Chapter 116 Resort But Lin Qianfan is living a good life. ...

"Director Fang, the medicine is ready."

In a tightly guarded closed area, in front of a locked ward, Fang Jueshan stood for a long time, taking in every move inside through the glass on the door.

The door was unlocked, and Shen Guanghan heard the sound and immediately started cursing: "You bunch of losers, you're sending food here at this hour, are you going to starve me to death..."

He turned his wheelchair, his rants abruptly interrupted when he saw who it was. His eyes instantly turned red with murderous intent: "It's you."

Fang Jueshan walked in expressionlessly: "It's me, are you surprised?"

"Fang Jueshan..." Shen Guanghan's lips trembled, and his teeth chattered. "Why are you here?"

"Can't you see? I'm the investor of this mental hospital." Fang Jueshan slowly curled up a smile, full of satisfaction and mockery in strangling his prey.

"Do you have a part in sending me here?" Shen Guanghan clenched the armrest of the wheelchair, his knuckles turning white, and he wished he could crush the object in his hand as if it were Fang Jueshan.

Fang Jueshan remained silent, glancing around at the bare facilities. The pale lights shone on the equally pale walls. Even the owner of the house revealed a miserable, sickly look, tortured by drugs. "It's a new year again. How does it feel to retire here?"

The fire in Shen Guanghan's chest was completely ignited by this drop of oil: "Let me out."

Fang Jueshan stared at him without saying a word.

Being looked at by his enemy as if he were looking at out-of-season merchandise, the shame of running naked suddenly filled Shen Guanghan's heart.

"I heard you made a scene a while ago when you were discharged from the hospital, and ended up getting electrocuted for a week before you calmed down." Fang Jueshan patted the bed frame. "Why, at your age, haven't you gotten used to life here yet?"

When Shen Guanghan mentioned electric shock, his body trembled instinctively: "If something happens to me, my son will definitely not let you go."

"Really?" Fang Jueshan sneered. "Your youngest son and I met a while ago. We had a very pleasant chat and reached a consensus on cooperation."

"Consensus?" Shen Guanghan swallowed, a sense of foreboding flashing through his mind, "What consensus?"

The wind picked up outside, making the windows hum. Fang Jueshan looked down at the man in the wheelchair, his words undisguised with the pleasure and arrogance of a victor. "I told him the answer he'd always wanted to know. As for what he got in exchange, why don't you guess?"

Shen Guanghan's brain was working rapidly. That brat had nothing but the identity of his guardian and other bargaining chips in his hand.

At the same time, Fang Jueshan accurately caught the fleeting fear from his expression, and the corners of his mouth curled up in joy: "Congratulations, you guessed it right."

"Fang Jueshan, you despicable villain." Shen Guanghan suddenly roared like a trapped beast, and then pushed the wheelchair with all his strength towards Fang Jueshan. The wheelchair made a harsh friction sound and drew a crooked track on the smooth brick surface. "I will kill you."

Fang Jueshan stood still, and just when the wheelchair was about to hit him, he slightly turned sideways and easily avoided the attack.

The man in the wheelchair fell forward due to inertia, and then with a dull thud, Shen Guanghan fell heavily to the cold ground with the wheelchair. His forehead hit the tiles and blood oozed out immediately.

The wheelchair was overturned on its side, its wheels still spinning.

Seeing this, Fang Jueshan slowly squatted down and stared at the disheveled man on the ground: "I'm despicable? What about you? Do you still remember what you did?"

Shen Guanghan's face was twisted, and he was grimacing in pain. Seeing the enemy who had ruined his life standing safely within reach, he glared at him fiercely, trying to get up and strangle him to death. He waved his arms and scratched forward in vain, but unfortunately, he couldn't even touch Fang Jueshan's trouser legs.

"Everything I did was forced by you."

"I forced you?" Fang Jueshan's eyes suddenly became sharp. "Did I force you to become a son-in-law of the Lin family? Did I force you to seize power and usurp the throne? Or did I force your family to be torn apart and your wife and children to be separated?"

"What about Zhu Jie? You're the one who tore us apart." Shen Guanghan's eyes were bloodshot, and the veins in his neck were bulging. "If it weren't for your dirty tricks, how could I have become like this? Zhu Jie is dead, why didn't you die with her? Didn't you claim that you loved her so much that you were willing to give up everything? Hypocritical, disgusting, bah."

"You still have the nerve to mention her, you actually still have the nerve to mention her." Fang Jueshan picked up Shen Guanghan who was crawling on the ground, "If you hadn't exploited her guilt and instigated her to drug me, would she have been so desperate that she would have chosen to commit suicide?"

Shen Guanghan was lifted up and sat up, his face covered in blood: "That was because you deceived her first."

"Yes, I did deceive her, but I also got the retribution I deserved. But what about you? What were you doing before? It was you who gave up on her first. It was you who was unwilling to accept this, which led to the current situation." Fang Jueshan's jaw muscles twitched with restraint, and the strength of his hands tightened. His eyes seemed to sore as he recalled the past. "She had clearly started to agree to live a good life with me. It's all your fault, it's all your fault."

"It's not me, it's not me." Shen Guanghan seemed unable to accept this fact and screamed at the top of his lungs. For a moment, the whole building was filled with his wailing echoes, "Damn it, it's not me."

Medical staff rushed in upon hearing the noise. They skillfully held down the still hysterical Shen Guanghan and worked together to lift him onto the bed, with his limbs firmly bound with restraints.

Fang Jueshan covered his eyes and stood up, straightening the wrinkles on his clothes. Finally, he fixed his eyes on Shen Guanghan who was struggling frantically on the bed: "Look at you now, you look like a mad dog on a leash."

At his signal, the leading doctor took the syringe filled with unknown liquid, flicked the syringe, squeezed out some medicine, and walked straight to the bed.

Shen Guanghan breathed rapidly: "What are you going to do to me? Stop, stop it."

The doctor ignored him and slowly approached with the syringe in hand.

Shen Guanghan had no choice but to turn his attention to Fang Jueshan, who was watching silently at the end of the bed: "Fang Jueshan, you son of a bitch, if you want to kill me, I won't let you go even if I become a ghost."

Fang Jueshan returned to his usual expressionless demeanor: "Don't worry, I won't let you die. I just need your help to test a newly developed drug."

The moment the needle pierced his arm, Shen Guanghan's pupils suddenly dilated, and gradually, his eyes became blurred. Before losing consciousness, he stared at the direction of Fang Jueshan. His lips moved, but he could only utter a vague and unwilling curse: "Fang Jueshan, you will not die well."

In the blink of an eye, the only sounds left in the ward were the beeping of various instruments.

When the dust settled, Fang Jueshan took a deep breath and turned to leave. The light from the corridor stretched his shadow very long, extending all the way to the small window on the door. Like a lingering ghost, he swam silently into someone's nightmare.

The scene shifted, and Shen Qianshu jerked awake from his leather chair. A thin layer of sweat formed on his forehead, and his eyelids twitched. In his dream, he was back in that basement. Shen Qianfan and Shen Guanghan were there, and the scene felt incredibly real. He rubbed his temples, looked up, and found himself still in the branch office. He suddenly remembered he was waiting for Xuan Qing. He hadn't imagined that after a short nap, it was already dark.

Just as he was drinking some water to calm himself down, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

When Xuan Qing came in, Shen Qianshu was sitting in the reception area calmly. She greeted him respectfully, "Boss Shen."

Shen Qianshu nodded in response and raised his index finger to signal her to sit down.

Xuan Qing was wearing sports casual clothes today, but she still subconsciously made the skirt-touching gesture: "Boss Shen, why are you here?"

Shen Qianshu raised his eyelids, his voice tinged with laughter: "Wuzhen Resort is the group's major project this year. Besides, President Xuan volunteered to take the lead, so shouldn't I come to comfort Jiangrun's great contributors?"

Xuan Qing observed him calmly. The usually unassuming young man had now learned to mince words. "The company has been very kind to me. It's only right that I give my all."

Masters never show their moves on the surface. Shen Qianshu leaned back and said, "It's strange, I haven't seen you once in the half month since I came to Wu Town. Tsk, how busy are you?"

"Last month, heavy rainstorms caused delays in the transportation of building materials, so I changed local suppliers. So, to avoid losses from suspension of work, I made a special trip." Xuan Qing was still thorough, taking out receipts from his bag with a normal attitude that made it impossible to find any fault.

"Really?" Shen Qianshu seemed to guess that she was well prepared and took out a stack of photos from a yellow envelope on the table. "Then can you explain to me which supplier would open in these locations?"

All the photos were taken from a candid angle, showing her walking around the streets looking for people.

"You hired someone to follow me." Xuan Qing looked up in surprise, and happened to meet Shen Qianshu's deep and probing eyes.

"Who are you looking for?" Shen Qianshu didn't want to act anymore. The aura around him suddenly turned cold, and his tone was even more urgent without any modification. "In other words, where is my brother now?"

"I don't understand what you are saying." Xuan Qing frowned slightly.

"Can't understand?"

"Yes, I don't understand."

"Aren't you an undercover agent sent by the Zou family to Jiangrun?" Shen Qianshu forced Xuan Qing back to the back of the sofa with a sharp look. "Tell me, was it them who ordered you to kill my brother?"

In fact, Shen Qianshu and his half-brother Shen Qianfan didn't look much alike, but their eyes were 80% alike. Perhaps because they had suffered the same injuries, they always exuded a strong sense of defense. Xuan Qing couldn't stand the pressure of being scrutinized by those eyes, and blurted out in desperation: "I'm not an undercover agent of the Zou family now. I won't harm him. I'm also looking for him."

The air around them seemed to stop flowing all of a sudden. Shen Qianshu didn't speak for at least a minute. He retracted his upper body, his tense jaw gradually relaxing. He sat upright, his gaze fixed on the empty space. His extreme calmness seemed to be tinged with a hint of restraint. "What do you mean by looking for him too?"

At this point, Xuan Qing no longer needed to pretend: "When did you start to doubt us?"

"Is it important?" Shen Qianshu said sternly, "Answer my question first."

Xuan Qing scratched her long curly hair, which she hadn't had time to take care of, in annoyance. She compromised and explained, "Ever since he was hospitalized, he's been planning to leave. That's why he arranged for me to stay with you to discuss the project and work together. That day, I came back early to prepare everything. As for your brother, he also played a trick on me. He didn't even go to the address we agreed on in advance. I'm also looking for him. He still owes me a sincere heart."

Shen Qianshu held his forehead and said, "Put your issues aside for now. I don't understand why he chose to fake his death. What was he trying to achieve?"

"What's your intention?" Xuan Qing narrowed his eyes, completely losing the look of a loyal subordinate. "As his younger brother, you can't guess what he's thinking at all?"

Shen Qianshu felt the accusation in her words and thought to himself, this woman is really good at pretending. She usually keeps a low profile, but she keeps calling people "Boss Shen" and "your" all the time. She must have been slandering people behind their backs a lot.

"Could it be me?" he replied unhappily.

Xuan Qing tilted his head and snorted, "You're really flattering me."

Shen Qianshu: "You..."

"What do you mean..." Xuan Qing interrupted rudely, "Do you know anything about his illness? The needle hole on the back of his left hand will never heal, the pain will come on without warning, the bleeding will never stop, it's like a genetic disease that's a curse. He's lived for thirty years, not only hasn't he lived a normal life for a single day, but he's also lived in hatred every day. After fighting with his biological father, he fights with outsiders. Those who cared about him are long gone. He fights alone. He's a living person, not a cold machine."

Xuan Qing choked up, calming down before continuing, "He said that this might not be fair to you, but he believes in you. You have the ability to manage the company well. There's no need to hide your shortcomings or consider others' opinions."

Shen Qianshu tilted his head for a long time, making it impossible to discern his true condition and thoughts. Perhaps a century had passed. “I was negligent.”

"Let's just consider this as supporting him in changing his lifestyle," Xuan Qing suggested seriously, "Okay?"

Shen Qianshu stared at the dark shadow under his feet. The car accident and the funeral left too many doubts. At least he judged that Shen Qianfan would never pass away like this. With this possibility in mind, he went to see Fang Jueshan, who gave him a word before leaving.

Thirty-year-old Shen Qianfan is indeed dead.

He sighed heavily, then held his head high and grinned in relief: "Yes, Shen Qianfan is indeed dead."

But Lin Qianfan is living a good life.

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The author has something to say: The relationship between uncle and sister-in-law is nothing more than that between toxic fans and career fans.

Shen Qianshu: "Only the best girl in the world is worthy of my brother and becoming my sister-in-law."

Xuan Qing: "This guy is good in every way, except that he dotes on his brother."