bodyguard against fate

Chapter 49 We are all of the same origin

"What's going on? I want an explanation from you! When did I seduce you? And I even blackmailed you while I was heavily pregnant, how dare you say that—"

Jiang Xue clearly missed the point.

"No, Xiaoxue, listen to me, that was all a lie to He Xiuli. I got someone to arrange it for her at the mental hospital, and I just happened to run into her!"

"Are you crazy? Killing someone in a live stream? Let me tell you, if you get in jail, don't drag me down with you. From this day forward, we're severing all ties!"

Jiang Xue hung up the phone immediately.

Live-streamed murder?

Wu Renxing himself never expected it to be so exciting. With everyone around him like Conan, tens of thousands of eyes are watching. Killing someone in a live stream is like trying to get yourself killed in a latrine.

He couldn't care less about Xiaoxue anymore and quickly called Brother Qiang to tell them to stop, but it was too late. Brother Qiang had muted his phone to appear professional and didn't hear him at all. Wu Renxing entered the live stream and saw the screen full of viewers shouting for the police, with some even speculating about the killer's identity. Wu Renxing panicked. Seeing a discarded white coat on the ground, he picked it up, put it on, and tried to run away.

"Trying to run away?"

Old Zheng's voice sounded slowly and deliberately behind him.

Wu Renxing turned around and realized that Old Zheng was still holding an axe, less than two meters away from him.

"What do you want to do?"

Wu Renxing had no weapon at hand, so he automatically became three points smaller when he spoke.

"Where are my gold bars?"

"What gold bars? I don't know!"

"That's no fun if you play like that!"

Old Zheng stepped forward, his imposing presence giving him the upper hand.

Wu Renxing realized that when Feng Weida asked him the question earlier, Lao Zheng must have seen it.

"You mean the time I went to Feng Weida's house? I didn't find anything, but you took the gold bars, didn't you?"

Wu Renxing was also very suspicious. He wanted to ask Lao Zheng for the gold bars, so why didn't he get them?

"Stop pretending!" Clearly, Old Zheng didn't believe him at all. "Like father, like son-in-law! You're all in cahoots to scam me, aren't you?"

Oh no, Old Zheng is going to transfer his decades-long anger towards He Yong onto himself, and Wu Renxing won't take the blame for that.

"Uncle Zheng, we're in cahoots. He Xiuli wants a divorce. Do you think I can help that old man get the gold bars? I've been married into the family for seven years, and he's never even given me a second glance. I hate him even more than you do!"

"Why should I believe you?" Old Zheng analyzed, his eyes half-closed.

"I arranged for you to be released from the mental hospital early," Wu Renxing said.

"You only helped me because you wanted to find gold bars—"

"I had no idea you owned gold bars back then!"

"When did you find out?"

"Xiaomeng told me."

"What about the gold bars?"

"It's for Xiaoxue—"

Wu Renxing still lost to a level 0 patient who could fool the hospital director during the mental evaluation; he was successfully tricked by Lao Zheng.

Wu Renxing only had a gold bar, and he wasn't comfortable keeping it anywhere, so he finally thought of entrusting it to Jiang Xue for safekeeping. Unexpectedly, Jiang Xue only dared to break off the relationship with him after receiving this assurance. After all, she managed to get rid of the 600,000 yuan in time; continuing to associate with that good-for-nothing Wu Renxing might have resulted in losing both her money and her relationship. People need to learn to cut their losses in time.

But Lao Zheng believed that he had taken everything, and his eyes were practically spitting fire.

"So it was your bag that you dropped!"

Old Zheng still vividly remembers the helplessness and pity he felt when he found the dumbbells in the metal box that day. He even lied to a mental patient. Was he even human?

"Give me back my ten gold bars, and I'll pretend nothing happened!"

"I only took one, where am I supposed to get ten for you?"

Wu Renxing felt he was more wronged than Dou E.

"Then don't blame me for being impolite!"

Old Zheng raised his axe, ready to chop down!

Does he want gold bars? He wants fairness!

The old ones bullied me, and now the young ones are bullying me too. Am I a good person? Is it true that good people are taken advantage of?

Maybe the Rain Night Butcher is more suitable for me!

Gold bars are optional, but bad guys must die!

He Xiuli was still reeling from the shock of learning that Feng Weida was mentally ill; only the father and daughter remained in the room. He Yong had only been tied up briefly and was otherwise unharmed.

"Xiuli, Dad told you long ago that this guy surnamed Feng is unreliable. I suspect that all those things happened on purpose!"

"Dad, I want to be alone."

He Xiuli didn't know what to believe anymore. Her husband was unreliable, and she had finally trusted someone, only to have such a huge bomb planted in his heart. Could he be Lao Zheng's accomplice? He Xiuli felt her mind was a complete mess.

Just as He Yong reached the door, he saw Feng Weida arrive. Feng Weida's injuries hadn't healed yet; he was wearing a hospital gown, his body wrapped in bandages, with an IV drip in one hand and an IV bag in the other, making movement difficult. The doctor said his injuries weren't healed and he shouldn't move, but there were some things he hadn't said to He Xiuli, and he felt like he owed her something.

"What, trying to harm Xiuli again?" He Yong stopped him at the door, annoyed.

"Ms. He, I have something I want to talk to you about." Feng Weida looked at He Xiuli in the room.

"Dad, let him in," He Xiuli said weakly.

Even with his daughter's warning, He Yong was still uneasy, fearing that Feng Weida had ulterior motives, and followed him closely.

"Mr. He, there's something I want to tell you, but Mr. Wu has been telling me not to say it."

"Mm." He Xiuli nodded slightly.

"Actually, I was in a mental hospital before I came to our company." Feng Weida said, feeling a sense of relief after finally saying what had been weighing on his mind. However, He Xiuli's reaction was not as surprised as he had imagined.

"and then?"

"Ms. He, don't you mind?" Feng Weida was unaware that He Xiuli already knew about it.

Honestly, if He Xiuli had known Feng Weida was mentally ill when they first met, her reaction would have been completely different. But now, after going through several life-or-death situations together, He Xiuli suddenly felt that mentally ill people weren't so scary after all.

Why would I dislike you?

"Mr. Wu said that once you find out, he will fire me."

"Did Wu Renxing tell you to keep this from me?"

"I won't lie, but I promise I absolutely didn't mean to hide it from you."

Wu Renxing was afraid that He Xiuli would ask, so he asked Feng Weida to use "Bureau 258" to replace the mental hospital. However, Feng Weida never used this alternative term. He thought that if He Xiuli asked, he would tell the truth and let He Xiuli decide the rest. Coincidentally, He Xiuli never asked.

"Xiao Feng, I believe you, but I want you to tell me the truth. Do you know that Wu Renxing wanted to kill me from the very beginning?" He Xiuli asked.

"President Wu wants to kill you? No way!" Feng Weida exclaimed in shock, but judging from He Xiuli's expression, it didn't seem like a joke.

"For the past two months, I've felt something was off. It's like every step was planned out. I can't think of anyone else but Wu Renxing."

"The killer isn't... Old Zheng?"

Deep down, Feng Weida didn't want Lao Zheng to be the murderer, but during the live broadcast that day, Lao Zheng was indeed the most suspicious person, and he also thought that Lao Zheng had hired the murderer.

"But why, Mr. Wu..." Feng Weida couldn't fathom Wu Renxing's motive for killing his wife.

"He's having an affair, with someone named Jiang Xue," He Xiuli confessed.

"Jiang Xue?"

The name sounded familiar to Feng Weida. Suddenly, he remembered that it belonged to the owner of the pink Corolla. But wasn't Jiang Xue Zhang Hao's mistress? When did she become President Wu's?