Xia Baozhu transmigrated into a book she once read. Her identity in this world is the cannon fodder ex-wife who died early of the male protagonist, the richest man. In order to not be a stumbling b...
"I'm really fine. How is Sister Xia?" Lin Shiwan was anxious to know Xia Baozhu's condition; if she wasn't dead, it would be best if she was crippled.
“She didn’t say, so it should be nothing. She said those people came from Shenzhen, so she suspects me, or that her family hired someone to do it,” Leng Minghui replied.
"How could this be? How could we do such a thing?" Lin Shiwan's heart pounded wildly. They suspected her so quickly. It seemed that it was too unsafe for her to find someone nearby.
“Yes, that’s what I said too, but I have to ask Mingguang about this. The two of them had some conflicts before.” Leng Minghui hadn’t forgotten how Leng Mingguang had suddenly insisted on coming to Shenzhen.
As for Lin Shiwan, he had no doubts at all. In his heart, Lin Shiwan was gentle and understanding, while Xia Baozhu was cold, ruthless, and unreasonable. However, she was hard to forget because she was beautiful and had a good temperament.
When he heard that Xia Baozhu was getting married and that the wedding was quite lavish, he felt angry, bitter, helpless, and filled with unspeakable regret.
If she were like Shi Wan, no, even if she had only a tenth of her gentleness and thoughtfulness, he would not give her up.
After finishing her call, Xia Baozhu said to Sun Xingyan, "Leng Minghui should be innocent, but I don't know about the others."
Sun Xingyan felt like vomiting when he heard Leng Minghui's voice on the other end of the phone. It was disgusting to see a man so hypocritical.
“Then let’s wait for the results in two more days. If it doesn’t work out, we can go to Beijing or Haicheng for a while. It doesn’t matter where we open the shop. We can leave this place to San Gou.”
Sun Xingyan was glad that he had bought a lot of houses before the new year, so they could stay wherever they went.
Now that others know their address, they're like sitting ducks; they're not even safe staying at home.
"Okay." Xia Baozhu agreed, but guarding against thieves all day was too tiring, so she still had to find the thief.
So she told the police about her suspicions, hoping that asking them would have a more deterrent effect.
Because the case was extremely serious and had also slandered a leader, the task force went directly to Shenzhen to investigate.
When Lin Shiwan saw the Taicheng police appear at her home, she was so overwhelmed with emotion that she clutched her stomach, cried out in pain, and was hospitalized.
Wang Aixiang learned from Lin Shiwan that Xia Baozhu suspected Leng Minghui of hiring someone to kill her, which is why the police came here, causing Lin Shiwan to be frightened and hospitalized.
Enraged, Wang Aixiang cursed, "That barren hen was just jealous because my son finally has an heir. She deserves to be hunted down. If you ask me, this kind of troublemaker deserves to be struck by lightning!"
"Alright, Mom, Shiwan is still resting, don't talk about this anymore." Leng Minghui rushed over. He first asked the doctor about the situation and was relieved to learn that Lin Shiwan had only suffered some shock and that the fetus was fine.
After being rebuked by her son, Wang Aixiang cursed Lin Shiwan as a vixen in her heart, then forced a smile and said, "Then I'll go back and make Shiwan a pot of chicken soup to nourish her properly."
Leng Minghui once again experienced Xia Baozhu's cold indifference towards him. He did not expect that Xia Baozhu would reveal their information to the police based solely on suspicion, which infuriated him.
What annoyed him the most was that Lin Shiwan was upset because of this. In his heart, the child was the most important, so Lin Shiwan was the most important right now.
The task force collaborated with the Shenzhen police to uncover numerous criminal records of the two suspects, eventually tracing the leads to a middleman.
The middleman was cunning and ran away. He first found Leng Minghui and told him that Lin Shiwan had asked him to help hire someone to kill Xia Baozhu.
If Leng Minghui doesn't give him three million, he'll tell the police. If he gets the money, he won't implicate Lin Shiwan even if he's caught, but he has to have Leng Minghui transfer 100,000 to a specific account every year.
Leng Minghui looked incredulous. He couldn't believe Lin Shiwan would kill Xia Baozhu. What reason would she have to kill Xia Baozhu?
She has a luxury house, luxury cars, and all kinds of designer brands; she can have whatever she wants. Why would she still dislike Xia Zhaodi? She even wanted to kill Xia Zhaodi.
Leng Minghui was torn between sadness, grief, and anger at being deceived. The kind, lovely sweetheart he thought he needed to cherish turned out to be a murderer.
The heartache of being hurt by the truth was even more painful than when he got divorced.
It's like he bought a beautiful vase and liked it very much, but then suddenly discovered that there was a big flaw inside the vase. This planted a thorn in his heart, a thorn that was hard to remove.
After calming down, Leng Minghui said that he didn't have that much cash on hand, and he could only give 300,000 at most.
The middleman understood from his expression: rich men don't care about their wives. If Lin Shiwan hadn't been pregnant, he would have been in jail, and finding another one wouldn't have cost him much.
Thirty thousand it is, better than nothing. The three million was just a test he was trying to get by with his exorbitant demands.
The middleman followed the bodyguard to collect the money, and he breathed a sigh of relief once he received it.
However, news of his 300,000 yuan quickly spread, and the police found him at a dock, dead with his eyes wide open, the money box he was carrying nowhere to be found.
Upon hearing the news of the middleman's death, Leng Minghui raised an eyebrow to indicate that he understood.
He leaned back in his chair. Lin Shiwan had helped him a lot since she started dating him, and she was incredibly kind and considerate to him. Although she had a penchant for luxury, she could help him earn even more.
However, after this incident, he needs to be prepared. You can know a person's face but not their heart. Although she is sincere to him now, he would be in a very passive position if she had other ideas one day.
Just like Xia Zhaodi clearly did nothing to provoke her, but she couldn't tolerate her at all.
When Xia Zhaodi saw them together, she didn't say a word and divorced him without hesitation, not taking a single penny of the family property. What more could she want?
Why does Xia Zhaodi have to disappear? There are plenty of beautiful women out there. Does he have to disappear just because he glances at her?
Although she might care too much about him, he didn't want the woman beside him to be a venomous snake.
She's not as good as Xia Zhaodi; she just hits people she doesn't like and never does anything underhanded behind their backs.
Leng Minghui took out the newspaper about Xia Baozhu's flood relief efforts from the drawer. Although he didn't approve of her doing so, it proved that she was a truly kind woman.
Beautiful and kind, few men wouldn't like a woman like that, especially since she's his ex-wife. Isn't it normal for him to still have some feelings for her?
Leng Minghui remembered the magazine that Lin Shiwan had thrown in the trash can.
He still remembers how beautiful the person in the picture was, with a radiant smile and a bright, cheerful demeanor that instantly puts one in a good mood.
Unfortunately, Shiwan is intolerant of others, not even a magazine.
At this moment, it felt as if a hole had been torn in Leng Minghui's heart, and he began to have different thoughts about some of his actions.
He no longer fully trusts Lin Shiwan.
"Shiwan, stay in the hospital for a couple more days and see how it goes. There's nothing else to do at home. I'll handle the police matter, don't worry." Leng Minghui kissed Lin Shiwan's forehead, his eyes filled with deep affection.