A simple story, a simple story, a simple story!
Every time she falls asleep, she transmigrates into a book. Can this world still be okay?
Is this a problem with her phone, her house, or...
Chapter 646 Courtyard 22
In fact, Jia Zhang knew everything about the relationship between Qin Huairu and Yi Zhonghai very well.
Ever since Jia Dongxu died, she forced Qin Huairu to get an IUD.
Of course she knew how difficult it was for a widow to raise several children.
Didn't she take the same step after Old Jia died in order to make a living and raise Jia Dongxu?
She didn't care at all about how Qin Huairu exchanged for food.
In her opinion, as long as Qin Huairu didn't get pregnant and didn't make those ugly things public, making the neighbors laugh at her, she would just pretend she saw nothing.
The peaceful days didn't last even a week.
That day, after Lin Sui finished lunch, he was about to take a nap on the table.
Suddenly, Sister Zhang, who was knitting, let out a surprised sound.
"What's going on outside? Look, why are those people running towards the old warehouse?"
Her voice broke the silence in the office and everyone was drawn to it.
Hearing the sound, Lin Sui raised his head and looked out the window, just in time to see people in groups of three or four hurriedly rushing towards the old warehouse.
Colleagues in the office also looked out the window, their faces full of curiosity and confusion.
Song Ping frowned and said, "I'm afraid something has happened. Why don't we go and take a look?"
Before anyone could respond, the colleague at the door couldn't wait to open the door and rushed out.
When the others saw this, they also ran out.
Lin Sui followed the others and ran towards the old warehouse.
Before he even reached the destination, Lin Sui knew what had happened.
Before this, she had used her spiritual sense to listen carefully to the conversation between the aunt and Yi Zhonghai. Seeing the scene before her, she was sure that this was the scene Yi Zhonghai had prepared to catch the adulterer.
In the old warehouse, Qin Huairu was disheveled, and the other man was a sixth-level blacksmith in the factory, his pants dropped to his ankles. Both of them had their hands handcuffed behind their backs and were pressed to the side.
When Lin Sui and his group arrived, they could no longer get close.
The security department was guarding there and blocked all roads leading to the old warehouse.
A large group of people could only gather outside, stretching their necks and standing on tiptoe, trying to find out what was going on inside, while constantly guessing what was happening inside.
Lin Sui originally thought that after Yi Zhonghai exposed the matter, he would definitely hang around here, waiting to see how things would develop.
In her opinion, those who have done bad things often like to stay at the scene and appreciate the subsequent waves caused by their "masterpieces". This is a special sense of "accomplishment".
Unexpectedly, after searching the surroundings with his spiritual sense, he discovered that the "God of Morality" he usually saw was not there at all.
Lin Sui even checked outside the factory, but still couldn't find Yi Zhonghai.
Could it be that I guessed wrong? Lin Sui couldn't help but think so, but it seemed unlikely.
In fact, today's incident was indeed masterminded by Yi Zhonghai.
However, he was very shrewd and did not need to do anything himself.
He just mentioned it casually when chatting with the security department.
"There seems to be a lot of activity in the old warehouse lately. Please keep an eye out when you're patrolling."
The security department took this simple remark to heart and stepped up patrols of the old warehouse.
Look, we caught him red-handed today.
Although the people outside who were stopped from entering the old warehouse could not see what was happening inside, the first people who arrived at the scene had already seen clearly what was happening inside.
It was passed down from person to person, and those who came later also knew what happened inside.
They were all whispering to each other.
By the time the security personnel escorted the people out, Qin Huairu and the blacksmith had already put on their clothes.
Several people from the Propaganda Department were originally speculating about who was inside. Lin Sui also pretended to be curious and cooperated with several older sisters to discuss various possibilities.
But when they saw the face of the person being escorted out, the people in the Propaganda Department suddenly quieted down, and the expressions on their faces became very complicated, with surprise and embarrassment.
He also secretly glanced at Sister Zhang.
Lin Sui joined the Propaganda Department just last year. He only knew superficial information about the family situations of some people in the department and had never met the families of his colleagues.
She looked confused and had no idea why everyone suddenly stopped talking.
However, looking at everyone's faces, she knew that now was not the time to ask questions, so she could only swallow all her questions.
At this moment, Lin Sui suddenly felt a figure rushing out like an arrow from a bow.
She subconsciously looked up and saw that it was Sister Zhang from the Propaganda Department.
Sister Zhang's eyes were wide open and her face was red. She rushed towards the man who was being escorted out like an angry lion. When her hands touched the man, she instantly scratched two bloody marks on his face.
The people from the security department only reacted at this time, and quickly stopped Sister Zhang and pulled her back.
Although Sister Zhang's movements are restricted, her mouth is never idle.
"Ren Jianshan, you bastard, I never dreamed that the person inside was you!
You are shameless and filthy!"
Her voice was sharp and piercing, and it was particularly loud in the silence of the crowd around her.
"Do you think I'm worthy of serving you all day? I get up early and stay up late every day, washing your clothes and cooking for you, and keeping the house in perfect order. Is this how you repay me?"
Sister Zhang became more and more excited as she spoke, her hands and feet flailing around, and two people from the security department stopped her.
"Just now I was in the office, knitting a sweater for you stitch by stitch, hoping to keep you warm in the winter. I was so blind! How could a filthy thing like you be worthy of wearing the sweater I knitted!"
At this time, even a fool would understand that the protagonist of this incident was actually the husband of Sister Zhang from the Propaganda Department.
Qin Huairu and Ren Jianshan were taken to the factory director's office by the security department.
Sister Zhang, the wife of the person involved, Ren Jianshan, had vented her initial anger, and was left with only a sense of grievance. Her eyes were red and swollen from crying, and she also went with them.
Originally, two older sisters from the Propaganda Department wanted to go with her, but Sister Zhang refused.
"I'm fine, everyone go back. I'm not as fragile as you think, don't worry."
Lin Sui followed several people from the Propaganda Department and walked silently towards the office.
Along the way, Song Ping from the Propaganda Department suddenly leaned over to Lin Sui and asked curiously, "Xiao Lin, I just heard someone say that the woman is called Qin Huairu, and she's also from your No. 95 compound. Do you know her?"
Lin Sui raised his eyebrows slightly, wondering whether Song Ping asked this out of pure curiosity or if he had other intentions.
Her face remained expressionless, and she replied calmly, "Of course I know him, after all, we live in the same courtyard.
But I've only been here a year, so I don't know much about her family.
Sister Song, from what you said, do you know Qin Huairu?