CHAPTER 186: V82: EVEN IF HE LOVES HER FOR 10 YEARS, HE OWES HER PROTECTION...

Afternoon, four o’clock.

Liang Yichao arrived as promised.

The black biker outfit seemed to be Liang Yichao’s permanent attire, as he sat across from He Qimo.

Liang Yichao frowned slightly, "Why meet in front of a hospital?"

The security here is good, police are everywhere, he didn’t dare to ride on the main road during the day, so his motorcycle had to take the small path, which was frustrating.

He Qimo narrowed his eyes, took a sip of the water in front of him, and didn’t respond.

Beside him, Young Master Li, who had come along, was so frightened that he didn’t dare to speak. He Qimo’s aura was so cold and oppressive that Young Master Li didn’t even dare to sit next to Liang Yichao.

Liang Yichao glanced over and frowned.

He wanted to light a cigarette and say something, but looking at He Qimo...

Having hit his sister, he felt a bit morally wrong.

Rubbing the tip of his nose, Liang Yichao said, "About last time, I don’t feel too apologetic. I brought the person here, but I gave the order. I don’t think it was too harsh, just wanted to give a warning. After all, with a project worth billions, she got Miss Gu in trouble just like that. As friends, we couldn’t stand by, so we had people slap her a couple of times. That’s the whole story."

"Didn’t do anything more excessive?" He Qimo raised an eyebrow.

"What more excessive things?" Liang Yichao frowned, tilted his head, paused, remembered the recent rumors in the circle, and spoke in a cold voice, "You don’t think I sent people to do that, do you?"

He Qimo remained silent.

Liang Yichao raised his eyebrow sharply, saying, "Mr. He, are you really unclear about right and wrong, or can’t you distinguish between them? The whole thing is just your sister being provoked by someone, to frame Miss Gu, forcing your divorce, and selling the document to Zhou Xiao for 1.5 million. Zhou Xiao, seeing it was internet-related, sold it for 27 million to trap you in the real estate market. Two women entangled, originally forcing Miss Gu to beg people for business in exchange for your document coming back. In the end, your sister, that silly..."

"... That dumb intelligence of hers, went to Mr. Wen to track things down, after which Mr. Wen asked her to thank him, and she followed a group of men to Ming Lake Island villa to play. She was drugged and gang-banged, and coming back, afraid you’d find out, she framed Miss Gu again. Honestly, I really didn’t know she got handled like that on Ming Lake Island that day. If I knew, I’d even hesitate to hit her, feeling it dirty."

Finishing his angry rant, Liang Yichao found himself enraged at He Qimo, who knew nothing, yet he somewhat understood.

After all, He Qimo’s status was now elevated, which means he no longer dealt with lowly matters.

So, although the scandalous stories were widely circulated in smaller circles, the higher ones might not know.

Familiar with Mr. Wen?

In middle-upper level circles, He Qimo’s words might not hold more sway than Mr. Wen’s.

For He Qimo, he indeed arranged Liang Xi to investigate this morning, but there were no contact records for Xiaoqi.

Mo Tong’s eyes were deeply reserved, and He Qimo took another sip of water, asking, "Do you know who Mr. Wen usually hangs out with?"

Understanding He Qimo’s intent, Liang Yichao withdrew his prior bias, looking at He Qimo with implicit curiosity, raising an eyebrow, "Are you investigating Mr. Wen for revenge, or finding out who stabbed your sister in the back? Harmed Miss Gu?"

He Qimo smiled, "What’s the difference? Or does even Mr. Liang dare not expose your circle’s insiders?"

Upon hearing, Liang Yichao chuckled lightly, "What a joke. Even cadets from military families, Mr. Liang doesn’t hesitate to beat. How hard can revealing Mr. Wen’s minor details be?"

Eyebrows raised, Liang Yichao said, "Actually, Mr. Wen’s social circle isn’t big. What circle could a playboy rich second generation have? Honestly, only Li Shanshan, who once competed with your sister for Mr. Wen, holds a grudge, but in that circle of women... they pride themselves in sleeping with many, so rotating partners doesn’t seem like a bad thing to them. Other than that, there’s no grudge against your sister. If Mr. He wants to investigate..."

Liang Yichao paused, "The only direction is that Mr. Wen shows off his fan following, thus requires large expenses. Regularly, a big sum of money goes into his Citibank account, which he loves to flaunt but never says who gives it."

Liang Yichao’s eyes sparkled, He Qimo’s brows were deep and profound.

Ten minutes later, Liang Yichao left.

Before leaving, Liang Yichao glanced at He Qimo, who didn’t drink a sip of tea and had a slightly pale complexion, his gaze squinted slightly.

Liang Yichao stepped out.

Remembering Liang Yichao’s parting words, "I’m not familiar with the banking side; you’ll have to rely on yourself to investigate, Mr. He."

He Qimo’s gaze fixed, after a pause, he opened his phone and dialed a number.

Soon, the jubilant voice of the manager from Citibank’s Rongcheng branch came through, "Oh my, Mr. He, what wind brings you to call me?"

"President Yu, do me a favor."

"What is it, you say?"

"Help me check the bank transaction records of Chengya Entertainment’s Mr. Wen Zexi."

"..." On the other end, President Yu didn’t think for three seconds before saying, "Okay!"

Ten minutes later, a private message from President Yu in the WeChat financing group made He Qimo’s face grow darker.

Until Liang Xi watched with pity, regretting being unable to articulate the words.

Inside the phone, there were many transaction lists, but large deposits only showed a few scattered names, one of which was—Liang Shiman.

In an instant, He Qimo laughed.

The laughter was very ironic, so ironic that Liang Xi had never seen him laugh like this before, making him feel like He Qimo was on the verge of doing something unthinkable.

However, nodding his head, he understood all the causes and effects, but He Qimo said nothing and staggered to his feet.

He had temporarily left the hospital after removing the blood transfusion needle, which startled his attending doctor, who called frequently until He promised to return in the evening for a transfusion, at which point the doctor let it go.

Liang Xi’s eyes were red with heartache, and he quickly stepped forward to support him.

It was only then he realized that He Qimo’s hands were clenched tightly, almost turning pale, and almost digging into his skin.

Even to a certain extent, more furious than any other time Liang Xi had ever seen him.

After a pause, He Qimo spoke, "Let’s draft a formal divorce agreement again."

Hearing about an agreement, rather than a review letter, Liang Xi’s heart shook. Anxiously, he said, "Mr. He..."

"Enough, don’t say it, and find a time to perhaps... arrange a meeting with Zixuan, if... she’s still willing to see me."

Having said that, He Qimo pushed away Liang Xi’s hand and left the teahouse first, leaving in a fierce departure.

The weather in Rong City had changed, and those withered yellow leaves whirled in the air with the wind.

Behind him, Liang Xi watched him.

The lone figure shrank into a black dot.

Liang Xi felt an indescribable heartache.

Mother, sister, partners, company subordinates, and an ex-girlfriend...

So many women formed a web, from which he could not detach, could not erase from memory, yet every one of them wanted to destroy Gu Zixuan, each targeted Gu Zixuan. And they indirectly targeted him as well.

So, regardless of whether he and Gu Zixuan had love, no matter the entanglements experienced, just speaking of marriage, his wife could no longer hold on, nor could the president continue to endure.

This road, no matter the cause and effect, ultimately, still got destroyed in his own hands.

Even if he loved her for ten years, he owed her protection...

...

Gu Zixuan spent the entire afternoon in deep sleep.

After chatting with Yu Wei at noon and having a meal, she coincidentally got her period.

The discomfort made her sleep deeply, so much so that she didn’t notice Yu Yuanshen’s arrival.

When Yu Yuanshen entered, he frowned.

He couldn’t understand why, despite He Qimo having handled it as quickly as possible after the incident, the rumors about Gu Zixuan’s infidelity seemed to be spreading even more fiercely today.

Even during a break at the board meeting, a vice president who didn’t normally gossip was heard chatting after smoking a cigarette.

"Did you hear? The wife of the Junsheng Group’s boss had an affair, and it was personally exposed by the Junsheng boss himself."

Without saying anything, another director chimed in, "We just don’t know who the other party is. Considering the Gu Family’s current situation, there’s no reason the daughter would do such a thing, right?"

"Yes, after all, she’s Rong City’s number one socialite, and Mr. He is a rising star in Rong City. This pair is considered public figures in the circle, how did things turn out like this?"

For a while, there was endless talk. Curiosity about He Qimo made business people pay close attention to the private matters of the major giants in Rong City.

Of course, since he himself had divorced due to his wife’s infidelity, the few executives at GIO Investment Bank spoke more subtly.

They only said, "Even if getting a divorce, they should leave each other some dignity, that’s grace. Why make such a big fuss?"

Finally, Chen Si Heng couldn’t stand it anymore and coughed twice, "Let’s continue the meeting."

Only then did their idle chatter stop.

After the meeting, he hurried to the Jinyue Zijing Mansion.

Seeing Gu Zixuan sleeping peacefully in bed, undisturbed by too much gossip, he felt some relief that her usual social circle was small, she knew few people, and her phone contacts were few, so not much unwanted news reached her ears.

Yet, alongside relief, he felt a tinge of worry.

After all, the situation was growing larger, and just because she couldn’t hear it doesn’t mean no one was talking outside.

Moreover, before marriage, she was so outstanding that she made a sensation in the circle, and the low profile of eight years of marriage couldn’t rewrite her appearance. Her photos, her statuses would eventually be dug up by those in the circle, and by that time...