Trying to capture the powerful Young Master Du by Lin Bozhong alone would be like an ant trying to shake a tree; his strength was far too weak.
However, justice prevails, and recently, Mr. Du has been under close scrutiny from various forces due to his involvement in a case involving the theft of precious cultural relics from a museum.
It is said that Director Wang is sparing no effort in collecting relevant evidence, and his sharp eyes seem to be able to pierce through the fog and reach the core of the truth.
Once Director Wang has a complete and irrefutable chain of evidence, the task force will act swiftly and decisively. At that time, it will be extremely difficult for Young Master Du to escape legal punishment.
Lin Bozhong knew that relying solely on himself or the existing clues, it would be nothing short of a pipe dream to bring Young Master Du to justice.
Therefore, he secretly calculated that the only way to successfully subdue this domineering young master Du was to rely on the power of the Wang family.
The Wang family's influence should not be underestimated. As long as the Wang family is willing to step in, even with just a word, it is enough to make the originally thorny situation clear and take down Young Master Du naturally.
Thinking of this, Lin Bozhong was extremely anxious and could no longer suppress his inner turmoil. He hurriedly straightened his clothes and strode out of the house.
His purpose in going there was to seek help from a key figure who could influence the overall situation. He was willing to put aside all dignity and pride in order to get justice for his grandson.
After all, the suffering his grandson had endured was heartbreaking, and he simply couldn't swallow this bitter pill.
As for Huo Deguang and the others, Lin Bozhong was dissatisfied, but he could only endure it for the time being.
He knew that Huo Deguang, that old fox, was always good at selective enforcement of the law and always turned a blind eye to the powerful and wealthy. Otherwise, why would he have been so slow to take action?
Lin Bozhong secretly vowed that this time he would definitely use the power of the Wang family to make Young Master Du pay the price for his actions.
Arriving at the majestic villa by the sea, exuding an aristocratic air, Lin Bozhong's mood was as heavy as if shrouded in dark clouds, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.
Recalling how she had exhausted herself for her grandson Lin Bei, finally getting him fitted with an advanced prosthesis, hoping that he could regain his confidence and courage in life and become a true man.
However, fate always seems to play tricks on people. Lin Bei was innocently attacked by Young Master Du in a bar, and not only was his body severely injured again, but his hard-won "new life" was also ruthlessly taken away.
Lin Bozhong stood at the door, his hands clenched into fists, his nails almost digging into his palms. He took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, raised his hand, and gently knocked on the villa door.
As he waited, he could almost hear his own heart pounding, each beat accompanied by a deep hatred for Young Master Du and an urgent desire for the Wang family's help.
After a long while, the door finally opened slowly, and a woman wearing a woolen coat appeared in his sight.
Wang Qingyan looked at the newcomer with a somewhat strange expression.
Her coat was casually draped over her shoulders, revealing a soft, lustrous silk nightgown underneath that subtly outlined her graceful figure, adding a touch of allure and mystery.
However, at this moment, she had a look of doubt and confusion on her face, clearly surprised by Lin Bozhong's late-night visit.
"Lin Bei was drinking with someone at a bar when he was unexpectedly beaten up by Young Master Du. His... his thing was all ruined."
Lin Bozhong's voice trembled slightly, a result of a mixture of anger and helplessness.
He looked up at Wang Qingyan, his eyes filled with expectation, as if he were praying for some kind of salvation.
"I want you to call the old man and ask Huo Deguang to help handle it."
Lin Bozhong spoke again, his tone firm.
He knew that only by relying on the Wang family's power could he ensure that the bully, Young Master Du, received the punishment he deserved and that justice was served for Lin Bei.
At this moment, his gaze was fixed on Wang Qingyan's face, as if he wanted to place all his hopes on her.
Upon hearing this, Wang Qingyan frowned slightly, and her expression became serious.
Looking into Lin Bozhong's expectant eyes, she couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.
Wang Qingyan gently turned her gaze to Lin Bozhong, a hint of barely perceptible expectation in her eyes.
She knew that this request was no small matter; it not only concerned the Lin family's reputation but also the delicate balance between the two families.
Lin Bozhong stood there, his expression a mixture of anxiety and pleading, clearly hoping for a response from Wang Qingyan.
“Alright,” Wang Qingyan finally spoke, her voice tinged with helplessness and hesitation. “I’ll call the old man and ask. But as you know, our family has always adhered to the principle of not interfering in external disputes, so I can’t guarantee that the old man will be willing to lend a helping hand.”
Although her tone was calm, every word carried weight, revealing the unshakeable nature of the family rules.
Upon hearing this, a fleeting hint of disappointment flashed in Lin Bozhong's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure. He nodded understandingly, his gratitude evident in his expression.
"Thank you anyway, Qingyan. I'm going to the hospital to see my good-for-nothing grandson right now. I hope he can pull through this."
After saying that, he turned and slowly walked towards the door, each step appearing unusually heavy, as if he were carrying a thousand-pound burden.
After Wang Qingyan closed the door, the entire room instantly fell silent, with only the occasional chirping of birds coming from outside the window.
She walked to the desk, gently picked up the old-fashioned telephone, and slowly moved her fingers across the dial pad, each number seemingly carrying a heavy responsibility.
This phone call was not only a response to Lin Bozhong, but also a subtle probe into the future direction of the two families.
The moment the call connected, she took a deep breath, trying to make her voice sound calm and respectful: "Grandpa, it's me, Qingyan." On the other end of the line came an old but powerful voice, carrying the composure and authority that comes with the years.
Wang Qingyan didn't waste any time on pleasantries and directly relayed Lin Bozhong's request, trying to preserve every detail exactly as it was, without daring to omit anything.
On the other end of the phone, the old man was silent for a moment, then simply replied with two words: "I understand."
These three simple words evoked a complex mix of emotions in Wang Qingyan.
She knew that the old man's decisions were always unpredictable; his "I know" might mean he would consider it, or it might just be a polite response.
But she knew she had done her best, and the rest was up to time to find out.
Now that Lin Bei has been crippled, Wang Qingyan feels much more relaxed and is finally under less pressure.
As for whether his family will help Lin Bei, that's not up to him to decide.
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