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Chapter 66 I Won't Let Anyone Bully Me
However, Anmin's concerns were not unfounded. For several days in a row, their house was basically turned upside down.

If Liang Yi hadn't reported this to his superiors, they wouldn't have had a single day of peace.

An Min was also temporarily suspended from her job because of this incident, and she can no longer go to the Education and Culture Department.

The weather has been gloomy at home these past few days, and Anmin even fell ill.

Liang Yi saw this and felt very distressed. He even submitted a report requesting a thorough investigation.

But right now, they're in the eye of the storm, so who would dare to help Liang Yi?

Even the leader said that he should just bear with it a little longer and wait for the official document for his promotion to be approved so that he could leave.

That day, those people arrived without warning, and it was late at night.

The rapid, violent pounding on the door was like a heavy hammer slamming into An Min's heart, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

Outside came a cold, harsh shout: "Open the door! It's for an inspection!"

The voice pierced through the thin door panel, carrying a cold authority.

An Min was still ill. She coughed and her cold fingertips gripped Liang Yi's wrist.

She subconsciously turned her head to look at Liang Yi.

Liang Yi was sitting under the lamp, holding a document in his hand.

The loud banging on the door seemed to be just insignificant noise.

He didn't even lift his eyelids, but calmly put down the documents and stood up.

As Liang Yi walked past An Min, he paused slightly and whispered in her ear, "It's alright, you should get some rest."

Anmin sat down in the chair, her body stiff as a piece of wood.

The door was opened, and a cold wind swept in, carrying several people with a rush of footsteps that were both chaotic and heavy.

The leader was a stranger, with eyes as sharp as knives, who quickly scanned the small room.

"Commander Liang, I apologize for disturbing you."

The leader was polite in words, but his face was cold.

"We're just doing this as a routine matter, please understand."

His gaze swept over Liang Yi, though he remained relatively restrained, his scrutiny and suspicion were undisguised.

Such gazes not only made Liang Yi uncomfortable, but even An Min was tempted to send them away.

But she doesn't have that right.

Liang Yi simply nodded calmly: "It's my duty, please proceed."

Upon hearing Liang Yi's words, they nodded and turned to the side.

Without exception, drawers and cabinets were filled with items being rummaged through, picked up, and put down, creating a chaotic clattering sound.

The captain paced back and forth, his eyes scanning the room like searchlights.

His gaze swept over the tables, chairs, and beds, then turned to look at Liang Yi and An Min.

Although he didn't speak, the sense of oppression was immense.

Liang Yi reached out and took An Min's hand.

His gaze also fell on An Min, calm as a deep pool, but beneath that calmness lay a silent comfort.

"It's fine."

Liang Yi said something in a low voice, and An Min nodded without saying anything more.

The captain reached up to the top shelf of the bookcase, casually fiddling with a few thin, old books.

Anmin's heart was in her throat.

However, his fingers merely glided over the spines of the books, without pulling out any to examine them closely.

Pulling open the lower cabinet door, there were only a few neatly folded old clothes inside, and the room was empty.

He seemed somewhat surprised, his brow furrowing almost imperceptibly before quickly relaxing.

After doing all this, the captain straightened up, a hint of disappointment in his eyes, and waved to his subordinates: "That's enough."

"Excuse me, Commander Liang."

The captain left behind a few perfunctory words, and the group quickly withdrew as they had arrived.

The door closed, and the room fell silent. Only the dim yellow lamp on the table cast flickering shadows on the wall.

An Min took a deep breath, her breath trembling slightly as if she had been holding it in for too long.

She looked up at Liang Yi and sighed helplessly.

"Liang Yi... if this continues, we'll all be ruined."

However, Anmin could only say this in a low voice, afraid of being overheard.

Liang Yi didn't speak; his broad, warm hand held An Min's hand tightly.

The warmth and strength emanating from my palm, like a tiny electric current, instantly dispelled some of the chill.

"What are you afraid of?"

His voice was deep and calm, like a rock, steadily suppressing the turbulent waves churning in her heart.

"As long as we stand upright, our shadows will not be crooked."

He paused, his eyes sharp as a hawk's, sweeping across the closed door. His voice lowered, carrying a chilling insight into the ways of the world.

"This wind is blowing straight towards the treetops. Someone doesn't want me to climb up."

Liang Yi gently patted the back of her hand: "Don't rush, stay calm. The fox's tail will eventually be revealed."

Twice in a row, like two poisonous thorns, they were deeply embedded in Anmin's heart.

They didn't treat Liang Yi and An Min like human beings at all, always coming in the dead of night.

The two people being disturbed couldn't get a proper rest.

It was like trampling on the dignity of two people and humiliating them severely.

However, An Min has never been a pushover since she was a child.

Liang Yi's composure was indeed a pillar of stability, but she could not tolerate being forced to passively wait for the next disaster that might strike at any time.

Anmin had already asked someone to keep an eye out for it, and was just waiting for news.

Liang Yi saw this and that evening in the space, while watering the seedlings that had just sprouted some green, he advised, "Don't be too tense, it'll be more troublesome if the string breaks."

Anmin was squatting on the other side checking the newly planted tomato plants when she heard this. She looked up with a stubborn look on her face.

"If I don't stay on guard, am I supposed to wait for someone to put a knife to my throat? I can't swallow this!"

She pressed down a small handful of soil firmly: "We can't take the blame for this for nothing!"

"Since that person wants to deal with us, we can't just sit here and wait to die. Don't worry, the person I found is reliable."

Hard work pays off.

A few days later, the person Anmin had asked brought good news.

A vague name, but also the name Anmin least wanted to hear.

Xu Dongjun, the son of Xu Qidong and Director Yang, was recently transferred here from another place.

It was only because Liang Yi's promotion that the position originally intended for him was taken away.

Xu Dongjun grew up behind Liang Yi and was taken care of by Liang Yi like a younger brother. Even Xu Qidong often praised the sensible Xu Dongjun.

The moment Anmin heard that name, she felt a surge of icy rage rush to her head, burning her fingertips until they went numb.

How could it be him? !

Jealousy? Just because Liang Yi is getting a promotion, can so many years of family affection be erased?
After paying the money, Anmin took the message and walked back.

It was a coincidence that we ran into Xu Dongjun, who was queuing up to buy oil at the supply and marketing cooperative.

He was wearing a brand-new blue overall, his hair was slicked back, and he was talking to the person in front of him.

"That movie is really good, do you want to come to my house to watch it?"

The person in front shook their head, not daring to provoke bad luck at this critical juncture.

Just then, An Min steadied her breathing, put on a perfectly timed smile, and stepped forward.

"Dongjun, what a coincidence, you're here too."

Xu Dongjun turned around and saw that it was An Min. A very unnatural stiffness flashed across his face, and then he forced a smile.

"Oh, it's your sister-in-law."

(End of this chapter)