CHAPTER 542: 542 WANTS TO END

Yuanyuan arrived a week later. It was very easy for her to get some information, so a week later, she returned to the Capital.

She didn’t go to see Zeng Zhenqing directly but returned to the garrison.

Everyone, like Da Biao, didn’t relax until she came back.

She simply checked to make sure nothing had happened at the garrison before she felt reassured and went to deliver the information to Zeng Zhenqing.

This information was really very important. That’s why she confirmed the situation at the garrison before going over.

It wasn’t about not trusting Zeng Zhenqing; it was that she didn’t trust anyone now.

Zeng Zhenqing looked at the information in his hand and stood up excitedly. He really didn’t expect this young woman to be so capable?

"Xiao Su, thank you so much."

"Leader, no need to thank me. I should thank you for helping me despite the pressure.

Leader, I am going back to prepare to deal with Hou Wanzhong."

Zeng Zhenqing was stunned, feeling very conflicted inside.

"Leader, when will Hou Wanzhong be trialed? I have compiled all his charges, and I request a public trial."

"Xiao Su, this matter could have been trialed long ago according to procedure."

"Okay, I understand. Once you’ve arranged it, let me know, and I’ll have him brought over."

Previously, Yuanyuan’s plan was to personally seek revenge, but suddenly, she felt that wasn’t right. There was no need to sully herself. It’s better to have him be more desperate before his death. Sometimes, isn’t that the greatest punishment?

"You are a sensible person; you can decide for yourself.

But make sure you take care of yourself."

"Rest assured, Leader, I still have to find my husband and children."

"Xiao Su, be careful." Zeng Zhenqing advised once more, still uneasy.

Yuanyuan drove back.

She went straight home, tidying up as usual, just like before.

Yuanyuan started having thoughts of leaving. If Hou Wanzhong were dead, that would be the end of it. But he definitely has to be trialed, leaving no stone unturned.

The next day, she looked at the already lifeless Hou Wanzhong. How could it be like this?

"Want to know how I plan to deal with your family?"

"You’re a demon?"

"Me? I don’t admit it. At the very least, I still have a conscience, but you? Do you have one? You’re not even fit to be human?"

"Yuanyuan, I beg you, let Shen Zhilin go. He knows nothing."

"You’re quite sentimental, aren’t you? I thought you would beg me to let your eldest son go since he’s still pretty clean and also capable. Didn’t expect, didn’t expect you to abandon your wife who went through thick and thin with you for a kid from outside?"

"They’ve all started families, and I have no regrets for them. I’ve wronged Zhilin’s mother."

"Haha, you actually have true love? That surprises me. Isn’t your true love supposed to be your wife? From what I’ve investigated, your wife went through a lot of hardship with you, and some of your achievements were actually hers, but she willingly gave them to you."

"Haha. What do you know? She’s like a tigress; I like gentle and kind women. She’s not the one. Moreover, I’ve always suspected it was her who killed Zhilin’s mom."

Yuanyuan had been implanting psychological hints in Hou Wanzhong, and unexpectedly, it’s working so well he revealed everything.

"You have two more sons and a daughter. They’ve helped you a lot. Don’t you want to plead for them?"

"Them? They can’t compare to Zhilin."

Yuanyuan laughed heartily, and next door, a door opened; inside were actually his wife and children.

Hou Wanzhong’s wife is a capable person who has provided great assistance to Hou Wanzhong and bore him three sons and a daughter.

They supported each other through the toughest times.

This is a strong woman; she didn’t seek any accolades for her husband.

"So, the people you always try to protect see you as fools in his heart.

Haha, isn’t that quite unexpected?"

He Dongzhi’s face was expressionless, but it was entirely pallid.

Yuanyuan knew this woman was exceptionally tough. Now, she was totally disillusioned.

Yuanyuan already knew the message about Hou Wanzhong was leaked by He Dongzhi, and she had someone outside managing things. How does she feel knowing the truth?

"Mr. Su, I want to ask Hou Wanzhong a question."

"Go ahead." For this person, Yuanyuan still had respect. She had no interest in Hou Wanzhong’s actions, so she didn’t get involved in anything with Hou Wanzhong.

He Dongzhi walked up to Hou Wanzhong and looked down at him from a commanding position, "Who is that woman? He Cuichun?"

"Stop pretending. If it weren’t for you, how could Xiao Chun have died?"

"Hahahahaha, now I finally get it. But, Hou Wanzhong, He Cuichun’s child is actually your deputy’s. I caught them together.

How does it feel raising someone else’s son for so many years?"

Now it was Hou Wanzhong’s turn to be dumbfounded. "Impossible, impossible. It’s definitely not."

He Dongzhi glanced at Hou Wanzhong with disdain and turned to leave.

She walked over to Yuanyuan, looking at the smiling young woman who was her daughter’s age but was so impressive.

"Xiao Su, I’m sorry!" He Dongzhi said and bowed deeply. The three men and one woman in the other room followed their mother and bowed deeply.

Yuanyuan smiled, "If I killed your husband and son, and now came over to apologize, what would you think?"

He Dongzhi straightened up, "I’m not asking you to spare us. I don’t have such intentions.

We simply wish to express our apology."

Yuanyuan nodded, and the five of them were taken away.

Yuanyuan stood and looked at Hou Wanzhong. "So, would you like to see your most beloved son now?"

Hou Wanzhong was still in a daze. Hearing Yuanyuan’s words, "Just kill me, just kill me."

Yuanyuan ignored him altogether. After a while, Shen Zhilin was brought over.

Hou Wanzhong just stared intently at his most beloved son. Suspicions arose. Now looking at him, he felt this child didn’t resemble him at all.

Shen Zhilin was just a fifteen-year-old boy. Although he had a good life and education, he had never really experienced anything.

"Dad."

Hou Wanzhong looked at his most beloved son’s nervous appearance, and his mind recalled his deputy’s image. They indeed looked somewhat similar.

Yuanyuan laughed, had them both taken away. She still had Kang Jing and the Kang family to deal with, which wasn’t as complicated.