Wanjin Lady

Chapter 254 The Truth
"So she chose my father! A foreign wine merchant who made a big splash at the wine-making conference! Sir—" Wen Wan clasped her fists and bowed, looking up with a cold sneer, "She was attracted by the recipe for the Ruiguo syrup in my father's hand! That night at Tianxiang Tower, she came to steal the recipe!"

The crowd was in an uproar!
How did this rape case involve business matters?
The more I listen to what Miss Wen says... the more confused I become.

In a private room of a teahouse far away, Liu Yiyi heard a "clang" sound from next door, and a porcelain cup shattered to the ground.

She frowned, secretly feeling sorry for the shop owner's pair of magnolia white porcelain cups.

Yuan Qi stood up and listened to the news delivered by the servant in real time. His face turned pale and then blue, blue and then pale. "She... really said that?"

The servant said, "I heard it all. Shopkeeper Wen said it himself in the hall... Widow Wang's target was the prescription in Wen Weiming's possession."

Yuan Qi's chest heaved, and it took him a long while to slowly sit back in his chair.

There were fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and his heart was tightening. He thought to himself, this young lady is really amazing!

He had clearly only given her Dr. Luo and the wine merchant, but she had found Qiao Niang, the landlord, the secret door, the dock, and even gradually pieced together the complete situation of that night with these tangled clues.

That's right.

That night he simply arranged for Widow Wang to steal the recipe from Wen Weiming.

He was certain that Wen Weiming was carrying the recipe for the Rui fruit juice, so he told Widow Wang to do everything she could to get close to him. After all, they were all men, so who didn't know about the tricks in his mind?

Wen Weiming was fed up with dirty talk and thought that if he could find a few wine merchants to stir up trouble at the banquet, the old man would be so lustful that he would definitely keep Widow Wang by his side to serve him.

He even considerately considered that Wen Weiming might be a gentleman who would not be bewitched by the beauty trap, so he took great pains to find a widow who could only give birth to sons.

Beauty may not be able to shake Wen Weiming; but how can Wen Weiming resist beauty that can pass on the incense?
The only pity is that Widow Wang committed suicide!
Everything was beyond Yuanqi's control.

He later learned that Widow Wang was terminally ill and had not much time left! Perhaps it was because she saw the truth that night that Widow Wang fell from the building in a moment of despair.

It’s bad, someone’s dead!

Widow Wang's life was worthless, and her death was not a pity! But if people found out that he was the one behind this, how could he escape?

It’s a pity that Yuan Qi has to clean up this mess!

But...how did Wen Wan know all this?

With just a few of his words, she actually pieced together the whole truth. This woman's mind was more sharp than he had imagined!

No wonder Yuan Liulang was defeated repeatedly in Ping County and even lost his life!

Yuan Wulang no longer had the mind to think about anything else. The only thing he was worried about now was... Wen Wan would betray him!

It has been a long time... a long time... since he felt this kind of blood rushing and whole body trembling.

As far as I can remember, I have rarely been forced into a corner like this and left powerless to fight back.

Yuan Qi's voice tightened, "Probe again! Report again!"

And in the side hall of the government office, everything was still going on.

"Sir, my father once said...that Widow Wang touched him as soon as she entered the house...then they started to struggle, and my father pushed her to the ground. She got up and ran out...by the time my father chased her out, she had already fallen from a height..."

"I have my suspicions! Widow Wang deliberately approached my father because she thought he had the recipe. She took advantage of my father's drunkenness to search his room but to no avail, and then she left decisively! She was afraid she wouldn't be able to complete the orders of the mastermind, and she thought her time was running out..."

Xiong Daiping's heart pounded with emotion. "You mean... Widow Wang committed suicide!" The young woman asked coldly, "Sir, you know the whole story. Do you remember where Widow Wang died?"

"This... is naturally on the stands in the middle of the Tianxiang Building lobby!"

"Who was she looking at before she died?"

Xiong Daiping pursed his lips, his tone slightly annoyed, "Mrs. Wen, just say what you want to say!"

Wenwan turned around and faced the crowd.

The young lady narrowed her eyes slightly and scanned the crowd quickly before landing on the familiar face.

The man met the young lady's cold eyes, his face showing obvious panic, and he subconsciously stepped back.

pity.

There was a hint of reluctance in Wenwan's eyes, but there was no hesitation.

Perhaps, Widow Wang was innocent. She was just a delicate lamb in the dark forest. Under the law of the jungle, she was chopped up and used as bait for fishing.

But my cheap dad is more innocent!
The young lady's voice was not loud, but everyone in the room could hear it clearly!
"Widow Wang sought death... not just because she contracted a terminal illness... but also because she saw her former lover! She definitely didn't commit suicide because my father failed to rape her, but because she committed suicide out of shame and anger!"

As soon as he finished speaking, He San in the crowd turned pale, then his body swayed and he fell heavily to the ground!

There was a white hibiscus tree in front of the government office. It was in bloom at this moment, and the petals fell on the slightly hunched shoulders of the middle-aged man.

He was lost in thought... remembering that day in Tianxiang Tower... the startling glance Shu Niang gave him. He remembered the look of shame and disgrace on Shu Niang's face...

The hibiscus flowers bloomed, but Shu Niang was gone.

The flower language of hibiscus is: I see flowers blooming in the morning and withering in the evening, just like the ups and downs of life.

It turns out that it was not Wen Weiming who killed Shu Niang, but him!

Seeing this, how could everyone not understand?
The landlord said quickly, "Sir, that's him! He San was still involved with Widow Wang! I saw him several times when Widow Wang was alive! After Widow Wang died, he was the one who took care of her three children. Oh, and I still have the rental agreement here! It's signed by He San!"

Xiong Daiping ordered his trusted aides to capture He San and interrogate him, "What is your relationship with the deceased widow Wang?"

He San was clearly lost, his face wet with tears. He muttered like a puppet, "She and I...we were once engaged...but then her brother got addicted to gambling...and she was sold to a wealthy businessman as a concubine. That businessman had a tigress at home, and because she gave birth to a daughter, he couldn't tolerate her anymore, so he kicked her out after two years."

"Later, she married a soldier and gave birth to three sons. Her husband died fighting pirates in Bingzhou. The ten taels of silver pension she received was snatched away by her in-laws, who also kicked her and her three children out of the house."

"She couldn't survive. Her three children were crying out in hunger. She had been frail and sickly since childhood, unable to do heavy physical work... She could only rely on selling her body to earn enough to survive!"

"Sir!" He San slammed his head into the bluestone slab with a loud bang, his forehead covered in blood. "Shun Niang is innocent! She just wants to live! She has three children! She really didn't mean to frame Wen Weiming!"

He San turned to Wen Wan again and kowtowed to her like crazy, "Madam Wen... please... stop! Shu Niang is dead! Please give her one last bit of dignity -"

Wen Wan turned her head away.

The young lady's voice was as cold as snow water dripping from the bamboo forest, clear and icy, but it sounded harsh and painful to the ears.

"Your blood...stained the floor."