Victims of violence

The proud king, who had always been high and mighty, had the crown representing power and pride fall off his head, and he was pulled down from the throne.

His beliefs were ruthlessly overturned, and his loyal believers were about to leave him. For the first time, the king felt helpless. He stretched out his hand to try to grab something, but he could not grab anything.

"Why do you still care about me?" Li Xuan turned away with a wry smile.

Fang Huai's hands kept moving, but after hearing Li Xuan's last words, he paused wringing the towel. He looked at the towel in his hand, then at the thermometer on the coffee table, and lowered his head to wring the towel dry.

Then he placed it on Li Xuan's forehead, "Li Xuan."

Li Xuan looked at Fang Huai. Meeting Li Xuan's gaze, Fang Huai didn't know what to say. He bit his lip to calm himself down.

"I want to show you what I found out." In the end, he gave in, looked away helplessly, and said in a nonchalant manner.

Fang Huai's voice was so soft that Li Xuan thought the documents were unimportant. But after seeing Fang Huai's lips almost bitten to bleed, he shook his head.

He took the document and suddenly asked, "Xiao Huai, am I wrong?"

Li Xuan looked at Fang Huai's face and wanted to reach out to touch him but Fang Huai dodged him without a trace. The redness on Fang Huai's lower lip made him feel disappointed.

He put his hand down dejectedly, muttered with a wry smile, "I used to think that as long as the truth was out there and I had a clear conscience, Cheng Wanting wouldn't be able to stir up any trouble."

“But I think I was wrong.”

"Fang Huai, I was wrong from the beginning." Li Xuan's voice was low as he murmured, "I can't keep you. I can't convince those who have been deceived."

"Your work was suspended because of my affairs. Are you disappointed in me?"

Li Xuan seemed to be confused by the burns. He grabbed Fang Huai's hand that was changing his towel, pulled Fang Huai's hand closer, and pressed it against his burning chest.

Through the thin cloth, Li Xuan's heartbeat was transmitted through his fingertips to Fang Huai's calm heart, thump thump.

Bang bang bang.

Fang Huai slowly withdrew his hand under Li Xuan's disappointed gaze, "I'm not disappointed."

He lowered his head and took out some medicine suitable for Li Xuan. He pursed his lips, lowered his eyes so that Li Xuan could not see his expression, and continued, "Li Xuan, this isn't your fault. I didn't consider the consequences and let her take advantage of me. But there won't be a next time."

He poured warm water and handed the fever-reducing medicine to Li Xuan, "Rest well, I can help you this time."

Li Xuan swallowed the medicine following his movements, but his eyes were still fixed on Fang Huai. His eyes were like a vast ocean. It was late at night, and the night sky was full of stars, lonely and desolate.

Fang Huai clenched his fists in his sleeves, as if to cheer himself up.

The atmosphere between the two fell into dead silence.

"Li Xuan, you..." Fang Huai's expression was serious, his clear eyes full of determination. He raised his voice a little: "You can try to rely on me."

Li Xuan's eyelids were burning hot, and he blinked to get used to the soreness in his eyes. Fang Huai raised his hand and stroked Li Xuan's burning eyes. The cool palm made him blink comfortably. His eyelashes tickled his palm, and Fang Huai's fingers curled up slightly.

"Li Xuan, do you still remember the scar on my back?" Fang Huai's gentle voice came from above. Li Xuan raised his hand to cover the cold back of Fang Huai's hand.

He remembered, how could he not remember? Fang Huai had suffered so much because of them, he would never forget it.

"At that time, you told me: If you have a scar, don't pick at it. Wait for it to heal. Once it scabs over, it won't hurt."

"Li Xuan, don't pick at the wound. I'll take care of everything, okay? Just trust me."

Li Xuan suspected that he was confused because of the fever. He actually saw a different Fang Huai. The face he had seen thousands of times showed a strength and stubbornness that he had never seen before. It was like a budding locust flower after the rain, looking down at him condescendingly.

Cold and stubborn, this was a Fang Huai he had never seen before.

Li Xuan closed his eyes sleepily and stopped looking at Fang Huai.

Fang Huai looked at Li Xuan and turned his head away, lowering his eyes in disappointment.

He stood in front of the sofa for a long time, until his feet went numb. He then slowly moved his feet and bent down to pick up the information bag that Li Xuan had placed aside. His fingertips brushed over the rough texture of the bag; this thin bag contained all of Cheng Wanting's information.

Those eyes, warm as water, turned cold and piercing. Cheng Wanting's tragedy was not caused by him and Li Xuan. The culprits included those who actually hurt her, including Cheng Wanting when she agreed to steal the data.

It's disgusting that she keeps blaming others for her own suffering and becomes an "innocent" victim of abuse.

The scum who hurt her was unforgivable, but she was equally unforgivable when she hurt innocent people out of selfish desire. Fang Huai clutched the file bag tightly, then slowly withdrew his grip, causing the documents inside to fall to the ground. Fang Huai lowered his eyes to look at Cheng Wanting's photo.

Below Cheng Wanting's photo was a picture of a middle-aged man with a potbelly. Fang Huai picked up the man's photo and murmured, "Zhao Shengtao."

"Hello, I'm looking for Zhao Shengtao."

With the help of the information he had found before, Fang Huai found the bar owned by Zhao Shengtao. He found the person in charge and asked him to find their boss. The person in charge looked at Fang Huai with a little hesitation.

He contacted Zhao Shengtao again, and after getting permission, he led Fang Huai into a private room.

Seeing Fang Huai, Zhao Shengtao waved his hand to signal the girls around him to leave. After Fang Huai sat down, he poured him a glass of wine and asked, "Doctor Fang, are you looking for me?"

Fang Huai placed the photo in front of Zhao Shengtao and said, "I want to ask Mr. Zhao if he recognizes the girl in the photo."

The girl in the photo is pretty, well-dressed, and looking at the camera with a smile on her face.

"She looks familiar." Zhao Shengtao narrowed his eyes and, after Fang Huai agreed, picked up the phone and examined it carefully. After seeing the girl's face clearly, he sneered, "That little girl Cheng Wanting isn't doing very well these days."

He smacked his lips. "You came to me just for her?"

The fat on Zhao Shengtao's face squeezed his eyes into just a tiny slit, and his eyes were full of a businessman's shrewdness and calculation.

If someone hadn't asked him out before, he wouldn't have had the time to waste with a doctor. However, Doctor Fang was indeed good-looking. He didn't seem reserved sitting in front of him, his brows cold and cool. Under the dim light, he seemed to be glowing.

"This doctor has a good appearance." Zhao Shengtao, who has seen many beauties, sighed in his heart.

His gaze lingered on Fang Huai's slender and beautiful hands, and he raised his eyebrows. These hands were perfectly formed, not too vulgar, not too thin. The skin and flesh were tightly attached to the hand bones, and the hand bones were well-proportioned without any flaws. They did not look like the hands of a surgeon, but more like the hands of Guanyin holding a white jade bottle.

But he didn't dare to be presumptuous. After all, the man who came to him was a well-known mad dog in the industry. If he dared to do anything out of line, the man would come to his house and beat him half to death in less than half an hour.

Zhao Shengtao turned his attention to the photo and touched his chin: "This little girl has caused me a lot of trouble."

"If it weren't for her, my company's stock market wouldn't have fallen, this broom spirit." He spat fiercely on the ground, picked up the wine glass on the coffee table and took a few gulps. He got angry when Cheng Wanting was mentioned.

Because of Cheng Wanting, he has been warned many times by the company's boss. He has been behaving like a coward in the company recently, begging for help from others to suppress the news that is unfavorable to him. He really can't spare the time to strangle Cheng Wanting, that little ant.

But now that there is a handy knife at his doorstep, why shouldn't he use it?

He has also recently paid attention to the two unlucky guys Fang Huai and Li Xuan, and couldn't help complaining: "You can't even deal with a woman, you really are..." Just when he was about to say something hurtful, he thought of Kong Lingyu, the mad dog, and decisively chose to shut up.

Zhao Shengtao met Fang Huai's gaze and smacked his lips guiltily. "Cheng Wanting had an affair with Ling Yun's manager a while ago, and Qiu Lingfeng had someone scratch her face."

At first, Fang Huai couldn't help frowning when he heard the first half of the sentence, but after hearing that Cheng Wanting and Qiu Lingfeng had a relationship, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Before, he and Peng Yue only found out that Cheng Wanting and Qiu Lingfeng had contact, but they did not find such a deep secret.

"Qiu Lingfeng, Cheng Wanting, Ling Yun and Teng Feng." After Fang Huai left the private room, he suddenly felt that the clouds had cleared and the sun had come. He had been trapped in a dead end and couldn't get out or move.

But now it was different, he understood.

Fang Huai quickly contacted his friends who were far away abroad. The group spent an entire night sorting out the relationship between Chen Wanting and Qiu Lingfeng, and also brought up Kong Lingyu's company.

They used some means to obtain surveillance footage of the hotel where Cheng Wanting frequently entered and exited, as well as Cheng Wanting's call records. During the period, they also discovered more private recordings and videos.

After hearing and seeing these recordings and videos, Fang Huai and his group felt both embarrassed and excited. The conversations and sounds in them took place in ambiguous situations. They had no choice but to continue for the sake of their goal. After finding useful information, they excitedly copied and backed up the information quickly.

Cheng Wanting’s rumors and slander are true, and the manipulator behind the data theft is Qiu Lingfeng.

But the purpose was still unclear, so Fang Huai took this opportunity to start the investigation directly from Tengfeng Group.

"I found it."

Peng Yue slammed the table in excitement, not even picking up the mask that fell off her face. "There was a problem with a batch of drugs that Tengfeng Group had developed in the early stages."

“It was later stopped and fined by the Supervisory Administration.”

Fang Huai clicked on the message sent by Peng Yue. After Tengfeng Group was stopped and fined, it was asked to recall the drugs, but some users had already used the drugs and had serious adverse reactions.

There were many protests, but they were all suppressed by Tengfeng Group. Due to the strict supervision of the people above, in order to reduce losses, Tengfeng Group secretly established a branch company, also for drug research.

Seeing those patients with severe allergies, Fang Huai's heart ached.

"What a dishonest businessman." Peng Yue said with pity: "It's a big company after all, how can they do things in such a dirty way?"

Liang Ping, who had remained silent, looked at Fang Huai seriously and asked, "Fang Huai, what should we do next?"

"I'll find someone to expose them?" Liang Ping was the friend who had previously helped Fang Huai investigate the Ding Ling incident. Fang Huai compiled the information and muttered, "They should pay the price."

Peng Yue also nodded, "Then let these people pay the price they deserve."

"Um!"

"I need to find a few more people." Fang Huai's eyes were cold. "This time, whether it's Tengfeng Group or Cheng Wanting, they should be held accountable for what they did."