High Society [Part I]

62 Softhearted

After returning from the detention center, Sheng Huaixuan has been thinking about the sentence and story that Shen Dongzhi said.

When she said she was a caddy, was she trying to say she was innocent?

Of course not, the caddy is also a member of the scam ring.

She wants to say that she is not the mastermind?

But she was not the mastermind, Han Cheng was.

"Master, Han Cheng is here."

Han Cheng? Sheng Huaixuan turned around, and his eyes darkened.

Twenty minutes later, in a small room of the Sheng family, Sheng Huaixuan opened the door and came in. Han Cheng and Tang Weijun sat on one side of a rectangular table, and several bodyguards of the Sheng family stood behind them.

Sheng Huaixuan sat opposite them, and the three of them looked at each other. Han Cheng took out a transparent plastic bag and pushed it to Sheng Huaixuan. He pulled out a gun and aimed it at the two men's heads.

The black barrel of the gun was icy and cold, and Han Cheng tapped lightly with his hand on the table, his voice was quite calm.

"Mr. Sheng should think twice. If I haven't returned before 12 o'clock in the evening, the original will be sent to the place where it should be delivered immediately."

Sheng Huaixuan's eyes darkened, he picked up his phone and walked out: "Look at them."

Three minutes Afterwards, Zhao Tingjie received a call from Sheng Huaixuan.

At that time, he was trying his best to restrain his anger at Xie Fei's attack. The secretary and Sheng Huaixuan came in at the same time, and he chose to answer the secretary first.

"Director Zhao, I found out that Xie Fei's father is the municipal committee member."

The son of the municipal committee member, right? Zhao Tingjie smiled.

Then Zhao Tingjie punched Xie Fei in the next second.

Xie Fei was knocked down to the ground, Zhao Tingjie straightened his neckline, his chest heaved continuously.

"Tell your father, my name is Zhao Tingjie."

Kicking away the wreckage of smashed furniture around, Zhao Tingjie went to the balcony and closed the glass door, then answered Sheng Huaixuan's phone call.

"Huaixuan, what's the matter?"

Sheng Huaixuan briefly explained the matter, and Zhao Tingjie quickly remembered what happened. A provincial governor asked them to launder the money, and now the money has become an overseas villa abroad. After thinking for a while, Zhao Tingjie said

"How deep is their evidence?"

If you don't want to, do it now, and I will find out where he sent the news as soon as possible, and then stop it."

Zhao Tingjie paused for a moment, thinking of Shen Dongzhi's face.

"Huaixuan, she's just a woman, you... Forget it, you can figure it out."

After a moment of silence, Sheng Huaixuan hung up the phone.

With his hands in his pockets, his eyes fell outside the French windows, his breathing was steady, but his heart felt as if it was overwhelmed.

What exactly did she want to tell him? What do you want to express?

"Huaixuan, I'm that caddy."

"Huaixuan, she's just a woman."

A bird flew by in the rainstorm outside the window, startling a large branch, Sheng Huaixuan suddenly felt that he had figured it out.

She said she was a caddy when she knew she was not the mastermind, and she wanted to tell him two things.

One, she is not the mastermind, neither is Han Cheng, the real mastermind is someone else.

Second, the caddy was not the mastermind, but her throat was cut to death. She...is not guilty of that.

What's more frightening is that he is the one with the knife.

The crime didn't stop there, these four words immediately grabbed Sheng Huaixuan's heart.

"Master, the master is here, you go and have a look."

The voice of the captain of the bodyguard pulled Sheng Huaixuan back, and Sheng Huaixuan hurried to the room just now, opened the door and saw that the atmosphere inside could be described as tense.

Sheng Yuwen was sitting in a wheelchair, and Sun Pingan was standing beside him. Two or three meters in front of him, Han Cheng and Tang Weijun were pushed to kneel on the ground, with guns on their heads.

"Uncle Sun, what's the matter?"

Sun Ping'an walked up to Sheng Huaixuan and said in a low voice, "Master knows about this matter, and said that it should be settled now.

" Our trick, I think we should first—"

Before he finished speaking, Sheng Yuwen raised his eyes suddenly, as if he had seen through the small thoughts in Sheng Huaixuan's heart.

Father and son looked at each other silently, Sheng Huaixuan pushed Sheng Yuwen back.

"Dad, let's go back first."

Ten minutes later, Sheng Huaixuan came back.

He looked at the two kneeling on the ground, and his eyes lingered on Han Cheng for a long time.

"I've accepted the things. I'll pick them up tomorrow. It's not too late at 2 p.m.."

Han Cheng and Tang Weijun were stunned when he said this. Did he agree? It's that simple?

Sheng Huaixuan repeated again: "2 o'clock in the afternoon, remember."

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Letting the two go, Sheng Huaixuan went to Sheng Yuwen's ward. Sheng Yuwen was already very old, and his hand on the armrest of the wheelchair trembled from time to time.

"Dad, it's my son who is unfilial."

Sheng Yuwen was silent. When Shen Dongzhi exposed Tan Zongming's scam that day, he could see the difference between Sheng Huaixuan and Shen Dongzhi.

"She... is... plotting against you..."

Sheng Huaixuan knew that he was not stupid, so he naturally understood that she was plotting against him, his temper, and his feelings for her.

Killing Han Cheng and Tang Weijun to intercept the news and putting her in prison is the best way for the Sheng family.

It's just...

"Dad...you believe in your son, give me two years, and I will definitely change Huai Sen back to the original."

Sheng Yuwen sighed, he was dead, and the only lush tree in the Sheng family was Sheng Huai Xuan.

He typed on the screen: "Take me to see your mother."

Sheng Huaixuan's heart softened, and he knew that Sheng Yuwen agreed.

"Okay, Mom must miss you too."