At the police station, Lin Zhaojiang met Liu Yunkang, who looked dejected.
The once radiant and famous reporter now sits across from him looking disheveled. In just a few days, he has lost a lot of weight, and his cheeks are deeply sunken.
His dark circles were the result of sleepless nights. When he saw Lin Zhaojiang, a glimmer of expectation flashed in his eyes, but it quickly dimmed again.
"President Lin..."
"It's alright now," Lin Zhaojiang comforted him in a low voice. "The lawyers from Zhonglin Group have already stepped in and are fighting this case together with your lawyer. They are currently negotiating the necessary procedures to get you released on bail."
"President Lin, I have truly been wronged!"
Liu Yunkang covered his face and grabbed his hair tightly.
"I don't know what happened. I haven't logged into that email address... Besides, I haven't been going to the office for a long time before the exam; I've basically been staying at home!"
"I've investigated everything." Lin Zhaojiang's voice was low as he looked up at him, a shadow passing over his eyes. "Yunkang, do you know who did it?"
Liu Yunkang moved his lips, but couldn't utter a single word.
He already knew what was going on.
Who else could freely enter and leave his office and know his computer password?
But he held onto a sliver of hope that his guess was wrong, that people's hearts weren't so corrupt.
However, Lin Zhaojiang coldly uttered a few words that quickly shattered his last illusions about humanity.
"It's Wu An'an."
Liu Yunkang froze, a chill rising from the bottom of his heart.
“This is absolutely true.” Lin Zhaojiang looked at him. “I obtained surveillance footage of Wu An’an sneaking into your office and sending emails on your computer. At first, I didn’t quite believe it, after all, you are her mentor, and you brought her to where she is today. But the evidence is irrefutable, and I have no choice but to believe it.”
“How could this be…” Liu Yunkang was filled with grief and indignation. “How could this happen! She is very talented. I have always regarded her as my prized student and nurtured her with all my heart! I taught her interviewing skills and introduced her to resources, but why did she do this to me!”
"Because she's after Wanwan," Lin Zhaojiang said, emphasizing each word. "And you, President Liu, are just a tool!"
Liu Yunkang looked at him, his eyes already devoid of light.
“Because you have a very high reputation in this industry,” Lin Zhaojiang continued. “Once you are proven guilty of leaking the exam questions, it will cause quite a stir in this industry. This stir will even spread outside the circle, and more people will pay attention to this exam, and then to Song Wan!”
“So…” Liu Yunkang paused for a moment, “Wu An’an’s next step is to stir up trouble online and ruin Miss Song’s reputation… right?”
"You will also be disgraced!"
Liu Yunkang closed his eyes, a sense of desolate despair welling up inside him.
Hasn't he already been completely disgraced?
Even though he was wrongly accused, and even though evidence had been found to prove his innocence, he still spent several days in the police station.
Song Wan has Lin Zhaojiang behind her; Lin Zhaojiang will keep all news from her. But what about him?
He was once someone's protector, but now he's ended up like this!
Liu Yunkang recalled the story of the farmer and the snake.
Ha, isn't he just that foolish farmer, and Wu An'an just that ungrateful viper?
"Yunkang," Lin Zhaojiang walked over and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, I'm here, nothing will happen to you!"
"President Lin!"
Liu Yunkang suddenly stood up.
At this moment, he no longer wanted to hide it, nor was it worth hiding it any longer.
"Mr. Lin, there are some things I want to be honest about."
Lin Zhaojiang's eyes flickered slightly; Liu Yunkang's action was exactly what he had expected.
Now that the master and disciple have completely broken off relations, Liu Yunkang no longer needs to protect Wu An'an.
"During his tenure as editor-in-chief of the Yunshi Morning Post, Wu An'an repeatedly accepted bribes, engaged in false advertising for shell companies, and published fake news..."
"Those companies profited from false advertising, amassed huge sums of money, and then absconded with the funds, leaving creditors devastated! Some people even went bankrupt and committed suicide because of this!"
Lin Zhaojiang frowned. "All these years, hasn't anyone held her accountable?"
"She did a great job with public relations, and besides, she didn't leave any room for criticism after it was done. Only I know the inside story."
When Liu Yunkang looked up at him again, his gaze was more determined.
“President Lin, I’ve always spoiled her because she was a student I personally mentored… Now I’ve not only harmed her, but I’ve also harmed myself. This time, I won’t indulge her anymore!”
"Heh, you're not going to spoil her anymore?" Lin Zhaojiang sneered. "Yunkang, if she hadn't attacked you first this time, how long did you plan to keep these things a secret?"
"President Lin..."
"Wu An'an murdered you for money, and you turned a deaf ear! Do people like you deserve to be called journalists?!"
Lin Zhaojiang's voice was harsh, and Liu Yunkang froze on the spot, not daring to say a word.
"Go explain everything to the police!" Lin Zhaojiang glared at him. "You won't escape the responsibility you're required to bear!"
*
In the evening, after finishing all his business, Lin Zhaojiang dragged his tired body to the hotel.
A faint, pleasant fragrance filled the room; Song Wan had lit scented candles. She was engrossed in reading on a recliner by the French windows, so absorbed that she didn't even hear his footsteps as he entered.
Upon seeing her, Lin Zhaojiang's exhaustion vanished instantly.
He walked over and gently squatted down in front of her. Song Wan was startled, and when she saw it was him, she gently hit him with a book.
"How come you walk so quietly!"
"You're taking this too seriously, aren't you?" Lin Zhaojiang laughed. "What good book is it that you're so obsessed with?"
Song Wan blushed, trying to hide her face from him. He sat down next to her, letting her lean against him, and stroked her long hair gently.
"If you won't show me, then tell me about it."
"It's just a romance novel." Song Wan chuckled. "The female lead loves the male lead very much, but the male lead has no feelings for her and only sees their relationship as a transaction."
Lin Zhaojiang's heart tightened, and he hurriedly interrupted her: "These kinds of novels nowadays are all made up, don't read them!"
"What's wrong?" Song Wan's eyes widened. "Didn't you ask me to tell you this?"
Lin Zhaojiang's forehead was covered in sweat.
Why did she have to read this one of all the books she could read? If you're looking at it personally, isn't he just like that heartless and ungrateful male protagonist?
What if, as she looks at it, she remembers something from the past...
At this moment, Lin Zhaojiang was not only sweating profusely on his forehead, but also covered in cold sweat.
"Anyway... romance novels are all the same old formula, just love and hate, it's so boring!" He forced a smile. "You don't mean to think about writing one too, do you?"
"How did you know?" Song Wan chuckled. "I did have that idea in mind!"
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