WWY Chapter 12

Chapter 12: Inside Story – They finally came…

Chapter 12: Inside Story – They finally came…

The car slowly drove out of the villa district and sped along the mountain road onto the ring expressway. Lan He’s face was turned towards the car window the entire time, the corners of his mouth raised in a good mood, his long eyelashes shining in the sunset.

Tuxi Ling was puzzled. This person had a huge mess to clean up, so how could he be in the mood to go to the supermarket? He just left a large group of guests at home to fend for themselves?

He couldn’t help but ask, “Are things okay at your house?”

“Hmm?” Lan He turned his head, sparkling flames dancing in his eyes. “What’s wrong?”

Tuxi Ling seemed to be burned by that flame and retracted his gaze, pretending to adjust his sleeves. “You… your wife, aren’t you going to discuss the will?”

Wife?

Lan He was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, a smile that seemed self-deprecating to Tuxi Ling.

He cursed himself for meddling and quickly changed the subject. “Oh, right, Qin Man might have accomplices. We’re trying to catch them. That’s all I can tell you.”

Lan He curved his eyes, revealing his signature smile. “Officer Ling, what happened to keeping things confidential? Is your willpower as weak as ever?”

They both knew when “before” was.

Tuxi Ling wanted to retort, but with Jiu Ya present, he held back.

He could be shameless, but he was a respected member of the Criminal Investigation Division. How could he be like him?

He really couldn’t understand the mindset of rich people. They’re clearly married, their wife is a gentle and capable businesswoman, and their future is something most people can only dream of. Why do they keep bringing up that messed up thing?

Once this case is over, they shouldn’t meet again.

“There’s nothing to discuss. Weiyu He never intended to leave me the family fortune. Even in death, he was thinking about continuing the family line. What a joke!”

Tuxi Ling was still caught up in his own emotions and was unprepared for his words. He opened his mouth, “…Huh?”

Lan He glanced at him and looked back out the window. The distant mountains were a deep color in the afterglow of the sunset, and darkness would soon completely engulf the earth.

“I’m a honey-coated bee sting in his heart. Bringing me back stabs him, not bringing me back leaves him unwilling.” Lan He sneered. “Weiyu He only looked like a human on the surface.”

Tuxi Ling glanced at Jiu Ya, clenched his fist, and gently nudged his thigh to remind him not to speak nonsense.

Lan He, however, seemed to have developed a sudden urge to confide, looking into Tuxi Ling’s eyes. “Officer Ling, let me tell you a story, okay?”

“What?” He quickly understood and nodded.

“Back then, Weiyu He found a gangster and paid him to take his son, who had a congenital heart defect, into the mountains and abandon him. When his wife found out the truth, she insisted on calling the police, but he killed her. Later, not only did he not regret it, but he also lied to the public that she had died of illness because she missed her son. Tell me, is that kind of person still human?”

Tuxi Ling was dumbfounded. Such a significant secret had landed on his head, completely stunning him.

“How do you know?”

Lan He didn’t answer but continued, “He thought that getting rid of two burdens would allow him to remarry and have children, but retribution came too quickly. He developed asthma without warning, a very severe case. Even with medication, he could barely stay alive. He couldn’t even be a normal man, let alone have the son he cared about most.”

“These years, thanks to the advancement of medicine, he heard that his son was still alive and tried everything to bring him home. At first, he was still coaxing the child, encouraging him to actively seek treatment. Later, the son, who knew the truth, confronted him, and they had a big fight. In a fit of anger, he made several ridiculous wills, the purpose of which… was probably that he still held a glimmer of hope for his son, but he couldn’t completely trust him, so he came up with the idea of having his adopted son restrain him. How ridiculous.” Lan He really laughed a little. “Officer Ling, you ask me why I’m not sad for Weiyu He? I ask you, why should I be sad for that kind of person?”

The inside story was shocking, but the rational thinking of a police officer allowed Tuxi Ling to quickly grasp the loopholes in his words. “You were only two years old when you were lost. How do you know all this?”

“The gangster who took me to the mountains couldn’t bear to abandon me, so he secretly sold me. Guess how much he sold me for?”

Tuxi Ling was silent.

“One hundred yuan. Hmph, he stayed overnight at the house of the people who bought me, and he said everything when he was drunk. However, he didn’t mention Weiyu He’s identity, so they didn’t take it seriously. In ordinary families, human traffickers probably aren’t uncommon, right?”

“What about the part about your mother? How do you know about that?” Tuxi Ling paused. “And why did you come back with him if you hate him so much?”

Lan He glanced at him and remained silent.

All of his appearances showed no fluctuations, but Tuxi Ling seemed to see through his dejected soul. No, perhaps it wasn’t just dejected, but a desolation that emanated from the bones into the air, like a cry for help from the soul.

As a police officer, he should get to the bottom of things, but Weiyu He was already dead. Even if he knew everything, what could he do? Judge a dead man?

Justice delayed is sometimes not justice at all.

He suppressed the pressure in his heart and pretended to be relaxed. “The past is in the past. Most congenital heart diseases can be cured with surgery now, right? Since you’ve started a family, why don’t you get your illness treated and live a good life with your wife?”

Lan He turned his head to look into his eyes, realizing that he was serious.

A nameless fire surged up, and he suddenly slammed the back of the driver’s seat hard. “Stop the car!”

Jiu Ya quickly stopped the car in the emergency lane. Lan He turned his head towards the car window, and judging from the situation, he was angry.

Tuxi Ling felt bored and consciously opened the car door and got out. The flashy green Bentley sped away without stopping for a moment.

Jiu Ya glanced at Tuxi Ling in the rearview mirror. “Young Master Lan, are we just going to leave the police officer behind like that?”

“There are patrol officers on the highway, they’ll find him soon.”

Lan He took out a spray and sprayed it a few times between his nose and mouth. He shook the bottle, and it was empty, so he casually threw it into the trash can.

So troublesome!

At this moment, the phone vibrated, and when he took it out, it was a WeChat message from Tuxi Ling.

[Steamed Bun Ling: Sorry.]

[Steamed Bun Ling: Do you think I’m being insensitive?]

[Steamed Bun Ling: But I sincerely hope that you are happy for the rest of your life. There is so much suffering in the world, you can’t let one person experience it all.]

Lan He impatiently turned off the phone.

Jiu Ya asked, “Young Master, which supermarket are we going to?”

Lan He said unhappily, “What supermarket? Go home!”

Jiu Ya kept his eyes forward. After three days, this was the first time he had seen Young Master Lan so expressive.

–

It was almost dark when Lan He got home, but Si’nian He hadn’t left yet, a book on his lap.

《World History of Art》

Lan He glanced at it casually, took off his coat, threw it on the armrest of the sofa, took out his nail clippers again, and continued trimming his nails from the afternoon.

Si’nian He put down the book and slowly walked up to him, looking at him with a complicated expression. He lowered his eyes and didn’t look at him. From this angle, his eyelashes looked particularly long.

“Brother…”

“Mm.”

The sense of distance was strong. Si’nian He bit his lip and squatted down, holding his knee.

“Brother, you may not know, I was adopted by Dad when I was six years old. At that time, I thought I was the luckiest child in the world. I listened to Dad, studied hard, and focused on learning business management in college. He treated me very well and has really been trying to train me. I work so hard to manage He’s, just to repay him. I treat you as family!”

Lan He’s gaze on his nails was very focused, as if that was the most important thing.

“Brother, I don’t know what Dad’s will means, but I swear, I’ve never been interested in He’s assets! I just hope you don’t have children with that woman for the sake of the inheritance. She doesn’t love you at all!”

Lan He’s eyelids twitched slightly, and he finally looked at him.

“Brother, I’ve heard rumors that the situation of Gu’s Trading is getting worse and worse. She and old man Gu just want to use the wealth and connections of our He family to help them make a comeback. Why don’t you get a divorce before the will takes effect? I don’t want the industry that Dad worked so hard to build for so many years to fall into the hands of others, and I don’t want to turn against you because of money. I really don’t understand, Dad was so wise all his life, why couldn’t he even figure this out in the end? His will will only destroy this family!”

Lan He put down the nail clippers and sighed.

“Brother, I don’t want to compete with you for anything. I’m already very satisfied with my current life. I don’t have the good fortune to inherit such a large fortune from the He family. I can see that you’re angry with me. I’ll give you the foundation back, so Dad’s inheritance will be yours no matter what, as long as you don’t doubt my original intention, okay?”

At the excited point, Si’nian He grabbed Lan He’s hand. He was stunned, then frowned and pulled it back.

“Brother…”

“Don’t always touch me.”

Si’nian He wiped the corner of his eye, his voice aggrieved. “Brother, get a divorce early, okay? You’ll definitely meet someone who’s really suitable for marriage in the future!”

Lan He smiled and patted his shoulder. “Si’nian, I appreciate it, but you should mind your own business.”

Si’nian He couldn’t believe it. “But don’t you dislike Ya Gu? You even had a big fight with Dad because you didn’t want to marry her!”

“I said, mind your own business.” The nail clippers were thrown back into the storage box, and Lan He grabbed his clothes and walked leisurely back to his room.

Seeing that he was impatient, Si’nian He closed his mouth, then suddenly remembered something and stopped him before he went out.

“Brother, you have a package, it was delivered half an hour ago!”

Lan He didn’t remember ordering anything online recently. He looked at the return address in puzzlement, and his face suddenly changed. He slammed the door and left.

Back in the room, he held the package and sat in the chair, his eyes fixed on the delivery slip, the hand holding the edge of the package trembling slightly. After several minutes, he finally opened it.

The moment the contents were revealed, Lan He’s lips trembled, slowly losing color.

Inside the rough cardboard box was a delicate light yellow wooden box, with meticulously designed patterns carved on the lid, and a blue and white oval metal plate inlaid in the center, which was the logo of a certain international brand of biscuits, named “Eddie.”

As if driven by some command, he slowly lifted the box open.

There were no familiar inner packaging bags, and two biscuits were scattered randomly on the bottom of the box. Due to the collision during transportation, one of them was broken in half, and the other had a corner missing, but it still gave off a rich buttery aroma.

Next to the biscuits, a orange and white fur ball lay motionless, its little paws twitching intermittently. It was a dying hamster.

His fingers subconsciously stroked it, and the moment it touched the smooth fur, it jumped like a dying flash of light, its two small paws tightly holding his fingers, its eyes staring at him with unseeing eyes.

Lan He suddenly shook his hand. With a “snap,” the hamster’s small body hit the inner wall of the box and stopped moving.

“Boom, boom, boom…”

The huge impact made Lan He’s heart beat wildly. He threw the box on the table and started looking for medicine, rummaging for a long time before remembering that his medicine was gone.

The medicine is gone, and Qin Man is also dead…

They finally came…

Nevermind.

He collapsed weakly on the bed, slowly curling into a ball.