Chapter 13: Letter

“Okay, but JinCheng, you and I will share with each other if something happens in the future.” After holding Li JinCheng’s hand tighter, He ZhenXuan said again: “I am your fiance.” 

He would also be his husband in the future.

But Li JinCheng didn’t say these words, he just looked at He ZhenXuan and smiled.

It was the weekend. Early in the morning, Li YaoZu and Song WanRu were awakened by the noise from outside the door.

The plastic factory at home had already filed for bankruptcy. Thinking that his years of hard work had been in vain and everything had gone to nothing, Li YaoZu had been using alcohol to dissipate his sorrows these days.

The hangover made him sluggish, and thinking that there were servants at home, he didn’t get up.

But before long, these servants should also be fired....... After thinking about this, he couldn’t help sighing.

Song WanRu became even angrier when she heard Li YaoZu’s sigh.

Last night, she had been thinking about what excuses she would use to divorce Li YaoZu. The sleep time was too short, so she stayed in bed and didn’t move.

But within two minutes, the door of the bedroom was knocked loudly by the servants outside.

“What’s the matter?!”

Li YaoZu yelled, and then pulled up the quilt irritably.

“Master, police, police, they said that the second young master broke the law......and they are to arrest him and put him in prison.”

Several servants in the family were all of a certain age, probably because they were too nervous, they spoke intermittently, and their tone was full of panic. But very quickly, both Li YaoZu and Song WanRu bounced off the bed as if they got an electric shock.

“Dad! Mom! Help me!”

Li JiaJun, whose hands were handcuffed, had the same expression as the servants. Song WanRu’s mind went blank. After tightly gripping the panicked Li JiaJun’s arm, she looked at the policeman in front of her and said palely: “What did my son do?! How can you handcuff him indiscriminately?!”

Song WanRu, who was wearing a nightgown, gave off a feeling of hysteria, and her whole body began to tremble slightly.

Although she looked a little pitiful, it was a pity that Li JiaJun’s character was too bad. Thinking that like a mother, like a son, the policeman gave her a suspicious look, took out the arrest warrant and said: “We have solid evidence and we will not indiscriminately arrest people.”

After speaking, he looked at the policemen beside him and said, “Take him away.”

“No! Please! Tell me! What did my son do wrong?!”

Song WanRu burst into tears, and there was a young policeman behind who saw how pitiful she was, so he roughly told her what Li JiaJun had done.

“He instigated others to commit crimes, and the punishment he faced may be more severe than those few people.”

Thinking of Li JinCheng’s attitude towards them now, the power and wealth of the He family, Song WanRu screamed and passed out into Li YaoZu’s arms as soon as the young policeman left.

Li YaoZu hadn’t recovered yet, he only vaguely remembered what the policeman said just now.

Because of jealousy, Li JiaJun had his brother Li JinCheng kidnapped. At the same time, he planned to have several people take a video of Li JinCheng being sexually assaulted and send it to his fiancé.

As for the few people who kidnapped Li JinCheng, one was named Chen Yao, and his family opened a cheap hotel in Sham Shui Po. The reason why Li JiaJun met him was because he often took the same sex friends to rent a room there. Another one was the fat man named Liang Guobin, who had a bookstall of his own in Mong Kok, and the remaining two had been in jail, joined the gang, and now worked in a car wash.

The four people had already pleaded guilty. In addition to Li JiaJun transferring 300,000 yuan to Chen Yao’s account two days before the incident, Chen Yao also took out a lot of intimate videos of him and the same sex friends, proving that he was a real homosexual.

Li YaoZu couldn’t believe that the youngest son, whom he had always been proud of, was also gay. In addition, he wanted to make his half-brother’s life worse than death.........

It was until this moment, that Li YaoZu realized that he was a failure as a father, and even a failure as a man.

“Master? Master!”

Li YaoZu raised his head in a daze, and the servant looked at him with some fear, and said, “Do you want to call a doctor for Madam?”

“Okay.”

Carrying Song WanRu to the bedroom, Li YaoZu stared at her blankly, only feeling that he was really about to lose everything.......

Before the doctor came, Song WanRu was already awake. Seeing the haggard Li YaoZu in front of her, she quickly got up and grabbed his arm tightly and said, “YaoZu, please, hurry up and go and intercede with Li JinCheng, begging him to spare JiaJun. JiaJun is so good, and if he goes to jail, his life will be over!”

After saying this, Song WanRu wept bitterly.

Song WanRu’s cry made Li YaoZu both painful and irritable. He didn’t know why this house became like this. Li JinCheng didn’t like to talk, but he treated Li JiaJun very well since he was a child. Even when their family only celebrated JiaJun’s birthday every year, he never complained, but JiaJun came up with such a vicious method to frame him...

Until this moment, Li YaoZu finally realized that he owed Li JinCheng all these years.

So.........it’s no wonder that he couldn’t wait to leave this home after getting engaged, and treat him with that kind of attitude........

“YaoZu? Li YaoZu! You say something!! JiaJun is your son!! “

“JinCheng is also my son.”

“What do you mean?”

“You let me think.......”

“Li YaoZu!!!”

Ignoring Song WanRu’s deafening screams, Li YaoZu just walked into his study with a numb expression.

To a certain extent, Song WanRu was extremely powerful and scheming, but in the face of the wealth and power of the He family, she became helpless.

First of all, she couldn’t find Li JinCheng, she couldn’t reach anyone in the He family, and she couldn’t even enter the gate of the RongSheng Group.

In addition, she could not find a lawyer to defend Li JiaJun, nor could she release him on bail from the police station.

In desperation, she had to find Wei LunYue, but it was a pity that Wei LunYue, who had patted his chest two days ago and promised her that he would rescue his own son, until this day, he was only willing to answer her phone and said, “WanRu, you also know that my decoration company and RongSheng Group have a cooperative relationship...... This time, JiaJun offended the wrong person...”

“You are JiaJun’s biological father!! How can you ignore him?!”

“I can’t put myself in it for him, can I?”

“Wei LunYue! You are heartless and ungrateful! I shouldn’t have let JiaJun call you father in the first place! You are not worthy!!”

“I am not worthy, is Li YaoZu worthy? Since you look down on me so much, then you can ask Li YaoZu to save your son.”

Song WanRu still wanted to talk, but Wei LunYue had already hung up the phone in his hand, and after Song WanRu called him again, he simply turned off the phone.

“Heartless and ungrateful man, worse than a dog or pig.”

After scolding, Song WanRu cried again.

In just three days, she had been forced into a desperate situation, but when she thought of Li JiaJun and the possibility that he might suffer in the detention room, Song WanRu had no choice but to force herself to be strong.

He was the treasure of her life. Even if it cost her own life, she couldn’t let JiaJun suffer a little bit!

“YaoZu, JiaJun is only young and ignorant. His approach may be a little bit extreme, but....... Isn’t JinCheng okay? I beg you. You go and beg with Li JinCheng. No matter what, you are his father. If you talk to him well...... he will definitely be willing to give JiaJun a chance to reform himself........”

In the study, Li YaoZu looked at Song WanRu in front of him with a complicated expression. He felt that she seemed haggard and aged a lot in just a few days. The two had known each other for more than 30 years. Thinking of her dazzling appearance when she was young, Li YaoZu only felt sad.

Seeing the pity in his eyes, Song WanRu immediately grabbed his arm and said while crying: “Please, YaoZu. I only have him as a son. If something really happens to him, I, I will not live either.”

“WanRu, calm down. I’ll go to JinCheng tomorrow.......”

“Thank you, thank you, YaoZu. I really only have you now.”

After saying this, Song WanRu simply hugged him and cried loudly.

After all, it was the woman he had loved for many years, and Li YaoZu couldn’t help crying when he felt the wetness on his shoulders.

After taking sleeping pills that night, Song WanRu was finally able to fall asleep. Because Li YaoZu had been taking sleeping pills for a long time and because he had too many things on his mind, he had to get up in the middle of the night and go to the living room to smoke.

Most of the servants in the family have been fired by him, and now only Wei ChunFang, Li JinCheng’s nanny, was left. Thinking that she and Li JinCheng had been in a good relationship, Li YaoZu felt that maybe he could ask her to intercede for JiaJun.

Tomorrow, even if he had to cry bitterly in front of Wei ChunFang, he could only admit that no matter what, JiaJun was his son.

Just as he was about to extinguish the cigarette butt in his hand, Li YaoZu saw a letter addressed to him by an unknown person on the table.

A little puzzled, he opened the letter, and when he saw the content inside, he understood what actually hitting him like a thunderbolt was.