Chapter 328 Arrogance
She looked up at Fang Wanyu, her voice trembling slightly, as if suppressing a huge emotional upheaval.
Fang Wanyu's eyes lit up instantly, a hint of barely concealed excitement and ecstasy flashing in them.
But the next moment, she suddenly realized—why did Qiao Wanyin's attitude suddenly change so drastically?
This woman has always been strong and stubborn, how could she give in so easily?
“Wait a minute,” she suddenly raised her hand, her tone turning cold, “Why have you suddenly changed your personality? You weren’t like this before.”
Qiao Wanyin was prepared. Her expression froze, and her eyes reddened instantly, as if the sadness had come without warning.
She sniffed softly, her voice choked with emotion: "Because I love him... If leaving him allows him to live peacefully, I... I'm willing to let go."
As she spoke, her voice grew softer and softer, as if her heart was being torn apart.
Before she could finish speaking, she lowered her head, raised her hand to wipe her face, and made an exaggerated and theatrical gesture.
Even though her eyes were dry and there wasn't a single tear, she pretended to be crying her heart out.
His shoulders trembled slightly, and his fingertips quivered slightly; his performance was so realistic that it was truly moving.
Fang Wanyu's expression finally relaxed slightly, and her tense nerves gradually eased.
Her tone softened involuntarily, carrying an almost condescending gentleness:
"I understand. Really, I understand how you feel."
"Don't worry, I will take good care of Brother Li An and won't let him suffer any more grievances."
Qiao Wanyin had her back to her, her hands hanging at her sides, but her fingertips were quietly clenched.
From an angle that Fang Wanyu couldn't see, the corners of her mouth curled up coldly, the arc icy and mocking.
But when she spoke again, her voice was still as soft as water, carrying a hint of gratitude and reluctance:
"Thank you, Wanyu... really, thank you for being willing to protect him for me."
"However... this needs to be done slowly."
She slowly turned around, her tone gentle yet leaving no room for argument, "You know Li An's temper; he always means what he says, and he's especially stubborn when it comes to relationships."
“If I suddenly bring up divorce, he will definitely become suspicious. If he investigates, things will only get worse.”
"Then what do you suggest we do?"
Fang Wanyu blurted it out almost out of the mouth, her tone urgent, her eyes gleaming with a burning light.
Her heart raced, and her palms sweated slightly—this opportunity was truly once in a lifetime.
Once the evidence in Zheng Mingyuan's hands is handed over, Fu Li'an will have no chance of turning the tables.
And she, as long as she seizes this moment, can completely pull him into her world.
Fu Li'an must be hers.
From this day forward, this name and this person can only belong to her, Fang Wanyu.
As long as I capture him, and then gradually wrest that mysterious space back from Qiao Wanyin, I can completely crush her under my feet—
Her life will be completely turned around!
The humiliation, humiliation, and dependence on others of the past will be gone forever!
Qiao Wanyin slowly turned around, her eyes wet and as if filled with tears, looking pitiful.
She gently bit her lower lip, her voice trembling slightly: "Give me one day. Tomorrow... I'll give you a definite answer before dark tomorrow."
Fang Wanyu bit her lip, her eyes flickering as she fiercely weighed the pros and cons in her mind.
Will waiting another day lead to unforeseen complications?
However, if we push too hard now, it might provoke a counterattack from Qiao Wanyin.
One second, two seconds... time seemed to freeze.
In the end, the desire to win overwhelmed everything else.
She took a deep breath and nodded emphatically: "Okay, just one day!"
She quickly pulled a neatly folded piece of paper from her pocket and stuffed it into Qiao Wanyin's hand without hesitation.
"This is the route and schedule for tomorrow's escort. There are three transfer points, and the whole journey will take four hours."
“If you really want to help Brother Li An, then don’t let him do anything foolish. Don’t let him touch things he shouldn’t.”
Qiao Wanyin took the note, her fingertips trembling slightly, while her palms were already damp with a fine layer of sweat.
She gripped the thin piece of paper tightly, her heart pounding wildly—this was exactly what she needed!
This is not just a route, but a passport to the truth, a crucial step for her to turn the tables!
But her face still showed hesitation and struggle, and she asked timidly, "Is...is this okay? Isn't it...too risky for us to do this?"
"What's wrong with that?"
Fang Wanyu scoffed, her eyes filled with disdain. "The case has been settled, the chain of evidence is complete, you can't turn things around."
"It would be better to accept our fate sooner rather than later and pave a way for Brother Li An to make a living."
She was about to continue persuading him, but before she could finish speaking—
Qiao Wanyin suddenly moved.
She suddenly grabbed Fang Wanyu's wrist with such force that she almost crushed her bones.
"ah!"
Caught off guard, Fang Wanyu screamed in pain, her face turning pale instantly.
"Qiao Wanyin! What...what are you doing?!"
She struggled desperately, trying to pull her hand back, but Qiao Wanyin's fingers were like iron clamps, not moving an inch.
The gentleness, grievance, and fragility on Qiao Wanyin's face vanished in an instant.
Her eyes were as cold as a frozen lake, radiating a chilling light that pierced the heart.
Her voice was low and slow, yet every word was like a knife: "Fang Wanyu, do you really think I would hand over my husband and the father of my child to you?"
"You...you lied to me?"
Fang Wanyu's face turned deathly pale instantly, as if the cold winter wind had drained all the color from her body. Her lips trembled slightly, and her eyes were filled with astonishment and disbelief.
"So what if I lied to you?"
Qiao Wanyin slowly curled the corners of her mouth into a cold and sarcastic arc, her eyes sharp as knives. "I heard every word you just said clearly. Especially that sentence—'Your dad can get Zheng Mingyuan to give you face.' That sentence is really interesting."
She finally released her grip on the other woman's wrist, the movement so slow and gentle it seemed like a gesture of pity. Then, she casually patted Fang Wanyu's cheek, the force of the pat being extremely light, like brushing off a speck of dust from a garment, yet carrying a suffocating humiliation: "Thanks, I've got the route figured out. Now, get out of my house."
Fang Wanyu staggered back a step from the slap, her heel hitting the threshold and almost falling.
Her eyes widened, burning with a mixture of anger and shame, her voice trembling with emotion: "Qiao Wanyin! You...you'll regret this sooner or later! I'm going to find Uncle Zheng right now, and none of you will get away with this—don't even think about letting this go!"
"Go ahead."
Qiao Wanyin remained standing, calmly and leisurely adjusting her cuffs, her movements as elegant as if she were attending a tea party. "But let me remind you—colluding with officials and framing revolutionary comrades is a serious political crime. Tell me, do you think your father can handle it?"
Fang Wanyu's body jolted violently, as if struck by lightning. Her face turned from pale to white, then from white to purple. Her lips trembled violently, but she could no longer utter a single word.
Fear surged into her heart like a tide, drowning out all her confidence and arrogance.
Qiao Wanyin took a few steps forward, reached out and opened the door, her movements swift and decisive.
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