Liao Mingbang was very busy at work and rushed back to work overtime after dinner, but just as they finished settling the bill, he hurried over on his bicycle.
"Zhengzi, Comrade Yun."
Liao Mingbang threw his bicycle aside, rushed over to the two of them, and whispered to them the news: "Fang Ziqiang's two sisters and their husbands, as well as Fang Zilin's wife and children, have all come to the city. They will go to the public trial tomorrow and are currently staying at the South District Guesthouse."
He had just returned to the unit when the director, who had not yet left work, told him the news. He immediately understood what his leader meant and ran over to tell them.
Yun Huaying also understood the hidden meaning and expressed gratitude: "Comrade Liao, thank you."
There was a deep meaning in Liao Mingbang's smile. He patted Han Zheng's arm, exchanged a look of understanding between brothers, turned around, rode his bicycle back to the unit to work overtime.
There was an event scheduled for tonight, so they were not in a hurry to go there. They returned to the guesthouse to take a shower first.
At nine o'clock, Han Zheng came and knocked on the door. Yun Huaying had also disguised herself and packed up, and followed him out, walking in the night to another guesthouse in the south of the city.
Han Zheng didn't ask about her plans on the way. It wasn't until they got outside the guesthouse that he asked, "Huaying, what do you want to do?"
Yun Huaying pulled out a handful of incense sticks from her pocket. She had specially prepared these for the Fang family. She hadn't told him about their effects, but a strange glint flickered in her eyes. "Han Zheng, please help me find out which room they're staying in, and set up cover for me later."
"OK."
Han Zheng was looking forward to her method of revenge.
In fact, Yun Huaying had already received the accurate information from Mo Teng in advance, and asked Han Zheng to go and inquire so as to prevent him from being suspicious.
After he had inquired about everything, and with his and Mo Teng's help and cover, Yun Huaying easily reached the room where the Fang family lived, then lit the incense stick and stuffed it directly into the crack of the door.
It took less than half a minute to do.
After she came out, Han Zheng asked her, "Huaying, how long do we have to wait?"
"Two minutes."
The Fang family members had not gone to bed yet. In the two rooms, they were all talking about the troubles at home, sighing and cursing. Now that the colorless, odorless and irritating poisonous gas was inhaled into their nasal cavities, they all became even more irritable because they were already emotionally unstable.
Soon, there was a loud noise in the guesthouse. People in the two rooms started fighting, and the sharp and shrill curses woke up the other residents in the guesthouse.
Seeing the commotion, the two of them went over to watch the fun, standing in a dim corner and watching the Fang family members fighting each other.
It was the first time that Yun Huaying met Fang Ziqiang's two sisters. They both looked like Old Lady Fang, and they probably had a bad relationship and had a long-standing grudge against each other. Now, under the stimulation of the poison, the two sisters completely lost their minds and treated each other as enemies, pulling each other's hair and rolling on the ground and beating each other.
The two brothers-in-law of the Fang family were not weak and honest people either. Under the stimulation of their two daughters-in-law, they also started to do it.
Men fight differently from women. They don't pull each other's hair, but punch each other directly, one punch after another landing on each other's body and face, and soon both of them are covered in bruises.
Fang Zilin's wife Li Qiaoling and children also inhaled the poison gas. They were all extremely excited and kept trying to separate the two people. However, they accidentally scratched someone while doing so. The two sisters who were already fighting with each other dragged them into the fight, grabbed them and beat them up, and accused and cursed Li Qiaoling in the same way as Fang's wife.
Li Qiaoling used to pretend to be honest and cowardly at home, but that doesn't mean she was really cowardly. Under the stimulation of the poison gas, her resentment and anger were aroused, and she turned around and retaliated fiercely against her two elder sisters-in-law.
Countless brutal slaps fell on the two elder sisters-in-law. The two children also listened to her and kicked the two elder sisters-in-law non-stop. Fang An, who was thirteen or fourteen years old, kicked the elder sister-in-law on the cheek one after another, kicking out her teeth and blood.
Seeing the fierce battle in the corridor, Yun Huaying watched with great interest, with an obvious smile of joy on her lips.
"Jacaranda."
Han Zheng felt indescribably complicated at this moment.
Yun Huaying looked up at him, the smile on her lips slightly retreating, "Do you think I'm vicious?"
"No."
Han Zheng shook his head without a pause, his deep eyes filled with pain. "Huaying, they are all bad people. No matter how you retaliate, it is not excessive. With the Yun family's background and financial situation, and the love of your grandparents and elders, you should have lived a carefree and happy life. But because of these bad guys, the Yun family was broken up, the elders who loved you died tragically and young, and your life has undergone earth-shattering changes. Your personality has also changed. You even put up a cold armor around yourself, not letting others get close to your heart. It makes me sad that you are like this."
His words actually touched Yun Huaying's cold heart. Her chest trembled slightly, but the heavy shackles pressing on her body made her eyes reveal a bit of helplessness: "I'm fine, I can handle it."
The stronger she was, the more uncomfortable Han Zheng felt, and his suppressed emotions burst out. He no longer controlled his emotions and reached out to hold her in his arms.
His sudden movement made Yun Huaying's body stiffen instinctively. When she felt the warm palm on her waist and the cool breath coming towards her, she, who was always calm and composed, panicked: "Han Zheng, what are you doing? Let me go."
"No."
Han Zheng's voice became hoarse at that moment.
Her waist was so thin that it could be held in one hand. He was afraid that if he used a little more force, he would break it. The moment the softness of her chest touched his body, it was like an electric current running through his body, stimulating him so much that his whole body tensed up.
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