Chapter 80: What a show-off you are

He was seething with hatred, hating that Han Mo hadn't died, hating himself for not being more careful back then!

Hating his mother for being a mistress, and hating Han Changyong even more for having two sons!

He was so full of hate!

He had already decided to leave!

Just a few more days, only a few days. Once he sold the company and transferred all the money out, all of this would be over!

Han Mo looked down at him. He was sprawled on the ground in a sorry state, utterly unable to struggle.

A mocking smile curled at the corner of his mouth: "Han Xuan, you brought all of this on yourself."

Han Xuan roared like a trapped beast: "I'll kill you!!"

"Whack!"

A solid slap landed on his head, and the police officer pressing him down scolded him sternly:

"Behave yourself! Don't you know murder is against the law? Yelling about killing someone right in front of law enforcement? What do you take us for?"

Han Xuan shut his mouth resentfully, but his eyes burned with indignation. It was just hitting someone with a car, hardly a big deal.

Intentional injury, minor injury could only get him three years at most.

Han Mo was perfectly fine, so he'd get three years at most. Later, he'd spend some money to grease some palms and get parole directly.

So he wasn't all that scared. In fact, his attitude was still cocky.

"I didn't hit him. That video is AI-generated."

"Fine, I hit him, but he begged me to. I had no choice, I had to agree."

"We were acting, the camera was right behind the lens. Didn't you see it on the surveillance footage?"

"Actually, I was possessed. I'm a Martian, I'm here to save the Earth."

"..."

He spouted nonsense crazily, and the officer interrogating him furrowed his brows deeply: "Confess properly! Stop talking nonsense! We have witnesses and physical evidence, you can't deny it!"

Han Xuan shrugged shamelessly: "Fine, I'll confess. Actually, I'm time-traveled from another world. Do you know about parallel universes? I'm Han Xuan from a parallel universe. My family was poor, my father was a drunk..."

If He Huanhuan had heard him say that, she'd have called it plagiarism. He was basically describing her life story.

The officer's expression darkened even more: "You really think we can't do anything to you?"

Han Xuan grinned and raised an eyebrow: "I want to see my lawyer."

He wanted to get his story straight with the lawyer. He could pay. As long as he didn't go to jail, he'd pay any amount.

Little did he know, his plans were doomed to fail.

No sooner had he been brought in for questioning than the police station received an anonymous email.

It contained a detailed record of all the evidence of Han Xuan's fraud and money laundering, including his contract with Brother Bao and all the transaction records.

Before nightfall, the police station had submitted all this physical evidence to the higher authorities.

Han Xuan didn't get his lawyer; instead, he got transferred to a higher-level department first.

He shouted uneasily: "I want to see my lawyer! I want to see my lawyer!"

The man who came shoved him into the car: "Don't worry, you'll have plenty of chances to see him soon."

In front of the police car, an extended Lincoln slowly drove by.

Chen Jiarong sat in the back seat with his arm around Gu Chacha, watching Han Xuan being taken away.

Gu Chacha looked worried: "Brother Bao, what will happen to him?"

Chen Jiarong's tone was unreadable: "What? Are you worried about him?"

"No..." Gu Chacha shook her head: "I'm afraid he'll drag us down with him. If he rats us out, we'll be in trouble..."

She felt a nagging worry inside. After all, she was the one who had told Han Xuan about Han Mo's whereabouts. She feared that Han Xuan might throw caution to the wind and take everyone down with him.

A rough hand slid down from her shoulder: "Don't worry, we have people above us. He won't say a word."

Gu Chacha leaned into him softly: "I trust you..."

Chen Jiarong kissed her ear: "I remember your father is in real estate, right?"

Gu Chacha nodded: "Yes."

"How about taking me to meet your father in a few days?"

Gu Chacha hesitated: "Han Xuan was just arrested, it doesn't feel right to bring you home so soon, does it?"

She couldn't even imagine how her parents and older brother would see her if she brought him back.

They'd definitely think she was frivolous and had no self-respect.

She didn't want to go back. Not at all.

The big hand caressed her face with an undeniable pushiness: "Just say I'm pursuing you. Be good, I have something to discuss with your father."

"But..."

The rest of her words were swallowed up as she saw the impatience in his eyes.

She obediently nodded: "Then I'll go back and tell Mom and Dad, so they can prepare."

"Good girl. Isn't that international piano competition in China coming up soon? I'll find a way to get you an award. How about that?"

Gu Chacha's eyes immediately lit up: "Really? Can you do that?"

That was the most prestigious piano competition in the country. If she could win the championship, then she'd have truly made it!

She looked at Chen Jiarong with gleaming eyes: "I'll go back tomorrow and tell my parents!"

Chen Jiarong patted her head: "As long as you're obedient, anything you want, I can give you."

The car sped through the city, drawing envious stares from the roadside.

"Holy shit, an extended Lincoln!"

A passerby was so envious he was almost drooling: "If I could afford a car like that, I'd be picking up eight girls a month!"

Liang Ye sighed: "I have this car, but I still can't get a girl to date me."

The passerby rolled his eyes at him: "You're such a poser!"

His scooter wasn't even as new as his. How was he this full of it?

Liang Ye explained seriously: "I'm not posing, I really do have one. My dad has one, and my brother has one too. But my dad's is old, a bit dated, doesn't look great..."

The guy nearly rolled his eyes out of his head: "If your family's that loaded, why are you riding a scooter? Drive the Lincoln over and show me!"

Liang Ye thought seriously: "My dad's probably playing mahjong right now, he definitely doesn't have time. My brother's probably about to get off work. If you want to see it, I'll call him over."

His earnest expression made the guy doubt himself. Could this dude actually own an extended Lincoln?

"Uh, call your brother, I'll wait right here!"

He was going to see whether or not Liang Ye actually had an extended Lincoln.

Liang Ye pulled out his phone and called his brother: "Bro, what are you doing? Off work yet?"

Liang Zheng sat at his desk preparing for a video conference: "Not yet. What's up?"

Liang Ye sighed: "Bro, can you come see me? I'm feeling a bit down."

These past two days, the four of them had been squeezed into a tiny thirty-square-meter place, and it had been lively.

But just thinking about going home to an empty house, all alone, made him not want to go back.

He whined: "Bro, come stay with me tonight, okay? Please?"

He needed some love and care.

In the office, Liang Zheng's brows immediately furrowed. He stood up and strode out: "What's wrong? What happened? Did someone bully you?"

Liang Ye shook his head: "Huanhuan and the others went back. I'm so lonely. I'm going to miss them..."

The anxious figure suddenly stopped in his tracks: "Went back? They all went back?"

Liang Ye choked up: "They all left. I'm home all by myself, boohoo..."

His brother turned and walked back into the office: "I've got a meeting to go to. You're an adult now. Stop being so childish."

"Beep beep beep..."

The phone was hung up instantly, and Liang Ye felt even more wronged: "Wuwuwu... my brother isn't coming to pick me up..."

The young guy's face twitched again and again. Damn, to show off to that extent—he had to admit, that was impressive!

Next time, he'd show off the same way!