Chapter 269 Illegal Prostitution?

Qin's mother answered the phone.

“Aunt Qin…” Lin Wan’er’s voice was thick with sobs, filled with anxiety and unease.

"It's me, Wan'er. I... I'm so worried about Brother Qin Zheng. I just called him, and he seemed drunk; he couldn't speak clearly. I'm afraid something might happen to him, but I'm a girl, and I have difficulty walking. I really don't know what to do..."

"Aunt Qin, could you... could you come and see him? Please!"

Qin's mother was silent for a moment on the other end of the phone, then gently comforted her, "Good child, don't worry, I'll be right there. I'll be there in about half an hour."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Wan'er's face showed no trace of anxiety.

All that remained was a maniacal, determined smile.

Half an hour.

That's enough.

Enough for the aphrodisiac incense to take effect, enough for this "wet" beauty to fall into Qin Zheng's arms, enough for Qin's mother to "catch them in the act"!

By then, whether Qin Zheng likes it or not, he will have to marry her!

While Lin Wan'er was making a phone call, Qin Zheng also received a call in another room of the guesthouse.

It was Su Yue calling.

"Comrade Qin Zheng, let me remind you. A cornered dog will jump over the wall, and a cornered rabbit will bite. Lin Wan'er is now at her wit's end. Be careful, she might resort to some underhanded methods."

Su Yue's voice was as cold and clear as ever, but it made Qin Zheng's heart sink.

"Thank you for reminding me."

After hanging up the phone, Qin Zheng picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all in one gulp.

He got up and walked towards Lin Wan'er's room.

Push open the door.

A faint, sweet, exotic fragrance wafted towards him, causing him to frown instantly.

The room was dimly lit, with only a small bedside lamp on.

Lin Wan'er stood in that dim, yellowish light.

She was wearing a nearly transparent, soaked nightgown, her hair disheveled and plastered to her face, looking at him with a panicked yet affectionate gaze.

Qin Zheng understood Su Yue's meaning on the phone almost instantly.

He also saw through the shamelessness and despicable nature of the woman in front of him.

"Brother Qin Zheng, you're back." Lin Wan'er's voice was soft and sweet, with a slight tremor.

She looked at Qin Zheng and, following the script she had already rehearsed, let out a short gasp.

"ah!"

She seemed to trip over something, staggered, and fell straight into Qin Zheng's arms.

A subtle, triumphant smile even appeared on her face.

She could almost see Qin Zheng embracing her tightly, and then Qin's mother pushing open the door and entering.

However.

Just as she was about to throw herself into that "embrace," Qin Zheng, expressionless, suddenly took a large step back.

That step back was swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.

All of Lin Wan'er's calculations and expectations came to nothing.

"Bang!"

She landed hard on the cold, hard cement floor in an extremely disheveled manner.

A piercing pain shot through her knee, leaving her mind blank.

How could that be?

Why would he dodge?

At the same moment she fell to the ground and looked up in astonishment.

"Bang!"

The door to the room was kicked open from the outside!

The person who entered was not Qin Zheng, whom she had been longing for day and night.

Instead, it was several police officers in blue uniforms, with serious expressions and handcuffs in their hands!

The lead police officer had sharp eyes. He looked around and finally fixed his gaze on Lin Wan'er, who was disheveled and lying on the ground.

"We received a tip from the public that illegal prostitution is taking place here!"

These cold words, each syllable like a heavy hammer blow, slammed into Lin Wan'er's skull.

Illegal...prostitution?

Her mind went blank.

She struggled to lift her head and look at the tall figure in the doorway, the man she had planned to embrace.

Qin Zheng stood there, beside the police officers who had broken in.

He looked at her indifferently, as if she were a complete stranger, a dirty piece of trash not worth a second glance.

Then, he calmly spoke to the head of the police officers.

"Comrade, I just came in and I don't know what happened."

boom!

Lin Wan'er felt as if she had been struck by lightning.

Whistleblower...

The whistleblower is Qin Zheng!

He not only saw through all her despicable schemes, but also gave her no chance to defend herself, directly turning the tables and pushing her into an abyss of no return!

An extreme chill shot from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, causing her to tremble violently.

"No! No!" she screamed frantically, ignoring the excruciating pain in her knees, crawling towards Qin Zheng on all fours. "Comrade, you've got it wrong! I'm his fiancée! We're engaged!"

She gripped Qin Zheng's trouser leg tightly, tilting her tear-streaked face upwards, trying to evoke even the slightest bit of pity from him.

"Brother Qin Zheng, quickly explain to them! This is all a misunderstanding! It's a misunderstanding!"

However, Qin Zheng simply lowered his head and scrutinized her with an almost dissecting coldness.

There was no anger or disgust in his eyes, only indifference after watching a poor performance.

The lead policeman frowned, stepped forward, and yanked Lin Wan'er's hand off Qin Zheng's trouser leg.

"Fiancée? Whose fiancée dresses like that and burns this weird incense in her room?"

He pointed to the incense burner under the bed, still emitting wisps of smoke, his face full of disdain.

By this time, the commotion had alerted the entire guesthouse.

The corridor was crowded with people, including the guesthouse's leaders, cleaning staff, and guests from other floors.

Everyone blocked the doorway, pointing and whispering about Lin Wan'er, who was barely clothed inside the room.

"My God, isn't that the heroine Lin Wan'er?"

"It's her! It was even in the newspaper! How... how could she do something like this?"

"You can know a person's face but not their heart! They look respectable during the day, but they're so shameless behind your back!"

"Hero, my foot! What a disgrace!"

Those whispers, those disdainful, mocking, and gloating glances, were like countless red-hot steel needles, piercing into Lin Wan'er's flesh and blood, leaving her pathetic self-esteem and vanity riddled with holes.

Her proud "heroic" aura was shattered at this moment.

She went from being a respected role model to a shameless harlot.

Just as Lin Wan'er was overwhelmed by this immense humiliation and despair, and was about to faint, a graceful and elegant figure, surrounded by a crowd, slowly walked to the end of the corridor.