Director Mo's attitude was suspicious. Huang Dacheng couldn't figure out what kind of relationship he had with a mere secretariat director. He was completely bewildered and subconsciously followed Director Mo's train of thought into the office.

"Director Huang, please have a seat. I'll go get you some water right away."

Director Mo's attitude was extremely obsequious. Seeing that Huang Dacheng had indeed followed him into the room and sat down, he quickly ran out to Xia Wenhua's side.

"Comrade Wenhua, you're really something! You actually managed to get Director Huang here. You even said you and Director Huang don't get along, but he's been giving you so much face!"

Xia Wenhua, who witnessed everything, was completely bewildered by this twist of fate. She looked at Director Mo with pity, hoping that heaven would be kind and that Director Mo would never know the truth in this lifetime.

Director Mo had already mentally prepared himself; Xia Wenhua definitely couldn't let him down.

She neither echoed Director Mo's words nor refuted them. Instead, she smiled at Director Mo and asked, "Director, shall I go in now?"

Her smile only fueled Director Mo's imagination.

Director Mo glanced at Xia Wenhua with admiration, thinking that she was indeed his capable assistant and very impressive!

He's got the skills, he's got the connections—how did he end up with such a capable subordinate? He really is God's favorite son; all the talented people seem to fall into his lap!

Director Mo certainly didn't dare reveal his crazy ideas in front of others. He was secretly pleased with himself for a while, but he couldn't leave Huang Dacheng alone in the office for too long, so he nodded and let Xia Wenhua in.

"I'll still keep watch at the door for you. I won't let anyone hear your conversation or find out anything about you, so don't worry."

Huang Dacheng came once before, and it was Director Mo who covered for Xia Wenhua so that no one would suspect the relationship between Xia Wenhua and Huang Dacheng.

Huang Dacheng has been a prominent figure at the steel plant lately, and with Director Mo making another appearance like this, everyone is bound to have some doubts.

Let alone how well-informed the steelworkers are, even the secretariat staff could probably figure out the relationship between Xia Wenhua and Huang Dacheng in no time.

Looking at the various expressions on her colleagues' faces before entering the room, Xia Wenhua felt that it wouldn't be long before her terrible relationship with Huang Dacheng was exposed.

In order to prevent Director Mo from feeling deceived, she was determined to resolve this matter at the steel plant properly.

Huang Dacheng followed Director Mo into the office. He was already completely baffled, not understanding what the steel plant was up to, and why a mere secretariat director was being so enthusiastic towards him.

Not long after sitting down, Huang Dacheng regretted it. He got up to leave, just as Xia Wenhua pushed open the door and walked in.

Enemies meeting are especially hostile. Director Huang's reputation in the Revolutionary Committee is bad enough now, and everyone around him can link him to Qiu Chenggong.

Even though he made the decisive decision to divorce Yunmeng and Qiu Chenggong, it still affected him.

Director Huang looked at Xia Wenhua with a very unpleasant expression.

"You dare to come in!"

If Xia Wenhua doesn't push her too hard, at worst she can just send Qiu Chenggong away without causing herself any trouble.

Huang Dacheng has completely forgotten how he initially tried to evade the issue. Now that the baton of public opinion has truly struck him, he finally feels the pain.

His situation in the Revolutionary Committee suddenly became awkward. Recently, he had been going to the steel factory every day, partly to vent his anger on Xia Wenhua, and partly to avoid the open and covert struggles within the Revolutionary Committee.

Xia Wenhua smiled calmly in the face of Huang Dacheng's malice.

“I know Director Huang, and we’ve communicated together quite a few times. We’re friends, right? Director Huang is a reasonable person, so why should I be embarrassed to come in?”

She not only came in, but also thoughtfully closed the door and turned to sit opposite Huang Dacheng.

"Qiu Chenggong is gone. I have nothing to do with you. There's no need for further words. I don't want to see you. Now get out and close the door behind you."

Huang Dacheng, mindful of his status, didn't argue with Xia Wenhua directly. Instead, he leaned back and said softly.

Xia Wenhua chuckled: "Director Huang, it's one thing to lie to others, but don't lie to yourself."

"What do you mean?" Huang Dacheng asked, his expression gloomy.

His feelings were insignificant to Xia Wenhua, who remained unaffected: "If you really didn't want to see me, you wouldn't be here. Director Huang came here just to cause me trouble, didn't he?"

"You knew that and still dared to come here? You've got some nerve." Huang Dacheng dropped the pretense and his gloomy gaze lingered on Xia Wenhua.

Since he joined the Yun family, he had never suffered such a great loss.

The work of the Revolutionary Committee is not going well now. When he returned home, Yun Wenxia and her daughter kept blaming him. He hasn't had a single good day lately.

A person who has lost all conscience will never look for faults in himself. In order to make himself feel better, Xia Wenhua became the outlet for his venting.

Unfortunately, he ran into Xia Wenhua; he really hit a brick wall.

Xia Wenhua didn't waste time with Huang Dacheng's nonsense and went straight to the point.

“I know all of Director Huang’s secrets. If you don’t want these secrets to end up on Old Master Yun’s desk, then the steel plant matter ends here.”

She lowered her voice, afraid of being overheard, but to Huang Dacheng it was like a thunderclap.

People with braids all over their bodies are already afraid of being caught, not to mention Xia Wenhua's very serious expression.

Huang Dacheng's expression was slightly unnatural for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure.

"I, Huang Dacheng, am not someone to be intimidated. You've caused me so much trouble, and you think you can just walk away like that? Not so easy!"

Xia Wenhua, let me tell you, if I'm not having a good time, you won't have one either!

Even when the truth is laid bare before someone like that, they'll still keep making excuses. Xia Wenhua didn't want to waste her time with Huang Dacheng.

She glanced at Huang Dacheng and casually uttered a few place names.

"No. 352 Dongjiemin Lane, No. 304 Street behind the textile factory, a small house on Zijing Road..."

"Shut up! Shut up!"

As Xia Wenhua uttered each address, it tolled the death knell for Huang Dacheng.

His face turned deathly pale. He rushed around the table to Xia Wenhua, but she stopped him.

"Director Huang, be mindful of your status. Don't lose your composure."

From the moment Xia Wenhua entered, Huang Dacheng maintained the air of a revolutionary committee director.

From this moment on, he could no longer pretend.

Forget about style or anything like that; what Xia Wenhua said were things that could be fatal.

His eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at Xia Wenhua, his gaze so sinister it looked like he wanted to devour her.

"I'm asking you, where did you get that information from!"

If these things were leaked, he would be finished; Huang Dacheng had no time to care about appearances.