further, she sold the oil and got the money, and she would definitely go looking for her brother.0

Now her brother is already underreporting the rent amount. Once she goes there with the money, would her brother just pocket it?0

Zhou Xueqin stared at the paper and pen, and after a long while, she let out a sharp scream.0

Unfortunately, the interrogation room was soundproof. No matter how loud she screamed, no one outside could hear it.0

The transcript was right on the table. Zhou Xueqin really wanted to tear it up.0

But after tearing it up, would she feel any better? She could confess about Feng Ha and Lu Dabao.0

What she couldn't bear to part with was the black oil. She wanted to make a profit of three hundred thousand from it alone.0

But if her brother betrayed her, as a lone woman with three million, if she couldn't leave the country, would she be hunted down by the local gangsters in Fujian? Or would she still be caught by the police?0

Yan Zhao stood up, ready to leave.0

Zhou Xueqin panicked and said repeatedly, "Yan Zhao, I don't want probation, and I don't want to go to jail. You must help me. If it weren't for me being reborn, if it weren't for me enduring the pain of leaving you all..."0

Yan Zhao had already reached the door, his hand on the doorknob, when he suddenly turned back and said in a very low voice, "Zhou Xueqin, you say you lived another lifetime. Little Wang was bedridden, and Little Wang grew up like a crooked bamboo pole. You said they were one sick and one useless, with no future. But have you ever thought that maybe Chen Meilan was reborn too? She knew we were going to live the way you described, yet she still married me resolutely."0

Zhou Xueqin didn't react at first, just staring at Yan Zhao.0

Yan Zhao repeated, "You married Lu Jingyu knowing he would rise to prominence. Chen Meilan married me knowing our future would be miserable."0

After saying that, Yan Zhao turned and left, closing the door behind him.0

Left alone, Zhou Xueqin stood there in shock for a long time before plopping down onto the chair.0

Was Chen Meilan also reborn?0

She knew that Little Wang would be a useless fool and that Little Wang would be a sickly child.0

Under such circumstances, she married Yan Zhao?0

How could that be possible?0

If she was reborn, why didn't she marry Lu Jingyu earlier and continue to be the wife of a tycoon, the mother of a rich second generation?0

This thought flashed through Zhou Xueqin's mind, and she realized a cruel truth.0

Chen Meilan didn't marry a tycoon, but she now owns a nationally renowned clothing factory and a nationally renowned milk powder factory. Given time, if these two factories go public, she will become a tycoon.0

She didn't marry a tycoon, but she herself is about to become one.0

Reborn for eight whole years, at this moment, Zhou Xueqin's eight-year-long belief finally crumbled.0

So what did she spend her whole life doing?0

Her son doesn't acknowledge her, her brother betrays her, the daughter she painstakingly educated, Lv Erniu, has had no news since she left the country, and Lu Dabao is a despicable creature who instigates teenagers to take drugs, commit crimes, and rape underage girls.0

A beast in human form.0

And all of this, was it her fault?0

Zhou Xueqin sat in despair on the chair, and once this thought entered her mind, it couldn't be shaken off.0

Why were Little Wang and Little Wang like that when she raised them, but turned out to be good children when Chen Meilan raised them?0

What a joke, such a simple truth, Zhou Xueqin took eight whole years to understand.0

But the truth is too cruel.0

It's not that the children themselves weren't good enough, it's that she ruined them?0

Lu Dabao was clearly a rich second generation in his previous life, could it be that she ruined him too?0

It's a terrible thing to deny oneself.0

And now, even if Zhou Xueqin doesn't want to deny herself, the truth hits her in the face.0

She can't help but face the cold handcuffs on her wrists, the interrogation room she can't escape from.0

She also can't help but face the fact that if she doesn't confess about those juvenile delinquents, doesn't reveal the black oil, she'll have to rot in jail.0

Her gaze fell on the confession, Zhou Xueqin tried her best to grab the pen, but she just couldn't write her name.0

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As for Yan Zhao.0

After leaving the city bureau, the director had a driver waiting specially to take Yan Zhao home.0

The children sleep late during winter vacation.0

It was almost eleven o'clock now. As soon as Yan Zhao got out of the car and entered his own yard, he heard a boy's voice: "I like you so much, can't you like me back, even a little?"0

Yan Zhao's hair stood on end. That must be Little Wang, itching for a beating.0

But that wasn't Little Wang's voice, it must be Little Wang.0

How could such a young kid say something like that?0

Then came the voice of Yuan Yuan: "I now solemnly declare that everything on this mountain belongs to me, including you."0

What on earth was this little girl saying, it sounded so funny?0

Then the two children burst into laughter.0

Yan Zhao pushed the door open with a bang, and Little Wang stood up immediately, calling out: "Dad."0

The two younger ones were doing their homework on the tea table. Seeing Yan Zhao come in, they called out: "Dad."0

Yuan Yuan jumped up and ran into the kitchen: "Dad, you haven't eaten yet, right? Mom made beef pie tonight, wait a moment, I'll heat it up for you."0

Yan Zhao's gaze fell on Little Wang's face. The young man stood tall, with thin and long arms, wearing a big vest, his eyes full of worries, staring at him.0

Zhou Xueqin was his biological mother, she was someone he could find, and he reported the case.0

In a sense, the child was a paragon of justice.0

He must also be worried, not knowing if Zhou Xueqin would affect Little Wang's future, not knowing how the police would handle her.

But between father and son, there was no need for too many words. Yan Zhao nodded at his son, and Little Wang, who had been hanging his heart in his throat, immediately relaxed.

The child knew that there was no problem in this world that his dad couldn't solve.

"There are spicy pig ears and cucumber shreds at home, Dad, sit in the dining room and wait, I'll bring them out for you." The young man said cheerfully.

Entering the kitchen, he flicked Yuan Yuan on the forehead and said, "People are born of people, demons are born of demons."

Yuan Yuan burst out laughing.

And Little Wang, added another line: "Does liking someone need a reason? Does it? Doesn't it? Does it?"

Yuan Yuan laughed again, almost falling over, and the beef pie was almost burned.

Yan Zhao turned off the TV and went into the bedroom.

Chen Meilan was on the bed, having just taken a shower, her hair loose, talking on the phone.

Yan Zhao slowly sat down on the edge of the bed.

In Thailand, he only knew one possibility, that he and Chen Meilan's fate was something Su Wen had forced, but at that time he still felt that even if there was another possibility, his two sons wouldn't be too bad.0

Even when he just returned to the country last year, Chen Meilan had told him that Little Wang would get leukemia, and Little Wang would also live a hard life. At that time, in Yan Zhao's mind, Little Wang was still tall and thin, and Little Wang was still white and clean, cute and lovely.

Until today in the interrogation room, Zhou Xueqin's outburst.

The horrifying picture of the past life was gradually being filled in Yan Zhao's mind.

Little Wang, swollen like a steamed bun, lying in bed forever, lifeless.

That was already a sight he didn't dare to imagine.

Because he often carried things to sell, and because he often curled up to sleep, he didn't develop well, and Little Wang was bent like a bow, what would that look like?0

Would he still find a fat girl, like a pumpkin, as his girlfriend?

Would Little Wang meet that fat girl like a pumpkin in this life?

And Chen Meilan, she had seen it, she had seen the sickly Little Wang when he grew up, and the bent Little Wang, and even his full head of white hair.0

Yet when they first met in Chen Family Village, she married him without hesitation.0

That's love, even though she always says she doesn't love him.0

If it weren't for love, how could she have the courage to step into his life knowing the outcome?0

So Yan Zhao once believed it firmly, then doubted it, but now he still believes it firmly.0

Chen Meilan loves him, just as he loves her.0

But he still had a question, so he waited quietly until Chen Meilan finished her conversation with Xue Mingfang about the 271 project on the phone. He took the phone and placed it on the bedside table, then brought over the comb, face cream, and hand cream that Chen Meilan needed.0

Watching her comb her hair smoothly and gently apply face cream to her face, he finally asked, "Meilan, you said Yan Minglang would get leukemia. I feel there must be a trigger for it. What exactly is that trigger?"0

He had it in his previous life, but not in this one. There must be a trigger.0

And what exactly is the trigger that caused Little Wolf to fall ill?0