She Lives without Regret in This Life

Capítulo 806: Chapter 843: True Colors

“You…” Father Shen raised his hand in anger.

“Go ahead, hit me! If you can, hit me!” Dong Shuhua raised her chin, tears streaming down her face. “I’m a mother; there’s no way I can watch my son be executed without trying to save him.”

“Nonsense! You’re not saving Yu’er; you’re harming him, don’t you know that? If it were me, I’d rather choose to die now than live under endless blame, disdain, and hatred. Yu’er is so proud; can he bear all that? He’d go insane even without the Meng Family intervening. And do you think Meng Xingzhi won’t act? Don’t you know what kind of demon lord his son is? He can do anything. Our Shen Family no longer has the capability to continue protecting Yu’er.”

Father Shen put his hand down, took three steps back, and sighed deeply, “Let’s separate from now on. I don’t want to see you anymore.”

After speaking, he hunched his back and trudged heavily out the door.

Dong Shuhua fell to the ground in a daze, the comb slipping from her hand. One moment she was feeling triumphant, the next everything went black, and she fainted.

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It’s been exactly two months since Xu Qigang lost contact, and Sheng Ning has been performing in the grassroots for a month and a half. The schedule at the General Union Dance Troupe is about to end, and Shen Feihu and the others are getting so anxious they’re starting to get angry.

The longer the delay, the more dangerous it becomes. Simply waiting isn’t a viable solution.

Everywhere he went, Shen Feihu was like a firecracker, ready to explode, and he had already broken countless ashtrays. Xiao Tao went to retrieve ashtrays, but the logistics department flatly refused.

They’ve taken too many; even the president doesn’t have such a big face.

“Just waiting around like this isn’t a solution either.” Shen Feihu paced back and forth in the office, so anxious as if a fire were burning his eyebrows. Despite the lingering chill of spring, he was already wearing only a short-sleeved uniform. He picked up the teacup on the table, wanting to drink some water, and upon finding it empty, he smashed it to the ground.

Xiao Tao listened outside, his left eye twitching. Fortunately, the teacup was enamel and wouldn’t break easily. Otherwise, they would have nothing left to drink from, as the logistics department would no longer supply them with any living necessities.

“Calm down.” Liang Ximing almost wore out his lips with talking, and whereas he used to be able to say a lot of reassuring words, now he himself didn’t feel confident. So he could only dryly tell Shen Feihu to calm down, though he couldn’t calm down himself either!

If something were to really happen to Xu Qigang, let alone Chairman Meng, even the provincial level wouldn’t be able to account for it. The key issue isn’t just accountability; the most worrying thing is that the Northern District has already lost one young chairman; they absolutely cannot afford to lose a Living Yama too.

“No, I have to go personally.”

“I’ll go with you.”

“You better not, you’ll just be a burden.” Shen Feihu said dismissively.

“Do you think I’m going to participate in the action?” Liang Ximing chuckled, “I’m going to stop you from participating; don’t you realize how old you are?”

“Am I old? None of these newcomers can compete with me.” Shen Feihu hated being called old.

“Hmm, they only hold back because they respect you as the president.”

As the two were arguing, someone knocked on the office door.

“Report! Vice Director of the Southern District Special Action Department Qin Yue reporting!”

Qin Yue’s here? Su Jiang already returned to the Southern District, didn’t he go back with him?

Shen Feihu and Liang Ximing exchanged glances, their spirits lifting at the thought of Qin Yue’s relationship with Xu Qigang.

“Come in!”

Qin Yue pushed the door open and entered, his posture upright and impressive.

Liang Ximing liked outstanding young people and nodded approvingly. He seemed to be an ambitious and exceptional young man. How did he end up with a nickname like ‘Little Hooligan’?

“I plan to go personally; are you here to go with me?” Shen Feihu got straight to the point, disliking any roundabout talk.

Qin Yue’s eyes lit up; his disguise wasn’t in vain. “Yes, Chairman, I request to go with you. Xu Qigang and I share a life-and-death bond. Now that he’s missing, I need to do my part.”

“Enough with the pretense; do you think disguising your true self isn’t still ‘Little Hooligan’?” Shen Feihu ruthlessly exposed him, “Qigang already told me. Do you think you can fool me about what kind of person ‘Little Hooligan’ is?”

Qin Yue cursed Xu Qigang in his heart; this traitor, always badmouthing him! He better not let An’an hear, or how would he ever get married?

“Chairman, what are we waiting for? Let’s go now! The longer we delay, the greater the danger for the Living Yama.”

“Alright.”

The two figures gradually walked away, leaving Liang Ximing stupefied, his jaw nearly dropping. So… he really was a little hooligan, proving that rumors aren’t always false.

Sometimes they are quite reliable.