Chapter 312 My sister-in-law is in trouble
He paused, his breathing quickening. "Ah Zheng, your mother hates me, and she doesn't like you either. But in my heart, you've always been my proudest son, even more so than your brother. When you were very young, I had already decided to choose you as my heir over your brother, but I never expected you to suddenly contract this strange illness..."
Wei Chizheng was stunned.
He only found out about these things today.
Wei Chizheng frowned, and Wei Huaibo paused for a moment before continuing, "Forget it, there's no point in saying all this. I'm in this predicament because of my own actions. Chizheng, you should be happy to see my retribution, right?"
Are you happy?
Wei Chizheng felt no joy.
Instead, there was an indescribable feeling of stuffiness.
The emotions were complex, and he couldn't describe them in words.
Wei Chizheng hated him for the rest of his life. First it was because of his mother, then because of the harm he caused Xie Nanzhi by favoring Pei Jingchuan, and all these years he ignored the children.
He has too many reasons to hate Wei Huaibo.
Wei Chizheng: "What do you think?"
Wei Huaibo looked at his profile and sighed softly, "He must hate me to the core."
His voice grew softer and softer, and his eyes began to glaze over. “I still remember when you were little, just learning to talk, calling me ‘Dad.’ You couldn’t walk yet, and I had to carry you all the time… In the blink of an eye, so many years have passed.”
Then, Wei Huaibo asked again, "A-Zheng, can you forgive me?"
Wei Chi clenched his fists, his heart aching. Forgiving easily was impossible.
Seeing that Wei Chizheng did not speak, Wei Huaibo's lips seemed to twitch again, as if he wanted to take his hand, but in the end, the hand fell limply down.
"That's true, how could you possibly forgive me? If it were me, I certainly wouldn't forgive you so easily either."
Wei Chizheng didn't like this atmosphere, so he looked away and said, "You should get some rest. I'm going out. Tie Tou is outside the door. Just call him if you need anything."
With that, Wei Chizheng turned and left the ward.
When Tie Tou, who was standing at the door, saw Wei Chi come out, his face turned grim. "Second Master, are you alright?"
Wei Chizheng frowned, leaned against the wall, and his shoulders trembled slightly.
The light in the corridor shone on him, casting a long shadow that intertwined with the sorrow in the ward, becoming the somber backdrop of the day.
Wei Chizheng subconsciously reached for a cigarette, but then, perhaps remembering that the hospital was a non-smoking area, he put it back.
Seeing Wei Chizheng's appearance, Tie Tou's heart also tightened.
He had followed Wei Chizheng for many years and always thought that the Second Master had no feelings for Old Master Wei. But today, he saw that this was not the case.
The corridor was quiet, eerily quiet.
Tie Tou spoke again cautiously, his voice low, as if afraid of disturbing Wei Chizheng, who was immersed in his emotions at the moment.
"Second Master, why don't we find a place to sit for a while?"
Wei Chizheng did not respond immediately, but slowly raised his hand and rubbed his tense brows.
After a long while, Wei Chizheng finally spoke, his voice hoarse and filled with undisguised exhaustion, "How is Pei Jingchuan doing?"
Wei Chizheng straightened up slightly, his gaze unconsciously drifting to the closed door. His eyes held a complex mix of emotions, including worry and pain.
Tie Tou pursed his lips. "Wang Hao can't produce any evidence to accuse Pei Jingchuan. Verbal accusations are not enough to form a complete chain of evidence. If he can't produce any other evidence within 48 hours, he will be released."
Wei Chizheng had thought of it, but 48 hours was enough for him to plan what to do next.
He put one hand in his pocket, his expression serious. "Where is Butler Zhou?"
Iron Head, "In the dark room."
Since Butler Zhou is in cahoots with him, he must know a lot of Pei Jingchuan's secrets.
Wei Chi targeted Wang Hao first to avoid arousing Pei Jingchuan's suspicion. But now that Pei Jingchuan is inside, dealing with Steward Zhou alone is much easier.
Wei Chizheng said, "We need to find a way to get him to talk."
Tie Tou replied, "Yes."
Tie Tou left first, leaving him little time.
He rushed to the dark room as fast as he could. Butler Zhou had been tortured beyond recognition. He was pinned to the ground, spitting out blood.
Tie Tou gestured with his eyes for everyone around him to leave, leaving only the two of them in the dark room.
Butler Zhou looked coldly at Tie Tou. "Wei Chizheng sent you, didn't he? But it's no use you coming. I don't know anything. Even if you beat me to death today, I still won't know."
Iron Head stood in front of him. "How come I never noticed before that Butler Zhou is so stubborn?"
Butler Zhou remained silent, while Tie Tou squatted down and patted his face with his large hand. "I know what you're thinking. You think Pei Jingchuan will be released soon and will come to save you. As long as you deny everything and don't say anything, you'll be fine."
“But Steward Zhou, you’ve been with Pei Jingchuan for several years, you should know him best. He can even harm his own grandfather, let alone you.”
Iron Head's gaze sharpened. "Do you think he would let go of someone who has dirt on him? To him now, you are worthless. In fact, you are a major threat to him. If I were him, I would never allow you to remain in this world."
Butler Zhou's expression changed; he swallowed hard, and panic flickered in his eyes.
Tie Tou slowly stood up. He glanced at his watch. "There's not much time left in 48 hours, Steward Zhou. You're a smart man. It's either a temporary loss of freedom or death. You should take this test."
When Tie Tou stepped out of the dark room, Steward Zhou panicked completely.
Tie Tou is right. Pei Jingchuan is a complete madman. He won't let me off the hook, absolutely not.
After a long pause, Butler Zhou shouted, "Someone come here, I'll talk."
...
Wei Chizheng stayed at the hospital the whole time. He knew in his heart that Wei Huaibo only had a few days left.
As darkness fell, the lights in the corridor gradually came on.
The air, however, seemed to carry a chilling coldness, stretching his shadow even longer and making the oppressive atmosphere in the air even more oppressive, so heavy that it was hard to breathe.
Wei Chizheng thought a lot. His journey from childhood to adulthood had been incredibly difficult, and he didn't actually have many memories of Wei Huaibo.
It seems that Wei Chizheng can't find any other way to get along with him except by hating him.
After thinking for a moment, his brows furrowed even more.
Just then, Mu Lin rushed to the hospital and ran breathlessly to Wei Chizheng.
Wei Chizheng was already quite agitated, and he asked in a very low voice, "What's wrong? Why are you so flustered?"
Mu Lin gasped for breath, "It's terrible, Second Master... the plane from Beijing to Hong Kong... has crashed..."
Flight from Beijing to Hong Kong?
Wei Chi's heart leaped into his throat, and he grabbed Mu Lin, "What did you say? Say it again."
Mu Lin frowned. "Second Master, my sister-in-law took that flight this morning..."
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