Chapter 118 Fear
People die for money and birds die for food.
All the shares of Yuhua Group, 90% of the assets under the names of Huang Zhongliang and Mo Yuhua, what a huge fortune! Since Huang Zhongliang is willing to divorce and is willing to make concessions on property distribution, why does Mo Yuhua not agree to divorce?
Xia Mufan looked at Huang Zhongliang, obviously not believing what he said.
Huang Zhongliang also knew that what he said sounded a bit fake. After all, he is the president of a large group company, and his legal team is full of talented people. Why should he give up the property that the couple has worked hard for?
Huang Zhongliang explained hurriedly: "What I said is true. Mo Yuhua is a woman with a strong desire for control. I feel suffocated living with her. If I can divorce her and have nothing to do with her from now on, I can definitely give up the property. Just give me some start-up capital. I have been doing business for so long, I still have connections, and I can make money by starting over."
Money is dead, people are alive. Huang Zhongliang started from scratch and has extensive experience in business warfare. Leaving Mo Yuhua and starting over may be a little difficult at first, but he will definitely have no problem supporting himself.
Xia Mufan asked, "Because Mo Yuhua refused to divorce, you kept a lover and gave birth to a son behind her back?"
Huang Zhongliang looked very conflicted: "I don't dare to divorce you, but I must give birth to a son. So... I can only do it on her back."
Xia Mufan asked: "So, where is your son?"
He secretly kept a lover and had a son behind his wife's back, but what was the result?
As soon as these words were spoken, Huang Zhongliang's expression changed suddenly.
He lowered his head and stared at the beige marble of the hotel in a daze. Yes, hasn't he been struggling for more than a year just to get Bai Jiaying to give him a son? But what happens after giving birth? He didn't dare to take it home, and didn't dare to write Ruirui's name into the family tree.
Until now, my considerate lover has been murdered and Ruirui's life or death is unknown. Why am I doing all this trouble?
Xia Mufan asked again: "Tell me, where did you take Ruirui?"
It was only at this time that Huang Zhongliang realized that he was the most likely suspect in Bai Jiaying's murder.
He suddenly looked up and looked at Xia Mufan, his eyes full of panic: "I don't know! I don't know where Ruirui is."
Of course Xia Mufan knew where Ruirui was, so her current goal was to make Huang Zhongliang nervous. Only by making him nervous will he tell the truth.
Xia Mufan deliberately kept a straight face and said seriously, "On the day Bai Jiaying was murdered, you checked into the Furong Hotel in Hui City and called her, right?"
Huang Zhongliang had no idea how much information the police actually knew. His heart was in his throat and he tried hard to defend himself.
"Yes, I did go to Hui City that day. I had agreed with Jiaying to go see her in the evening. But just as I settled down in the hotel, I received a call from Mo Yuhua, saying that she already knew that I had a lover outside and asked me to go back and apologize. I was scared to death that she would be scared to death, so I hurriedly called a taxi to Xing City. Halfway through the journey, I was worried, so I turned back to Xingfuli Community. I wrote down the license plate of the taxi, you can go and check it. Really, it was almost twelve o'clock when I arrived at Xingfuli, and I didn't have time to commit the crime."
At this point, Huang Zhongliang shuddered.
"I arrived late and a cordon had been set up downstairs. I heard someone say there was a murder on the second floor. A woman was killed and a child was robbed. I was terrified at the time."
Xia Mufan interrupted him and stared into his eyes with a cold light in his eyes: "Were you downstairs that night?"
Huang Zhongliang avoided Xia Mufan's gaze with a guilty conscience: "Yes, when I got downstairs, the police had all left. I heard that you were looking for Bai Jiaying's man, and I was afraid that you would arrest me as a criminal, so I... ran away."
Bai Jiaying was murdered, and her lover didn't even have the courage to show up.
Xia Mushige really felt sorry for this girl.
"Since you knew you didn't have time to commit the crime, why didn't you provide clues to the police, avenge your lover, and try to find your son as soon as possible?" Xia Mufan's voice was full of sarcasm, "Didn't you say you would be ashamed to face your ancestors if you didn't have a son? Why don't you care about your son now?"
Huang Zhongliang lowered his head again, his face full of shame.
His son was important, but his own reputation and life were more important, so he ran away.
After a while, he asked cautiously: "Um, do you know where Ruirui is?"
Xia Mufan glanced at him: "Do you think he is still alive?"
Huang Zhongliang's mind exploded when he heard this. He stood up suddenly and his voice became high-pitched: "Is Ruirui dead? My son is dead?"
Now that the police have discovered his relationship with Jiaying, his biggest concern becomes whether his son is alive.
Before Xia Mufan could answer his question, Huang Zhongliang became agitated and started spinning around on the edge of the bed, pulling his sparse hair. As he turned, he kept talking.
"My son! He is my son, Huang Zhongliang!"
"Why do I work so hard to make money? Isn't it all for the sake of bringing honor to our family? If I didn't have a son, I wouldn't even be able to enter the Huang Family Ancestral Hall."
"I have no roots anymore. I will have no descendants..."
Xia Mufan watched coldly, quietly watching Huang Zhongliang talking to himself there.
When the fire was almost ready, Xia Mufan finally spoke: "Maybe, he is still alive."
Huang Zhongliang felt that his heart was being swung back and forth by Xia Mufan, and he was a little breathless. However, the news that his son might still be alive was good news for him. He stopped and looked at Xia Mufan intently: "Alive? Where? Where is my son?"
Since he cares about his son, use this as a breakthrough.
Xia Mufan said: "Whoever killed Bai Jiaying will have Ruirui in his hands. I hope you can cooperate with the police and solve the case as soon as possible."
Huang Zhongliang did not nod immediately, but asked back: "Comrade police, what did you mean by the butcher knife you mentioned just now?"
Xia Mufan stared at him, countless questions flashing through his mind.
It seems that Huang Zhongliang is suspicious of the Mo family. Did he ever question Mo Yuhua? Did he know that Mo Yuhua had killed his other son?
Seeing that Xia Mufan didn't say anything, Huang Zhonghua's breathing became heavier.
What do the police know? Did they find out that the people who killed Bai Jiaying were the Mo brothers? Otherwise, why did the policewoman mention the three words "butcher knife"?
Both parties in the confrontation were thinking. Silence enveloped the entire hotel, and only the buzzing sound of the central air conditioner could be heard.
Huang Zhongliang’s psychological quality was poor, and he couldn’t stand the silence: “They did it, didn’t they?”
Xia Mushige decided to practice Tai Chi first: "What do you think?"
Huang Zhongliang was choked by her words and felt his blood pressure was a little high. He took out a medicine bottle from his bag, poured out a pill and swallowed it, and then he felt a little better.
After calming down, Huang Zhongliang sat back on the edge of the bed and looked into Xia Mufan's eyes. He said in a much more sincere manner, "Police comrade, I have been under a lot of pressure recently. I can't eat or sleep well. I really want to find my son. I will do my best to cooperate with you."
Xia Mufan suddenly dropped a bombshell: "Mr. Huang, you actually had a son before, right?"
Huang Zhongliang's face suddenly turned pale.
Xia Mufan pressed on: "The reason why you are afraid that Mo Yuhua knows that you have a woman outside is not just because she is controlling, right? The three brothers behind her are the source of your fear, right?"
Forced to face what he had always avoided, Huang Zhongliang's hands and feet were cold and his mind was blank.
Every word spoken by Xia Mufan in front of him seemed very light, but when put together they seemed to be extremely heavy, weighing him down to the point where he couldn't breathe.
He moved his lips for a long time before finally finding his voice: "You all know everything?"
Xia Mufan took out a report and placed it on the bed to Huang Zhongliang's right.
Huang Zhongliang stretched out his right hand tremblingly and slowly picked up the report.
"Among the loci tested, the allele consistency between Huang Zhongliang and Huang Jiabao was high, which is consistent with the biological father-son relationship."
"Among the loci tested, the allele consistency between Xie Qinghe and Huang Jiabao was high, which is consistent with the biological mother-son relationship."
"In summary, we confirm that Huang Zhongliang and Xie Qinghe are Huang Jiabao's biological parents, and there is a parent-child relationship between the three."
The conclusions in the report were like a sharp arrow piercing Huang Zhongliang's chest.
Xie Qinghe and Huang Jiabao.
These two names are the eternal pain in his heart.
Xie Qinghe was a simple girl who came to Guangzhou to work and met Huang Zhongliang, who tricked her into becoming pregnant.
Huang Zhongliang panicked when he learned that Xie Qinghe was pregnant. He had a family, his wife Mo Yuhua was very loving to him, and his daughter was smart and cute. At that time, he didn't think about divorce, he just thought about how to cover up the past. He gave Xie Qinghe a large sum of money and arranged for her to marry his distant cousin, just to let his son have the surname Huang.
Two years later, what he waited for was the news that Huang Yongkang's family of four had been murdered.
Until now, he could not forget Mo Yuhua's cold and ruthless eyes when he questioned her like a madman after the Huang Yongkang massacre.
Mo Yuhua was very thin but very strong. She pushed Huang Zhongliang to the ground, looked down at him, and said words that made him feel like he was falling into an ice cave.
"You said you would only love me for the rest of your life."
"You said that no matter whether we are poor or rich in the future, you will hold me in your hands and love me."
"You said that even if I can't have another life, you will always be with me."
"Please, remember your words!"
Huang Zhongliang was lying on the ground, the hard floor hurting his back.
When Huang Zhong thought of Xie Qinghe and Huang Jiabao lying in a pool of blood, his conscience seemed to be torn apart, and his whole body began to tremble as if he had the hiccups.
The woman in front of me has a hideous face, like a devil.
Huang Zhongliang screamed, "Do I have to do what I said? Can't I change? Can't I modify it?"
Mo Yuhua shook his head coldly: "Others can do it, but you can't! If you dare to have second thoughts again, I will let my eldest brother castrate you."
After so many years of marriage, we have had happy and joyful times.
When Huang Zhongliang first met Mo Yuhua, he was still a poor boy who was looked up to by no one. Mo Yuhua took a liking to him, took care of him, and pulled him out of poverty. His heart was filled with gratitude.
Even though everyone in the town said Mo Yuhua was ugly and had a bad temper, Huang Zhongliang felt that she was a fairy sent by God to save him.
However, as life got better and better, Huang Zhongliang's lustful heart began to stir.
Which man doesn’t have a dream of having a harem?
Why can't he!
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