Chapter 208 Having made up your mind, take action instead of just thinking about it.

Yan Hu breathed a sigh of relief, and a rare, faint smile appeared on his usually stern face.

"You've got everything sorted out, Xiao Huan. You're amazing! How did you manage to get him to cooperate so well?"

This was something Yan Hu was extremely curious about.

If Xia Yuhuan has this ability to get people to tell the truth, and they can learn it, it will definitely be extremely beneficial for future interrogations.

Xia Yuhuan hadn't even had a chance to speak.

Then Xia Jianyong said, "I've cooperated and explained everything. Can you give me the antidote now?"

Yan Hu was surprised to hear this: Xiao Huan poisoned Xia Jianyong?

Xia Jianyong looks perfectly normal; there's nothing wrong with him.

Xia Yuhuan glanced at him and smiled.

"Xia Jianyong, I was just kidding you. The medicine I gave you was just a stronger laxative."

"Aside from the initial severe abdominal pain, it had no effect at all in the subsequent treatments."

"So, are you surprised? Are you taken aback?" Xia Yuhuan winked playfully.

Xia Jianyong: "..."

He was stunned for a moment.

After a long while, she stared wide-eyed in disbelief: "You're lying to me?"

"You bitch, how dare you lie to me!"

Xia Jianyong slammed his hand on the table, trying to stand up.

However, they were restricted by a specially designed torture chair.

He roared, his eyes bloodshot, "You bitch, how dare you lie to me! You'll die a horrible death!"

The reason he didn't confess everything was to buy time and save his life.

He thought, what if the higher-ups think he still has value and give him a hand?

If you stay alive, you still have at least a one in ten million chance.

But if he confessed everything, he would definitely be shot.

In other words, he is not far from his death!

The key point is that he was tricked into this by Xia Yuhuan.

How could he possibly accept this?

My whole being is in a state of explosion.

Yan Hu pointed at him and roared, "Xia Jianyong, shut up! You dare to curse Xiao Huan again, just you wait!"

Xia Yuhuan pulled Yan Hu back and said with a smile, "Uncle Yan, don't worry about him. Let him curse if he wants to. This is just his last act of impotent rage anyway."

"I think you should have someone send him back to prison as soon as possible, otherwise he might not make it in time when he runs to the toilet later."

"You'll make a mess of your interrogation room later."

Upon hearing this, Yan Hu quickly summoned soldiers and had Xia Jianyong taken away.

Xia Jianyong was carried away while cursing and swearing.

Yan Hu breathed a sigh of relief: "Finally, it's quiet."

"I was almost driven crazy by Xia Jianyong's noise just now."

Xia Yuhuan smiled and said, "He has revealed his last means of survival, so naturally his defenses will be breached."

"Uncle Yan, Xia Jianyong has confessed everything now, so he should be executed soon, right?"

Having witnessed the tragic death of the original owner in her dream, Xia Yuhuan felt nothing but resentment and anger towards those who caused the original owner's tragedy.

If murder weren't illegal, she would have loved to poison Xia Jianyong and kill him.

"Yes, Xia Jianyong's case was originally intended to be handled severely and swiftly. We've already obtained all the information we needed, and once the procedures are completed, Xia Jianyong should be executed."

"It won't take more than three days at most," Yan Hu added, afraid she would be impatient.

Xia Yuhuan smiled and nodded upon hearing this: "Okay, then let me know when the date is set."

"By the way, how was Li Rouyue's situation handled? Has the outcome been announced?" Xia Yuhuan asked again.

Yan Hu said, "She was involved, but her crime is not serious, so she will be sentenced to a lighter sentence of ten years in prison."

Xia Yuhuan understood upon hearing this.

The death penalty requires relatively strict conditions.

Li Rouyue was indeed wicked, but she hadn't actually killed anyone. She followed Xia Jianyong around and got involved, but she rarely took action.

The ten-year sentence is already due to the severity of the case.

"Okay, Uncle Yan, let me know when Xia Jianyong's execution date is confirmed."

"I want to go see Li Rouyue that day and tell her the good news in person."

Xia Yuhuan has always enjoyed the idea of ​​beating a drowning dog.

Since they are enemies, it's natural to actively try to do things that will make the other party unhappy.

Otherwise, wouldn't that be giving the other party too much of a bargain?

"Okay, I'll definitely let you know when the time comes," Yan Hu replied with a smile.

He naturally understood Xia Yuhuan's little scheme, but he didn't care.

Whether Li Rouyue would be in pain or sad was not his concern; Xia Yuhuan's happiness was the most important thing.

After all, he was closer to Xia Yuhuan.

"Let's go, I'll take you home," Yan Hu said with a smile.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Uncle Yan," Xia Yuhuan replied hastily.

After Yan Hu delivered Xia Yuhuan to the Chi family, he left.

Chi Yanzhou watched her enter, closed the book in his hand, and asked her, "Were you too busy with work today? Why are you back so late?"

He asked the question naturally and casually.

Xia Yuhuan put down what she was carrying, then came to Chi Yanzhou, squatted down, and looked up at him.

Chi Yanzhou was taken aback by her stare.

He asked her, "Why are you looking at me like that? Is something wrong?"

Xia Yuhuan pouted and said, "There's nothing wrong with it. I was just thinking, your mouth wasn't sewn shut, so why don't you know how to speak properly?"

Otherwise, why would someone do something so stupid as to secretly help her vent her anger without telling her?

Chi Yanzhou: "..."

He blinked gently and asked her, "Why didn't I speak properly? Did I do something to upset my wife?"

As he spoke, Chi Yanzhou reached out and pulled Xia Yuhuan up, placing her on his lap.

His arm strength was astonishing, and he easily lifted Xia Yuhuan into his arms.

Xia Yuhuan was a little startled and quickly reached out to hug his neck.

"Why did you suddenly pick me up? You scared me to death."

Chi Yanzhou said, "I don't want you to look up at me when you talk to me, I'm afraid you'll get tired."

As he spoke, he naturally reached out and massaged her neck.

Chi Yanzhou was very tall; even though Xia Yuhuan was sitting in his lap, she wasn't taller than him.

The two were basically at eye level.

It was definitely much more comfortable than Xia Yuhuan squatting down and looking up at him while he spoke.

Xia Yuhuan looked down at him, thinking about Xia Jianyong's complaints and rants today. All the hesitation and confusion in her heart suddenly disappeared.

She and Chi Yanzhou have already obtained their marriage certificate and are legally married.

After he woke up, he treated her very well.

She was very satisfied with the performance.

She could clearly feel her heart fluttering.

If you're interested, then take action.

Even though this feeling came rather quickly, Xia Yuhuan didn't hesitate at all.

Just now, she made up her mind: she wanted Chi Yanzhou as her husband.

Therefore, she does not reject some intimate gestures.

She clung to Chi Yanzhou's neck, not letting go, and said lazily, "So, when you let me sit on your lap like this, don't you feel your legs hurting or uncomfortable?"

"No, holding you is something I'd be happy to do," Chi Yanzhou said, tightening his grip on her arms slightly.

They never said "I love you" aloud, but their interactions with each other became increasingly smooth and natural.

They were intimate... and it felt very natural.

So, is his wife starting to accept him from the bottom of her heart and no longer reject him?

Chi Yanzhou felt uneasy, yet also secretly expectant.

Looking at Xia Yuhuan, his gaze was focused and earnest, with a hidden, burning intensity.

Xia Yuhuan hadn't paid much attention to his emotional changes before, but now she realized that his eyes held a deep longing for her.

My heart skipped a beat. Had they already harbored deep feelings for each other all along?

She couldn't help but cup his face in her hands, draw closer, and press her nose against his.