"First time meeting? Wasn't it on the train?"
"No, it was at school. That's when I learned your identity. Director Zheng hasn't forgotten, has he?"
Jiang Wanqing spoke to him in a calm manner, but the more calm she was, the more strange Zheng Yuan felt.
"Hiss... Why are you suddenly bringing this up? What does this have to do with saving your dad?"
"It's nothing, it's just that since we're going to cooperate again, we need to get to know each other again."
Upon hearing this, Zheng Yuan nodded with interest, his eyes thoughtful, and the two remained silent for about half a minute.
He crossed his legs: "Then tell me, how do you want to get to know me again?"
Finally, the bait has been taken. Jiang Wanqing secretly rubbed her fingers together.
"I remember the first time at the school dance, you wanted to ask me to dance, but I refused. I wonder if I can make up for it this time."
He looked up abruptly, never expecting her to bring this up. A hint of surprise appeared in his eyes, and his smile towards her became less insincere and more radiant.
After all, it's just a dance; what else could she possibly gain from him?
"It is indeed a pity. If it could be made up for, I would be smiling in my dreams."
"Okay, let's meet at the school auditorium at 5 pm tomorrow. After the dance, we can have dinner together. Does this arrangement work for you?"
Jiang Wanqing's smile remained on her face, which made Zheng Yuan lose his composure, and he unconsciously nodded in agreement.
"Okay, I'll listen to you. See you tomorrow."
"Okay, I'll be going now."
She got up and walked out. As soon as she turned around, her face suddenly turned cold. Acting in front of someone you hate is really disgusting, disgusting from the inside out.
Before 5 p.m. the next day, Liu Chang sent someone to deliver a brand-new radio to her.
She tested it out and was very satisfied with the machine's performance. It was a model that had only recently been introduced to China from abroad, and Liu Changlian had gone to great lengths to get it for her.
After preparing everything, Jiang Wanqing went to the auditorium to wait. It had been almost a year since she left her job at the school to study at Huazhong University of Science and Technology.
It was the weekend, and the school was deserted. It was quiet until Zheng Yuan arrived.
She found a spot with good sound reception and was adjusting the channel when suddenly someone grabbed her wrist. She instinctively shook off the grip and turned her head.
“It’s me.” Zheng Yuan pushed up his glasses and looked at her.
Jiang Wanqing put her hands behind her back, rubbed the skin he had touched, and forced a smile while enduring the discomfort.
"Oh, wait a minute, let me adjust the radio."
He stayed close to her, his eyes always on her, her hands, her face, and her every move.
She calmly switched to radio mode, and heard a buzzing sound from the receiver. She feigned surprise.
"Oh dear, I'll go get another one, something seems wrong..."
Zheng Yuan grabbed her hand, but she struggled to free herself.
“No need. We can dance even without music, and we can enjoy the peace and quiet that belongs only to the two of us.”
Her eyelids twitched. Seeing that Zheng Yuan was about to turn off the radio, she quickly took a step forward, pushed him away, and stood on tiptoe.
"Let's get started then, don't waste time."
She felt uncomfortable every second she spent with him, and all she wanted was to get something out of him and end this farce!
Fortunately, she was wearing a long-sleeved dress today, with a half-high collar, so apart from his hands, he couldn't have much contact with her while dancing.
Zheng Yuan closed his eyes slightly, music was already flowing in his ears, and he danced in a world of fantasy while communicating with her.
“I brought the contract with me today. You can sign it after the dance. Once you sign it, your dad can leave the police station tomorrow, and your family can be reunited.”
"What methods can you use? All the evidence points to my father committing murder, or do you know who the real killer is?"
He opened his eyes, glanced at her, but smiled without saying a word.
"Okay, let me rephrase the question. You were already here before Jiang Jianwei and his wife passed away, right? Their deaths... were they related to you?"
"Hmph, I knew you weren't that honest." Zheng Yuan gritted his teeth, increasing the pressure on his hand. "Trying to get information out of me? What's the point? Going to the police station or the police department to report me? Where's the evidence?"
Jiang Wanqing felt a chill on her tailbone, as if a snake was less than half a meter away from her, flicking its tongue, ready to bite her the next second.
She suppressed her emotions, lowered her gaze, then looked up and smiled.
"When you attended the funeral at Jiang Xiu's house, I noticed your leather shoes were very dirty, as if you had been in dusty yellow earth for more than three days. There's only one possibility: you came from Beijing a long time ago, trying to keep a low profile and not daring to make a big fuss. So what exactly was your purpose? Heh, I don't need to say more, do I? The last person Jiang Jianwei and his wife saw on the day they passed away wasn't my dad, it was you! You invited them to dinner! You must have put a slow poison in their food, so they would die quietly when they got home that night, and this crime was conveniently pinned on my dad!"
She thought she could calmly expose Zheng Yuan's conspiracy, but as she talked about it, she still felt a burning hatred in her teeth. She couldn't help but grit her teeth and see him as an enemy. Her physical rejection made her try her best to push him away and create distance between them.
Zheng Yuan's hand missed its target, so he clenched his fist into the air, his smile gradually turning sinister.
"So what if it is? If you're just trying to confirm your suspicions, then you've succeeded. But that doesn't change anything. If you want to save your dad, you have to sign a contract with me. Otherwise, he's a murderer!" he said, narrowing his eyes.
"Ha, it really was you! Was it you who instructed Jiang Jianwei to use Cheng Ran's influence to seek benefits for himself?"
"So what if it is? How can you prove it? They are already dead. Cheng Ran's life with you is destined to be full of misfortune. If you really care about him, leave him and come to my side. That would be a happy ending for everyone!"
Zheng Yuan approached her step by step, his ambition and coercion in his eyes were undisguised.
She sidestepped his touch and moved closer to the radio...
"You killed Jiang Jianwei and his wife, and Jiang Xiu is still willing to do things for you. You two should be locked up! Don't harm others!"
"Hahaha...you mean that idiot? Not only did she eagerly work for me, but she also helped kill her parents. Those two sick burdens, she couldn't be happier for them to die sooner, and she could use this opportunity to make you suffer. It couldn't be more suitable for her. But she also has a smart side; at least she's more pragmatic than you! You went to all this trouble to lure me here, tricking me into saying all this, did you expect the police to be lying in wait outside, ready to come in and arrest me? Hmph, you've miscalculated! The police aren't coming here!"
"What did you do!"
Jiang Wanqing feigned righteous indignation, desperately suppressing the excitement in her eyes. Fortunately, she had a backup plan, using a feint to her advantage...
"I felt something was off when you asked me out yesterday, and when I checked, I found out you had called the police. How could I possibly have fallen into your trap?"
He curled his lips in a mocking smile and tried to lift her chin, but she immediately dodged away.
"Heh, I'll give you two days to think it over. Once the time is up, you'll have to bear the worst-case scenario!" Zheng Yuan said, then snorted and left.
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