Chapter 134

Half a Month Later

In the president’s office of the Leng Corporation.

Seven police officers walked in, with the lead officer holding an arrest warrant.

“Mr. Leng Yao, you are suspected of being involved in the murder of Miss Jiang Qianru. You are under arrest as a suspect. Please come with us to assist in the investigation.”

“What are you talking about?” Leng Yao was stunned.

The lead officer ignored him and signaled the other officers to proceed.

In an instant, Leng Yao was handcuffed.

“I want a lawyer,” Leng Yao said, not daring to say more.

The lead officer smirked, “You’ll have the chance to call a lawyer.”

Then he ordered, “Take him away.”

The news of Leng Yao, the president of Leng Corporation, being detained as a suspect in Jiang Qianru’s murder case spread quickly.

The stock price of Leng Corporation plummeted as investors rushed to sell their shares, while Su Hua secretly acquired them.

Online, the topic of Leng Yao’s alleged involvement in Jiang Qianru’s death dominated the trending list.

“Jiang Qianru is dead? When did this happen?”

“She posted on Weibo last month. How did she suddenly die?”

“The company hasn’t even made a statement.”

“Look, the news is out!”

“Her Weibo account has turned gray.”

The news reported that Jiang Qianru’s body was discovered in a remote mountain river.

“This world is so terrifying. Even a powerful president can be a murder suspect?”

“Did you notice the time of death? It was before Jiang Qianru’s last Weibo post! What does that mean?”

“Let me speculate a bit. Jiang Qianru might have gotten hold of a video of Yu Yue and Chu Tianhao having an affair and tried to blackmail Leng Yao—either for money or fame. Leng Yao refused, and out of desperation, he killed her to keep the video from leaking.”

“Rest in peace. Justice must prevail for the deceased.”

“That analysis actually makes sense.”

“The police have issued a statement confirming it.”

Although Jiang Qianru wasn’t a top-tier celebrity, her influence as a third-tier actress still held weight. Moreover, with Leng Yao, Yu Yue, and Chu Tianhao involved, the case became a nationwide sensation.

At the police station, Leng Yao refused to answer any questions and insisted on having a lawyer.

But having a lawyer was useless—both witness testimony and physical evidence were solid.

Leng Yao looked at his secretary and Yu Yue, his heart sinking into cold despair.

The two people he trusted most had betrayed him.

“Yu Yue, you wretch!”

Leng Yao roared in fury, struggling against the officers holding him back.

“Who was I doing all of this for? Why?”

He had killed Jiang Qianru because she had set up Yu Yue.

“Oh, Leng Yao, don’t be moved by yourself. You are just unwilling to let Jiang Qianru let you wear a green hat. What does it have to do with me.”

“You bit*h! I treated you so well, why did you do this to me?” Leng Yao’s handsome face contorted with rage.

Yu Yue sneered and said nothing.

Treated her well? Every time he had forced himself on her, ignoring her will and disregarding time or place, he treated her like nothing more than an outlet for his desires.

Leng Yao was thrown into prison.

Despite multiple appeals, the overwhelming evidence left the judge unwavering—he was sentenced to life imprisonment.

Leng Yao tried to reach out for help, but with the Gu family suppressing everything, no one dared assist him.

Besides, Leng Corporation was already set to be rebranded under the Gu name.

Su Hua had no interest in managing Leng Yao’s assets and casually handed them over to Lu Yunche.

Initially reluctant, Lu Yunche accepted after considering his girlfriend’s position.

A professional executive was hired to handle company affairs, leaving Lu Yunche free to stay hands-off.

The secretary, as an accomplice, was sentenced to ten years.

Yu Yue, although involved, positioned herself as a victim.

She released evidence—provided by Su Hua—claiming Jiang Qianru had harmed her.

She publicly stated, “The dead are gone. I won’t pursue this any further, but the truth must remain. I owe myself closure.”

Her words successfully garnered public sympathy.

With Su Hua offering her excellent resources, Yu Yue quickly revitalized her career and became a rising star in the entertainment industry.

While the public remained unaware of the details, industry insiders, like Lin Yan, knew the truth.

He hadn’t expected Leng Yao to fall so quickly.

When Su Hua had hinted for him to “pick up the scraps,” Lin Yan had investigated her but found nothing substantial—only that she had met with Yu Yue.

Lin Yan had once liked Yu Yue, but after meeting Su Hua, he realized it was just an attachment—more like an older brother protecting a younger sister.

When Leng Corporation collapsed, Lin Yan quietly acquired a significant number of shares. With Su overseeing things, he profited handsomely.

Prison

Leng Yao, now unshaven, gaunt, and hollow-eyed, sat across from Lin Yan.

“Who are you?” he asked coldly.

“You wouldn’t know me,” Lin Yan smiled faintly.

“But perhaps you should call me ‘little brother’.”

“Little brother?” Leng Yao’s head snapped up.

“You’re… my father’s illegitimate child?”

“Illegitimate child?” Lin Yan smirked.

“If it weren’t for your mother, how would I have become illegitimate? How would my mother have died? But none of that matters anymore. I just wanted to see how miserable you’ve become.”

“Was it you who orchestrated Leng Corporation’s downfall?”

“As much as I’d like to take credit, it wasn’t me. I was just a bystander.”

Leng Yao’s eyes burned with hatred as he spat out one word: “Gu Hua!”

Regret consumed him.

All of this happened because he had tangled with the Gu family over a woman who wasn’t worth it.

“At least you’re not too stupid to recognize your enemy,” Lin Yan said with a satisfied smile.

“Not that it matters—you have a life sentence. Revenge is impossible.”

Leng Yao fell silent.

“Oh, and by the way, your mother went insane. She’s been sent to a psychiatric hospital.”

Leng Yao lost control completely, needing to be forcibly subdued and dragged back to his cell.

Outside the prison gates, Lin Yan felt a weight lift from his shoulders.

After fifteen years, his revenge was complete.

Looking up, he smiled at the clear sky and bright sunshine.

Perhaps he owed someone gratitude.

Su Hua looked at Lin Yan, visibly annoyed.

“What do you want?”

Why is this second male lead bothering me instead of clinging to the female protagonist?

“I wanted to invite you to dinner to thank you.”

“Thank me? I didn’t help you. I was just doing what I wanted to do. As for dinner, forget it.”

Ding! Random task: Spend 100,000 yuan within 30 minutes. Funds have been transferred to your account. Please check.

“!!!”

“!!!” De’er, tell me, did you do it on purpose?