QWAPMP Chapter 65

Chapter 65 CEO Male Supporting Character

He Lin’s body was placed in the living room on the first floor, covered with a white cloth. A foul smell permeated the air, and a puddle of water had unknowingly appeared on the floor, looking like it had leaked from He Lin’s body.

Xiao Wen had already done something guilty, and now Yan Ye had someone throw him into the living room with He Lin’s body. As midnight descended, his fear was amplified little by little. Facing the corpse alone, he constantly had the illusion that the body was about to sit up.

The villa was silent. Xiao Wen’s body trembled violently. His hands tied behind his back no longer struggled against the ropes. Cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

After an unknown amount of time, footsteps echoed from the stairwell. It was Yang Fan. He had woken up to use the restroom and decided to check on Xiao Wen on the way.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Wen was gone. Only He Lin’s body remained in the living room, along with the white cloth that had been blown onto the floor by the wind.

Yang Fan ran upstairs in a panic. His movements were so loud that they woke up everyone else.

He ran back to his room, the first thing he said was that Xiao Wen was gone.

Yan Ye, who was woken up, slowly got out of bed. Xie Jifeng quickly comforted Yang Fan, almost hugging him to soothe him.

Song Yang sneered and said, “Did he escape?”

He was tied so tightly by the staff, and he still managed to break free?

Yan Ye did not answer that question. Letting Xiao Wen spend the night with the corpse, it was impossible for nothing to happen.

They went downstairs. Huo Sang, Qin Yan, and the director were already there.

Yan Ye saw the white cloth on the floor at a glance. His gaze paused slightly, and he found water stains in the stairwell.

“His hands and feet were tied, right? How did he run away?” the director asked, completely baffled.

Huo Sang rubbed his hair, “Is this guy a loach or something?”

Qin Yan pondered for a moment and asked, “Should we find him first?”

Thinking of Song Yang’s words during the day, for their own safety and to prevent being harmed in their sleep, everyone exchanged glances and decided to find Xiao Wen first.

But where could Xiao Wen be hiding? Nobody knew.

Just as everyone was wondering where to look, Yan Ye suddenly smiled and pointed in a direction.

Qin Yan looked first, it was towards the stairs.

Yan Ye led the way, and the others followed behind him. When they reached the third floor, they heard a clang, a dull sound, like something heavy falling onto the carpet.

At the moment of death, the body instinctively struggles in pain. Xiao Wen had also struggled for a long time until someone stepped onto the third floor, and his sounds were finally heard.

By the time Yan Ye and the others found Xiao Wen by following the sound, he was hanging by the window where Yan Ye had previously found the rope. The stool under his feet had been kicked over. The rope he was hanging from was the same rope that had tied him up before.

Although it wasn’t clear what the situation was now, seeing that the person was about to die, the director roared in fright, telling people to quickly go up and save Xiao Wen.

To those who didn’t understand what was happening, this scene would only make them think that Xiao Wen couldn’t handle it and wanted to commit suicide.

In Yan Ye’s eyes, He Lin’s body had moved. She had come for revenge, but unfortunately, she was just a little short of success.

Song Yang watched coldly, just as clear in his heart as Yan Ye was. How could someone like Xiao Wen possibly think of committing suicide? Unless someone wanted him to commit suicide.

After thinking about it carefully, Song Yang quietly moved a little closer to Yan Ye. His face was expressionless, but the little person in his heart was trembling.

There really is a ghost in this villa!

“Don’t kill me, don’t kill me, I… I don’t want to die…”

The rescued Xiao Wen was incoherent, trembling violently all over. There was a purple mark around his neck.

The original owner died in a daze and naturally didn’t know to seek revenge, but He Lin was different. She knew everything before she died and was naturally unwilling to die just like that while Xiao Wen could still live well.

The third floor had deep yin energy. Five people had died here in the past, and the resentment was also quite deep. However, with the passage of time, some of the resentment was slowly suppressed.

Influenced by He Lin’s resentment, Yan Ye saw that the resentment on the third floor had revived, and then distorted into another space, pulling Song Yang, who hadn’t had time to leave the third floor, and Huo Sang, who was muttering behind, into it together.

Qin Yan’s pupils contracted sharply. Without thinking, he reached out to grab Huo Sang, but was pulled into the space with him.

Before their eyes, they were still on the third floor, but the difference was that this was the third floor before it was burned down.

Song Yang narrowed his eyes, and the emotion revealed in them was complex. He saw a woman dressed gorgeously, holding a report in her hand, verifying something with a man.

The man guiltily averted his face, took a deep breath, stood up, wanting to explain something.

The woman wouldn’t listen. She wiped away a tear, said something like a threat, and was about to leave when she was stopped by someone. When the woman saw the person who came, her eyes widened in shock.

The constantly drawn curtains were pulled open, and out stepped a woman with an enchanting figure. Her red lips parted. She walked step by step towards the woman. Her eyes were full of tenderness, as if looking at a lover. But the next second, a slap mark appeared on her face.

Tang Fei, who was slapped, wasn’t angry. She lowered her head and rubbed against Tang Wen’s neck. Her tone, however, was threatening, “Sister doesn’t want to see your biological son?”

Tang Wen’s disgusted expression turned to anger, and she slapped her again. When she was about to continue, she was stopped by the man at the door.

“Enough, Tang Wen.” Lei Xiang gritted his teeth, looking at Tang Fei with heartache.

Tang Wen looked at the three people in front of her with red eyes. One was her husband, one was her childhood friend, and one was her sister. Yet now, they formed such a disgusting relationship.

Her husband loved her sister, and her childhood friend also loved her sister. They were all willing to be ordered around by her, and they even came to disgust her by swapping her child for a child they three didn’t know who it belonged to.

Tang Wen saw this scene clearly. No matter how much she had loved that child before, now she wanted to choke him to death just as much.

The three of them dared not let Tang Wen leave, fearing she would appear and spread the matter, so they could only lock her in a room in the villa.

On a rainy night, Tang Fei came to find Tang Wen in her pajamas and, not surprisingly, received another slap from Tang Wen. She wasn’t angry. She just licked her lips, threatened Tang Wen in her ear, and seeing her look absent-minded, dared to take the next step and kiss Tang Wen.

No one expected that Tang Wen’s eyes were clear. She picked up a vase and smashed it on Tang Fei’s head. Seeing Tang Fei fall to the ground, the madness in Tang Wen’s eyes slowly calmed down.

She walked out of the room disheveled, bumped into a tall bodyguard, whose gaze fell on her shoulder, revealing lust in his eyes.

Tang Wen smiled, “Want to sleep with me?”

The bodyguard didn’t speak, but his action of unzipping his pants was already very obvious.

Tang Wen flicked her hair with her fingers, her posture full of charm, making people intoxicated.

Just as the man was stroking her back, a fruit knife was plunged into his stomach. The man bent over and clutched his abdomen, groaning in pain.

Tang Wen lowered her eyes, kicked him in the crotch again, and then hummed a song as she went to the kitchen.

She poured gasoline on the third floor. When she reached the last room, the door seemed to be blown open by the wind. Tang Wen paused her movements, letting go of the only remaining room.

Seeing Song Mingfeng and Lei Xiang return and enter the room, Tang Wen locked the room from the outside, lit a cigarette, took a few deep drags, and then threw the unextinguished cigarette into the gasoline. She left resolutely, hanging herself by the study window. The fire spread here and gradually lessened.

Until her death, she never realized that what Tang Fei said about bringing her biological son to see her was true.

Song Yang’s fingertips couldn’t help but tremble. He wanted to stop Tang Wen’s actions, but his mind was very clear that Tang Wen had died long ago, twenty years ago on this floor.

At that time, Song Yang was brought here from the welfare institute in a daze, knowing nothing. He saw with his own eyes Tang Wen kill everyone and then commit suicide. This scene left a considerable psychological scar on Song Yang.

After he was rescued, he developed a high fever, and his memories became blurred. It was only in recent years that he slowly began to remember.

Song Yang’s expression didn’t change much, appearing abnormally cold. The woman who should have died suddenly opened her eyes and stared straight at Song Yang.

Song Yang felt her gaze. As their eyes met, Tang Wen’s lips seemed to move slightly, and a syllable came from her throat, “Bb…”

This sound of “bb” instantly shattered Song Yang’s mental defenses. He lifted his leg and only took one step. The woman smiled with relief, and the space shattered little by little. The woman’s resentment had dissipated and could no longer support this space.

The scene before their eyes shattered little by little. Song Yang’s eyes gradually turned red. His clenched fists slowly relaxed, and he lowered his eyes, remaining silent.

Huo Sang had just discovered a shocking secret. He was in a state of astonishment and had forgotten whether they had just seen a ghost.

Qin Yan, on the other hand, looked at Song Yang thoughtfully, understanding why the current CEO Song was different from the Song Yang he had seen in his childhood.

Because they were not the same person.

After the space shattered, the few people who came out were silent. Song Yang no longer followed Yan Ye like before. Huo Sang seemed to have not yet fully processed everything that had happened tonight and returned to his room in a daze.

He Lin’s resentment was sucked away by more than half, and the remaining amount was not enough for her to harm Xiao Wen.

Her body was still placed in the living room, the white cloth that had fallen to the ground was stained with a lot of dust. Yan Ye walked over, picked up the white cloth, and covered her again, saying seemingly casually, “The sea is ruthless, how many lonely souls and wild ghosts died in shipwrecks, did they, like you, also die with unclosed eyes?”

Suddenly, a pale hand tightly grabbed Yan Ye’s wrist. Yan Ye lowered his head to look and effortlessly broke off the fingers one by one, his eyes cold and disdainful.

He went to the restroom to wash his hands, squeezed out some hand sanitizer which he didn’t know who brought, and washed his hands three times before coming out.

The next day, the weather was sunny. The people the director had contacted before arrived. Seeing these people in uniform, the director’s face was ashen and not looking good, because this might be the last episode of his adventure program, after all, something like this had happened.

The guests were called in one by one for questioning, and their answers were mostly the same. It was only when it was Yan Ye’s turn that another murder was brought up.

Not long after arriving on Half Moon Island, Yan Ye had borrowed a phone from someone. At that time, he called the hotel where the original owner had drunk alcohol and asked them to keep the surveillance video from that day. He also asked the original owner’s friend to find the surveillance cameras near the dock and copy all the surveillance footage, all for the purpose of letting Xiao Wen face legal sanctions after the program was recorded.

That day, everyone left Half Moon Island by ship. Xiao Wen was also taken away by the police for investigation. Yan Ye was invited to make a statement. Song Yang thought the police were also going to take him away for investigation and hurriedly stepped forward to block in front of Yan Ye, “He didn’t commit a crime, why are you taking him?”

“Mr. Song, we are inviting Mr. Yan to make a statement, we are not treating him as a criminal suspect,” the police explained.

Yan Ye patted him on the shoulder and chuckled, “CEO Song, please make way.”