“You, you guys…”
Yang Qinglin stared at the confession with a deathly pale face, his eyes wide open, his face full of disbelief.
Once the confession was released, it meant that his good days were over.
Simply put, as long as this confession is sent to the police station, even if the king comes, he will have to go in and stay there obediently.
"No! You are forcing me to confess!"
Yang Qinglin tried his best to break free from the restraints on his body. He wanted to go forward and tear up the confession letter in Gu Jin's hand. He didn't want to go to jail!
He worked so hard to become the factory director, but he hasn't enjoyed it enough!
"Don't waste your energy." Gu Jin lazily kicked him, shook his head and said, "You are not wrong to say that you were tortured into confessing, but what is written in this confession is also true. What's more, there are your fingerprints on it. You will definitely stay in jail!"
"Hahaha! Do you think everyone in the police station is a fool?" Yang Qinglin suddenly laughed.
Gu Jin raised an eyebrow.
Yang Qinglin spat out a mouthful of blood, his expression instead showing a hint of pride: "My body is covered with wounds, and anyone with a discerning eye knows what I've been through. As long as I refuse to admit it and insist that you forced me to press the fingerprints, what can you do to me? What's more, I have my people in the station!"
Yes.
When Ye Yun heard this, she looked up at Qin Zheng.
Her intuition told her that Qin Zheng would not fight an unprepared battle. Perhaps he had anticipated this, right?
Qin Zheng smiled.
"Wife, you really understand me." The man's eyes were filled with tenderness and he patted her back soothingly.
The next second he said to the darkness: "Come out."
Under the flickering candlelight blown by the wind, a graceful figure slowly walked out from the corner, and a faint scent of perfume also came with the night wind.
The familiar smell made Ye Yun stunned.
The person who came turned out to be Liu Wan.
Liu Wan smiled at Qin Zheng and Ye Yun and said hello, "Good evening, Miss Ye. Today is a good day."
“…”
Ye Yun looked the woman up and down, and seeing that she was smiling and seemed to be in a good mood, she nodded appreciatively, "Good evening, I wish you a good mood tonight."
Liu Wan smiled brightly.
Then, she turned her head and glanced at Yang Qinglin, who was kneeling on the ground in a mess, and her expression instantly returned to its usual coldness.
There was even a hint of resentment in his eyes.
"Liu Wan, you..."
Yang Qinglin was stunned, obviously not knowing why Liu Wan appeared here.
Seeing Liu Wan greeting Qin Zheng and Ye Yun so familiarly, his eyes suddenly widened and he looked at Ye Yun and the others in shock.
Liu Wan smiled faintly, "Director, I wonder what will happen if I am included?"
"W-what?"
Yang Qinglin seemed not to understand the meaning of her words and stared at her blankly.
Liu Wan squatted down and looked at Yang Qinglin at eye level. She curled her lips and smiled, but her eyes were as cold as ice: "I say, with the testimony of me, the factory director's secretary, can I send you in with one shot?"
Yang Qinglin's pupils suddenly shrank, and a wave of disbelief rose in his eyes.
"Liu Wan! How dare you!"
If he still doesn't understand what's going on at this point, he would be a fool.
Yang Qinglin's eyes were red, and he stared at Liu Wan with bloodshot eyes, "How dare you betray me! I have been very kind to you! Just wait for me, I will not let you go when I get out!"
"Not thin?"
Liu Wan laughed coldly as if she had heard a huge joke.
"If you hit me at every turn and force me to drink and sleep with customers for the sake of profit, that's not mean?"
"Yang Qinglin, you single-handedly led Qingshan Garment Factory to defeat its competitors and prosper. I was attracted by your talent, so I became his secretary. You knew that I admired you, but you repeatedly asked me to sell my body to gain benefits for you, and used my feelings to control me without any scruples. I must have been blind to fall for you!"
Yang Qinglin was dumbfounded.
Liu Wan stared at him, then spoke again in a light tone with a hint of sarcasm: "But I am really a joke. If it weren't for Ye Yun and Chen Zhenxing, I still wouldn't know that those designs that helped Qingshan Garment Factory turn around were actually stolen by you. You are really disgusting!"
nausea?!
Yang Qinglin's eyes widened. He never thought that one day someone would use this word to describe him.
The look in Liu Wan's eyes when she looked at him was strange, cold, and even contained a hint of disgust and contempt, which immediately hurt his eyes.
This look seemed to nail him to the pillar of shame, as if stripping him of all his clothes. His eyes turned red with anger and he screamed, "Liu Wan! You will regret doing this to me!"
Tsk.
Liu Wan stared at Yang Qinglin in disappointment, and was silent for two seconds. In the end, she said nothing, shook her head, stood up, and without another lingering glance, she walked decisively to Ye Yun's side.
This time, she looked down at Yang Qinglin on the ground as if she was looking at a stranger.
Ye Yun was stunned.
It turns out that there is such a secret behind Liu Wan's staying with Yang Qinglin. No wonder.
Before, she wondered why Liu Wan became Yang Qinglin's minion. Liu Wan didn't look like a bad person. It turned out that the little girl was deceived.
"Wife, is there anything else you want to do?"
Qin Zheng’s words rang in his ears.
Ye Yun glanced at Yang Qinglin, who was kneeling on the ground in a daze and a mess, and shook her head.
Once Yang Qinglin goes in, everything will be solved.
The textile factory will also purchase goods for them, Chen Zhenxing will no longer have to worry about it, the garment factory will be able to make a smooth comeback, and all the troubles that Yang Qinglin has brought her will be solved with his imprisonment.
"Okay, I'll have someone take him to the police station."
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