In a public phone booth in the provincial capital, Zhuang Hua stood frozen in place.
Wang Peng's words, "Zhao Laixi will die before Wang Cheng," haunted him for a long time and frightened him even more.
"Brother Peng, I'll listen to you." Zhuang Hua stepped out of the phone booth, hailed a taxi, and left the provincial capital.
That evening, Wang Peng returned home and poured himself a glass of red wine.
The bathroom door opened, and Hu Mingyue came out in her pajamas: "Big brother, when did you get back?"
"Just got back, have you eaten?" Wang Peng sat on the sofa and turned on the TV.
Hu Mingyue went back to her bedroom, changed into a more conservative set of pajamas, sat down next to Wang Peng, and poured herself a glass of wine.
A martial arts drama was playing on TV, but Wang Peng wasn't in the mood to watch it; his mind was filled with thoughts of Li Mengjiao.
He said, "At 5:30 pm the day after tomorrow, you come with me to the international airport to welcome Mengjiao's inspection team."
Hu Mingyue nodded, and was about to speak when her phone rang in the bedroom. She went back to the bedroom to answer the call.
A few minutes later, she rushed out again: "Brother, Zhao Laixi was in a car accident just now and died on the spot."
"What?" Wang Peng was stunned for a moment, then immediately frowned.
Hu Mingyue said, "My people sent word that Zhao Laixi went out to buy cigarettes and was hit and killed by a taxi. The taxi driver has been detained."
"We received word from the hospital that Zhao Laixi died on the spot, and his body is lying in the morgue," Hu Mingyue added.
Wang Peng felt a chill run down his spine and immediately realized that this might be a murder, and the mastermind was probably Wang Cheng.
He knew Wang Cheng too well. The fact that Wang Cheng dared to seduce Zhao Laixi's wife meant that he was already prepared to deal with Zhao Laixi.
"Mingyue, contact the police station again and see what they have to say," Wang Peng said.
Hu Mingyue was taken aback and asked softly, "Brother, do you think this is murder?"
Wang Peng nodded: "This is just my opinion, but... you should be careful in the future. Wang Cheng is actually a mad dog."
"Okay, I'll be more careful, and you be careful too." Hu Mingyue leaned closer to Wang Peng and rested her head on his shoulder.
Wang Peng instinctively wanted to push her away, but after hesitating for two seconds, he said softly, "Are you sleepy?"
Hu Mingyue shook her head: "Brother, if only I had met you sooner."
"Oh dear, you're overthinking things again." Wang Peng chuckled. "I met Mengjiao and Mingzhu in our first year of high school. How could you say you met them earlier?"
"Back then I was a poor boy. Honestly, would you like a poor boy?" Wang Peng asked.
"Yes! I don't care about a man's wealth. As long as we get along well, I will like him," Hu Mingyue said without hesitation.
"So we're kindred spirits? Haha..." Wang Peng couldn't help but laugh out loud, picking up a wine glass from the table.
Hu Mingyue also picked up her wine glass, and the two clinked their glasses together before starting to drink.
The two drank and chatted, gradually opening up the conversation and drinking more and more. By eleven o'clock at night, Hu Mingyue was drunk and passed out in Wang Peng's arms.
Wang Peng carried her into the bedroom and placed her on the bed. Looking at her flushed face, he couldn't help but gently shake his head.
How could he not know what she was thinking? But he already had two women; he really couldn't afford to get involved with a third.
Moreover, he has always treated Hu Mingyue as a younger sister.
Wang Peng sighed softly, covered her with the blanket, and said gently, "Silly girl, don't be silly, it's impossible for us."
He reached out and touched her hair, then turned off the light and went back to his room.
Lying in bed, he tossed and turned, unable to sleep: "Zhao Laixi's death must have been murdered by Wang Cheng."
He thought of Huang Ran, the former president of Brilliant Supermarket, and his former rival.
Huang Ran was drunk and stuck his head out of the car window to vomit. His head was caught in a car driving alongside him. The driver at the time was Wang Cheng.
The case was ruled an accident after police investigation. But Wang Peng felt that Wang Cheng had murdered him.
"The perfect crime? Wang Cheng could commit the perfect crime?" Wang Peng's heart sank. Now it seemed that sending his wife and children abroad was the right thing to do.
The next morning, Wang Peng was awakened by the ringing of the phone. It was Director Hu Yong from the District Committee calling.
Hu Yong said on the phone that he would also be picking up Li Mingzhu at the airport at 5:30 this afternoon.
There was a knock on the door twice, and Hu Mingyue pushed it open, bringing in a cup of tea: "Brother, I've received the latest news."
Wang Peng put down his phone and sat up in bed: "What kind of news?"
Hu Mingyue replied, "Last night, the taxi carrying passengers passed by Zhao Laixi's residential area and hit and killed Zhao Laixi, who was out buying cigarettes."
"After investigation, the police initially believe that it was probably just a regular car accident, and the deceased happened to be Zhao Laixi," Hu Mingyue added.
Upon hearing this, Wang Peng's heart sank.
But it was all too coincidental. He still felt it was a murder, and that Wang Cheng had turned the murder into an accident.
Hu Mingyue sat on the edge of the bed and said softly, "Brother, don't overthink it. Whether it's murder or an accident, it has nothing to do with us."
"You're right, but it's always better to be safe than sorry." Wang Peng got up and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face.
After finishing breakfast, the two returned to Brothers Supermarket Store No. 5 together. On the way, Wang Peng received a call from Du Lei.
Du Lei reported Zhao Laixi's death over the phone, then asked, "Brother Peng, was that an accident?"
Wang Peng paused for a moment, then asked, "Brother Lei, what do you think?"
Du Lei said, "I feel like something's not right, but I can't quite put my finger on it. By the way, should we go and mourn?"
"I'm not going." Wang Peng shook his head. "Brother Lei, come to store number five."
The two chatted for a few more minutes before Wang Peng hung up at the store. As the car arrived at store number five, he had just opened the door when he received another call from Wang Cheng.
Wang Cheng said, "Brother, our chairman Zhao Laixi was in a car accident last night and unfortunately died. I have arranged for someone to send you an invitation to attend the memorial service in three days."
Wang Peng was silent for a few seconds, then gave a cold laugh: "Wang Cheng, sometimes I really admire you. You're incredibly audacious, you dare to do anything."
“Brother, you’re even bolder than me,” Wang Cheng said. “Lucy and I were caught on camera on a date in Scotland, and the photos ended up in Zhao Laixi’s safe. That was your doing, wasn’t it?”
Wang Peng said calmly, "So what if it is? So what if it isn't?"
Wang Cheng said, "Brother, after I finish arranging Zhao Laixi's funeral, I will marry Lucy. Zhao Laixi's property will be inherited by Lucy, and at that time, I will be the chairman of Brilliant."
Wang Peng walked into the supermarket with his phone in hand, not at all surprised; Wang Cheng had indeed built his fortune on women.
"Brother, when the time comes, let's have a good arm wrestling match, shall we?" Wang Cheng sneered.
"You might not be qualified, haha." Wang Peng hung up the phone directly.
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