In the People's Park of the provincial capital, Wang Peng parked his car next to the big banyan tree.
This large banyan tree is known as the Tree of Love, with many colorful ribbons hanging from its branches, making it resemble a wishing well.
Wang Peng and Li Mingzhu fell in love here. At that time, Li Mingzhu threw a ribbon up to Wang Peng.
“Honey, I threw the ribbon that expresses my love for you on the treetop. I wonder if it’s still there?” Li Mingzhu pointed to the treetop.
“Yes, whether it’s on the treetop or not, it’s in my heart,” Wang Peng said.
"Hehe." Li Mingzhu smiled, "It seems you're in a very good mood today, you're even saying sweet words to me."
Wang Peng scratched his head. He had a lot of worries lately, and sweet talk wasn't his style.
I'm really happy today. I had a lot of worries on my mind, and two of them were resolved today.
“Honey, if Lao Wang doesn’t give you 300,000 yuan, you’ll never make up with him in this lifetime, right?” Li Mingzhu asked.
Wang Peng stared at the colorful ribbons on the treetops, pondering for a long time, but had no answer.
He shook his head. "People's hearts change, and I don't know if I will forgive him in the future."
"Oh?" Li Mingzhu said, "Honey, will you change your mind about me in the future?"
Wang Peng chuckled and shook his head. "How could that be? You are the most important person in my life. How could I change my mind?"
Hearing this, Li Mingzhu took her husband's hand and said, "You went to see Li Mengjiao a few days ago, and she must have offered you very generous terms to get a divorce."
“I was terrified. I knew you wouldn’t leave me, but I still couldn’t help being scared.”
At this point, Li Mingzhu was still shaken and instinctively gripped her husband's hand tightly.
After a moment, she added, "If you don't want me, I don't know how to live. If you don't want me, I'll die right here."
Upon hearing this, Wang Peng's eyes widened. He saw determination, seriousness, and dependence on her face.
"Don't let your mind wander. Get those suicidal thoughts out of your head," Wang Peng said, putting his arm around her shoulder.
"Wife, you didn't leave me when I was down on my luck, so how could I possibly abandon you?"
At this point, he couldn't help but joke, "Although this fire caused losses, it showed me your sincerity."
“And there’s Lao Wang’s sincerity.” Li Mingzhu said with a smile, “I used to think Wang Song was just being insincere, but I never expected him to be genuinely repentant.”
Wang Peng nodded. That was a huge sum of 300,000 yuan, enough for Wang Song to live a comfortable retirement.
Even in twenty years, 300,000 will still be a considerable sum.
If this isn't genuine remorse, then what is?
Li Mingzhu said, "And Wang Xia, she was actually willing to give up 17,000 yuan. No, that's not giving up, it's investing."
"My wife is so smart," Wang Peng praised her. "With this fire, our competitors can no longer stop Brother Supermarket's rise. Glory? Ha!"
“Honey, speaking of brilliance, I’m thinking of Hu Qing. She hasn’t been making any public appearances lately. I suspect something has happened to her.”
Li Mingzhu frowned. "She should be trying to bribe you like Mengjiao did, to make you divorce your husband and marry her, but she hasn't shown up. Isn't that unusual?"
Wang Peng thought about it carefully and realized that he hadn't seen Hu Qing since the fire at the Brothers Supermarket.
The day before the fire, I heard from my neighbor across the hall that Hu Qing had an abortion and removed Wang Cheng's child.
Given Wang Cheng's temper, he will definitely retaliate against her; she is no match for him.
Thinking of this, Wang Peng suddenly began to worry about Hu Qing.
"Honey, call Hu Qing," Li Mingzhu said softly.
Wang Peng took out his phone and dialed Hu Qing's number three times in a row, but the call didn't go through.
Just then, his phone rang. He answered it and held it to his ear, saying, "Hello, this is Wang Peng."
“I’m your uncle,” Li Keyong said excitedly. “Xiao Peng, Zhang Jinzhu has been arrested in Xinjiang. He has confessed that he was the one who set the fire.”
"Oh? That's good news." Wang Peng was overjoyed. "Uncle, good things keep happening today."
“That’s right.” Li Keyong laughed on the phone. “Zhang Jinzhu is hiding in the cotton field picking cotton, at the border between Xinjiang and Russia.”
"Old Feng has already set off with the task force and will arrive in Xinjiang the day after tomorrow. In three days at most, he will be able to bring Zhang Jinzhu back to the provincial capital."
“Xiao Peng, there must be a mastermind behind him. Every single one of them will be caught.”
After saying all that in one breath, Li Keyong laughed again on the phone; he was genuinely happy.
The provincial and municipal authorities attached great importance to the "Brothers Supermarket arson case," and the provincial department directly dispatched criminal investigation experts to assist the municipal bureau in solving the case.
After mobilizing numerous police officers and spending more than half a month, the suspect was finally apprehended.
Wang Peng said, "Uncle, do you have time this afternoon? Would you like to come to my house for lunch?"
Li Keyong said, "I'll take Miaomiao with me. Miaomiao and I have already discussed it. We'll get married once your brother's supermarket reopens."
"Oh?" Wang Peng handed the phone to Li Mingzhu. "Wife, your uncle is going to marry Miaomiao."
"Really?" Li Mingzhu answered the phone. "Uncle, you finally chose to date a younger woman, haha."
The uncle and nephew started arguing, with Li Mingzhu constantly accusing him of being an old cow eating young grass, which angered Li Keyong to the point of losing his temper.
Wang Peng smiled as he looked at the top of the banyan tree. Suddenly, he really wanted to see Zhang Jinzhu and ask him in person why he burned down the Brothers Supermarket.
After joking around for a while, Li Mingzhu hung up the phone.
"Honey, let's hurry home and tell Du Lei and Shi Shi the good news."
Half an hour later, Wang Peng drove back to Wenxin Community and saw the court's car and Wang Cheng's car parked downstairs.
"Hmph." Li Mingzhu sneered, "Husband, how many years have Wang Song and Li Guifen been married?"
Wang Peng thought carefully, "At least thirty years. I am twenty-four years old today, and I have two older brothers who died young."
Li Mingzhu looked disdainful. "So, for less than 150,000 yuan in compensation, she was actually willing to give up 30 years of marriage?"
Wang Peng said, "Li Guifen is a money-grubbing person. Don't even mention tens of thousands of yuan, if you give her 20,000 yuan to divorce Lao Wang, she will do it without hesitation."
“She’s brainless too. Even if she gets a share of the tens of thousands, she’ll still be swindled by Wang Cheng,” Wang Peng added.
“Never mind them,” Li Mingzhu said. “Honey, let’s not concern ourselves with their family matters. Let’s go home.”
The two held hands and went upstairs. They took out their keys to open the door and found that the living room was full of people.
There were people from the court, including Li Guifen, Wang Cheng, and Wang Zhen, as well as Li Kefan and Duan Cuilu.
Apart from the three court mediators, everyone else was red-faced and visibly angry.
When Wang Song saw his son return, he said urgently, "Xiao Peng, get Li Guifen out of here."
"Dad, don't be angry." Wang Peng greeted the court officials first, "Hello, three judges."
The three mediators stood up, and the middle-aged man in the lead shook hands with Wang Peng. "Boss Wang, you've come back just in time. The old couple are going through a divorce."
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