Chen Mo’s eyes showed a hint of confusion.
“A secret? What secret?” Chen Mo asked.
Anything that could pique Long Zeliang’s interest must be extraordinary.
Zheng Qian shook his head, “I don’t know either. My father didn’t tell me.”
Chen Mo applied more pressure with his foot.
“Ah!”
Zheng Qian’s veins bulged, and he let out another scream, gasping for breath.
“I really don’t know. I asked my father, but he said if I knew about this matter, I might face death. So, I never dared to ask again. Everything I’m saying is true!”
Only then did Chen Mo lift his foot from Zheng Qian’s wrist.
He also knew that Zheng Qian in front of him would not dare to deceive him.
“I, I’ve told you everything now. Can you, can you let me go?” Zheng Qian asked.
“Let you go?” Chen Mo glanced at Zheng Qian.
“Do you think that’s possible?”
Zheng Qian said, “Chen Mo, my family is now protected by the Long family. If you dare to touch me, the Long family will definitely not let you off lightly!”
“Is that so? It seems you’re still unaware of what happened yesterday.” Chen Mo smiled indifferently.
“What happened yesterday?” Zheng Qian asked with a puzzled look.
Chen Mo said, “Just last night, at the sky restaurant, the person you rely on, the one you see as your backing, knelt before me and apologized.”
“You, what did you say!” Zheng Qian looked stunned.
Then he shook his head, “No, this is impossible. This absolutely cannot be true.”
That was Long Zeliang, the person in charge of the Long family in the three southern provinces. How could he kneel and apologize to Chen Mo?
Actually, Zheng Qian didn’t know.
After yesterday’s incident, Long Zeliang had already spread the word that anyone who dared to leak this matter would be his enemy.
Chen Mo and Qin Yuyan were not afraid of Long Zeliang.
But that didn’t mean others weren’t.
Everyone kept their mouths shut, burying everything that happened yesterday deep within them.
It was precisely because of this that Long Zeliang’s kneeling before Chen Mo yesterday had not been leaked.
“Whether you believe it or not, today, I will not spare you.” Chen Mo’s voice slowly echoed.
Chen Mo’s gaze fell upon Lin Wan’er, who was on the sofa, looking panicked. “Close your eyes.”
Lin Wan’er’s expression faltered, but she obediently closed her eyes.
Chen Mo’s gaze settled on Zheng Qian.
Zheng Qian was filled with dread. “You, what are you going to do?”
Chen Mo did not speak. He stepped forward and kicked Zheng Qian directly between his legs.
“Since your thoughts are still so filthy, then you shouldn’t be a man anymore.”
“Crack!”
A crisp sound.
“Ah!”
Immediately, Zheng Qian’s heart-wrenching screams filled the air.
Especially since Chen Mo had amplified his pain. At this moment, Zheng Qian felt his vision go black, and he fainted from the intense pain.
Chen Mo saw that Zheng Qian was foaming at the mouth and his body was convulsing uncontrollably.
Chen Mo did not take Zheng Qian’s life.
Instead, he condemned him to live in endless torment.
Chen Mo slowly walked to the sofa and reached out to pick up Lin Wan’er from it.
Feeling someone embrace her, Lin Wan’er nervously opened her beautiful eyes.
Upon seeing that it was Chen Mo, Lin Wan’er directly wrapped her arms around his neck and burst into tears.
She couldn’t imagine what the consequences would have been if she hadn’t called Chen Mo at that moment.
Chen Mo comforted her, “It’s alright now.”
Then, Chen Mo carried Lin Wan’er and left the villa.
Once they got into the car, Lin Wan’er’s emotions stabilized a little.
After the two of them drove out of the residential area, Lin Wan’er finally couldn’t help but say, “Chen Mo, can, can I ask you for a favor?”
“You say it,” Chen Mo replied with a nod.
Lin Wan’er said, “Chen Mo, can you save my father? I know he has reservations about you, and he has opposed you before, but I know that he did all of this for me.”
“If you can save my father, I, I will do whatever you say.”
Hearing Lin Wan’er’s words, Chen Mo was slightly taken aback.
Chen Mo smiled faintly and replied, “Even if you didn’t say it, I wouldn’t stand by and watch my future father-in-law be bullied.”
Lin Wan’er’s pretty face immediately flushed upon hearing Chen Mo’s words.
“Who, who is your future father-in-law? I, I haven’t agreed yet.” Lin Wan’er lowered her head, not daring to meet Chen Mo’s gaze.
Chen Mo feigned surprise, “Ah? So you haven’t agreed? Since he’s not my future father-in-law, should I still save him?”
Lin Wan’er panicked immediately, “I agree, is that not enough!”
Chen Mo chuckled, “I was just teasing you. Even if you didn’t agree, I would still save him.”
Hearing Chen Mo’s answer, Lin Wan’er
got up and kissed him directly on the cheek.
Chen Mo was taken aback by Lin Wan’er’s sudden action.
When Chen Mo looked at Lin Wan’er, she had already sat up straight and pointed to the traffic light ahead, “It’s time to go.”
Chen Mo then came back to his senses, started the car, and drove towards Longhua.
Meanwhile.
Inside the villa from earlier.
A man slowly walked in.
Looking at Zheng Qian, who was lying on the ground unconscious, the man walked over and kicked Zheng Qian’s shoulder with his foot.
After a moment, Zheng Qian slowly opened his eyes.
However, the intense pain made Zheng Qian gasp for breath.
Soon, Zheng Qian noticed a figure beside him.
Upon recognizing the person, Zheng Qian moaned in pain, “Quick, send me to the hospital.”
The man looked at Zheng Qian with a calm expression and did not call for an ambulance.
Instead, he said dismissively, “I really don’t know how your father could have given birth to a waste like you.”
Zheng Qian asked with some confusion, “Who, who are you?”
The man’s lips curved into an arc, and he did not answer. Instead, he retorted, “Do you want revenge?”
Zheng Qian nodded.
He dreamed of tearing Chen Mo to pieces.
Seeing Zheng Qian’s response, the man took out a pistol from his pocket and aimed it at Zheng Qian.
“You, what are you doing?” Zheng Qian’s eyes widened.
“What am I doing? Of course, I’m avenging you. If I don’t kill you, how will your father be forced to go all out?”
“Bang!”
As the words fell, the man directly pulled the trigger.
In his terror, Zheng Qian lost all his vitality.
The man took out a handkerchief, wiped away his fingerprints, and placed the gun in Zheng Qian’s hand, creating the illusion of suicide.
After doing all this, the man took out his phone and made a call.
“Boss, Young Master Zheng Qian is dead!”
In Longhua City, inside a club.
Two middle-aged men sat on the sofa in a quiet room.
Several bodyguards stood around them.
One of the middle-aged men hung up the phone, a cunning glint flashing in his eyes.
However, his face appeared extremely solemn.
The middle-aged man looked up at the other man, “Mr. Zheng, I, I just received some news.”