Chapter 92 The Illusion of Love

Zhang Guodong was beaten again.

"You're such a shrewd fool! Where's the money? Did you secretly transfer it away? What are you acting like?"

Zhang Guodong hid and dodged, holding his head. "I really didn't lie to you! I really just found out that the money is gone!"

Even though she was beaten like that, Yang Aihua didn't say a word of objection and didn't step forward to stop them.

She was also wondering how the money in the bank could disappear without a trace, and the things also disappeared out of thin air!

This means that Zhang Guodong was behind this and wanted to keep the money for himself. He said all the nice things to her and promised her everything just to trick her into getting a divorce.

Yang Aihua felt unprecedented disappointment at this moment and felt that she had really misjudged this person.

The staff were helpless and could only wait for the police and people from the mental hospital to arrive. They even watched the fun from the side.

Everyone in the bank knew Zhang Guodong. He had caused trouble in their bank before and looked down on others. Many people were annoyed by him, so everyone was very happy to see him being beaten.

Amidst all the commotion, the police arrived along with people from the mental hospital.

"What are you fussing about!"

The police officer wearing a big hat forcibly separated the Yang family and Zhang Guodong, and almost laughed out loud when he saw Zhang Guodong's bruised face.

"It's you."

This man had caught Zhang Guodong before, so he was an acquaintance. Seeing Zhang Guodong running away with his head in his hands, he felt that he deserved it. Who made him climb up his brother-in-law's window before? He was definitely not a good person.

The people in the mental hospital had the same expression when they saw it, "You again!"

"I told you to be hospitalized before! I think your condition is getting worse!"

The bank staff were finally relieved, and the manager on duty quickly stepped forward to explain the situation to both parties.

“This guy is yelling at us to pay him back!”

"Then someone who knew him said he was mentally ill!"

The Yang family stood by, panting. They looked at Zhang Guodong and then at Yang Aihua, "Is Zhang Guoliang really a psychopath?"

Yang Aihua didn't say anything. She didn't want to say no, nor did she want to say yes, so she could only remain silent.

Zhang Guodong had been hiding in the corner. He raised his bloodied face and said, "No! I'm not mentally ill!"

Someone watching the excitement immediately said, "Even mentally ill people say they are not mentally ill."

"You are disturbing public order. Follow me, everyone." The police pointed at the Yang family and then looked at Zhang Guodong, who was in a dilemma.

If Zhang Guodong is mentally ill, mentally ill people are not criminally responsible and can only be handed over to a mental hospital.

The people in the mental hospital looked at Yang Aihua and asked, "Is this your man?"

Yang Aihua said calmly, "I divorced him."

"Because he used violence in public, which involved disturbing public order, we must take him away forcibly now, otherwise he will have to be taken to the police station. You should notify his family immediately." The doctor at the mental hospital sighed when he thought of the unreasonable old lady.

Zhang Guodong originally wanted to say that he was not sick, but after hearing what the doctor said, he didn’t know what to do.

If you are not sick, you have to go to the police station; if you are sick, you have to go to the hospital. Either way, it is not a good thing.

Finally, the doctor tied his hands and feet and carried him into the mental hospital's vehicle.

Because Yang Aihua was watching from the side and did not intervene, she was the only one who escaped unscathed.

When they came here before, there was a group of people, but in the end she was the only one left. It’s ridiculous to think about it.

Yang Aihua shook her head helplessly.

On the way back, Yang Aihua thought a lot. Without the money, the Zhang family would have no hope. According to the Zhang family's nature, they would definitely find a way to get back the house they had promised to give her.

What should she do then? Where would she live from now on? She couldn't possibly remarry him, could she? Zhang Guodong might not even want to remarry her. If that was the case, she had to find a way to keep her things.

Thinking of this, Yang Aihua walked faster and faster, wanting to go to the Yang family to report the news and then go to the police station to rescue the person.

A group of shabbily dressed guys were gathered in front smoking. When they saw Yang Aihua approaching, they let out a strange cry.

The leader was holding a cigarette butt in his mouth and blowing out smoke. When he saw Yang Aihua, he smiled at her.

Yang Aihua knew him, he was bald.

When she thought about how she had wet her pants in front of others before, her face turned red. She lowered her head and kept walking forward without saying a word.

The group of people laughed at her but didn't say anything unpleasant.

Yang Aihua ran back to the Yang family in one breath and told her aunts and uncles about the Yang family being in jail.

A group of people rushed to the police station in a big way, paid the fine, and then redeemed the person.

"Tell me what's going on here! We were put in jail because we stood up for you, and we didn't get any benefits, and we even had to pay money!"

Mrs. Yang touched her pocket and sighed. She wanted to take advantage of others but not only did she not get any advantage, she also had to pay money out of her pocket.

"What's going on with Zhang Guoliang? How could a healthy person become a mental patient?" Someone did not forget to ask Yang Aihua for gossip.

Yang Aihua glanced at her without saying anything. Then she remembered that Zhang Guodong had been admitted to a mental hospital, and hurried to inform Zhang's mother.

Finally, Zhang's mother rushed to the mental hospital again. Yang Aihua coaxed Zhang Zhijie to lie on the kang and thought to herself that she was really tired that day and ended up getting nothing.

Lin Wanqing was in a trance the whole afternoon. Except for the time she was working, Si Ye always occupied her mind.

The bell for the end of get off work rang, and Lin Wanqing quickly rubbed her face to wake herself up.

Isn't it just Si Ye? He was just a little brat back then! Lin Wanqing cheered herself up and slowly walked towards the factory gate.

Si was also wearing a military uniform, standing at the door, looking at her from afar.

Suddenly, Lin Wanqing understood what it meant to be handsome and elegant.

He stood there, his posture upright, his eyes deep and sharp, but they became soft and affectionate the moment he looked at her.

He was so outstanding, especially in his military uniform, he looked even more energetic.

There were always little girls who would secretly look at her, blushing, and then they would see her by following his gaze.

Lin Wanqing suddenly thought of that kiss again.

"Si is waiting for you too, right?" Lin Wanqing's shoulder was bumped.

Wan Jiajia covered her mouth and laughed, with an expression that said, "I knew it." "How far have you come?"

"Are you dating?"

She had a cute smile, but her questions were so hateful and aggressive.

Lin Wanqing stretched out her hand and tickled her, "I told you to ask, but I won't tell you!"

"I haven't asked you and Chen Lie yet! Tell the truth!"

"Chen Lie and my dad are almost buddies! We are innocent!"

The two of them walked forward laughing and finally arrived in front of Si Ye.

The moment she saw Si Ye, Lin Wanqing instantly became quiet.

As expected, people are strange creatures. When they know that someone has a crush on them, they have to care. They switch between offense and defense. Si Ye now feels like he is in control of the situation, while Lin Wanqing is retreating step by step.

"Lin Wanqing, let's go home together."

Si also smiled and spoke to her in a very casual tone, as if they had already been a couple for a long time. They often went home together like this, walked slowly along the road together, talked about what happened at work, or one person talked and the other listened quietly.

In short, they get along comfortably and happily.

Lin Wanqing really had this illusion, an illusion of love.