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Chapter 68 Leaving the Northwest?

When Liang Yi brought up Xu Dongjun's parents, he completely panicked upon hearing his own parents' names.

As if all the bones in his body had been removed, his legs went weak, and with a "thud," he collapsed to his knees on the ground.

His face was filled with utter despair and fear, his lips trembled, but he couldn't utter a single word.

His greatest reliance and fear is precisely the sharp sword that Liang Yi is wielding at this moment.

Liang Yi stopped looking at him, as if the person kneeling on the ground was just a lump of filth.

He turned around and strode towards Anmin.

The intimidating chill he had exuded when facing Xu Dongjun vanished instantly. He reached out and brushed the dust off her shoulder that had been brushed off when Xu Dongjun had forced her back.

"never mind."

His voice was deep and steady, like a sturdy harbor after a storm.

Liang Yi looked closely at her face and, confirming that there was only anger on it and no real fear, breathed a barely perceptible sigh of relief.

Liang Yi's gaze returned to Xu Dongjun, who was kneeling on the ground, trembling uncontrollably.

His eyes held an unfathomable coldness and disappointment.

"Get up and confess yourself. Tell me clearly, word by word, how you wrote the whistleblower letter and who you colluded with."

"I need to see results before sunset tomorrow. Otherwise..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but the unspoken threat was more powerful than any words.

Xu Dongjun, like a death row inmate who had just received a pardon, struggled and rolled around.

He didn't dare to look at Liang Yi and An Min again, and staggered out of the warehouse, looking completely lost.

Liang Yi knew that Xu Dongjun was afraid of him; apart from his parents, he was afraid of Liang Yi.

Because when Liang Yi puts on a stern face, he's even more intimidating than his father.

Perhaps because he had been under Liang Yi's shadow for a long time, Xu Dongjun always wanted to become him, but he also always wanted to destroy him.

Liang Yi himself feels that he is partly to blame for the current situation.

If he had paid more attention to Xu Dongjun, perhaps he wouldn't have had those thoughts.

Only the two of them remained in the warehouse.

Liang Yi then turned around completely to face An Min, reached out and gently took her slightly cool hand.

His palms were broad and warm, with calluses from years of holding guns, yet they felt incredibly secure.

"Scared?"

He asked in a low voice, his eyes filled with concern.

Anmin shook her head and tightly grasped his warm, large hand in return.

The discomfort I felt when Xu Dongjun threatened me earlier was now completely dispelled by the warmth of his palm and his mountain-like presence.

What surged in my heart was no longer fear, but an incomparably calming and warm current.

She looked at his profile, which remained stern yet was filled with concern; the contours of his face appeared particularly resolute and reliable in the dim light of the warehouse.

"No."

An Min's voice was a little hoarse, as if she had been relieved of a heavy burden.

"With you standing in front of me, I'm not afraid of anything."

Xu Dongjun's confession came quickly and thoroughly, like an avalanche.

Faced with Xu Qidong's fury and Director Yang's heartbroken tears, he tearfully confessed all his despicable thoughts and despicable methods.

He was jealous of Liang Yi's promotion and resented that Liang Yi had taken away the favor of his elders.

They coveted Anmin's unique temperament even more sinisterly, and were ultimately driven by a twisted desire for possession and destruction, fabricating those whistleblower letters.

Faced with this situation, Xu Qidong and Director Yang acted swiftly and decisively. Xu Qidong personally escorted his son to apologize in person.

Xu Dongjun's face was ashen. Under Liang Yi's cold gaze and An Min's calm stare, he almost collapsed to his knees again, incoherently confessing.

Director Yang stood to the side, utterly ashamed.

"Liang Yi, An Min, it's all my fault... for failing to raise my children properly! What a misfortune for our family!"

Xu Qidong's voice was heavy, filled with deep weariness and apology. He glared fiercely at his good-for-nothing son on the ground.

"That beast, get out of here tomorrow and go to the most remote farm in the Northwest! Get reformed properly! If you don't reform properly, don't even think about coming back for the rest of your life!"

Director Yang stepped forward and took An Min's hand: "I'm sorry, An Min, I'm sorry that you and Liang Yi were frightened."

“Old Xu and I have always treated Liang Yi as our own son. In our hearts, he is our child. It is because we did not raise Dongjun well that this happened.”

Director Yang and Xu Qidong had always valued their reputation, but in the end, they never expected that their son would ruin it completely.

An Min shook her head and only said, "Director Yang, Liang Yi doesn't care about these things. You and Uncle Xu will always be his closest people."

Only after hearing An Min's words did Director Yang breathe a sigh of relief.

Everything is settled.

Late at night, everything is silent.

The doors and windows of the cabin were tightly closed, and the curtains were drawn all the way down.

With a slight thought, An Min and the two of them vanished from the small room and entered their secret space.

The unique fresh scent of soil and grass gently enveloped me, instantly washing away all the disturbances and lingering chill from the outside world.

Instead of heading straight to his beloved black soil as usual, Liang Yi took An Min's hand and walked to the edge of the field.

With the help of the soft, dim light of unknown origin in the space, it can be seen clearly.

The seeds he planted a few days ago have stubbornly sprouted two tender green buds in the dark, glossy soil.

The vibrant green, brimming with vitality, is like two tiny flames of hope burning silently.

Liang Yi's voice was deep and tinged with satisfaction. He squatted down and carefully brushed his fingers across the tender leaves.

Anmin squatted down beside him, looking at the tender buds that symbolized new life, and then turned her head to look at her husband's focused and gentle profile.

The coldness and authority he displayed when facing Xu Dongjun during the day had now transformed into a serene expression on his face.

"It's finally grown."

She responded softly, a warm smile curving her lips, a mixture of relief at surviving a close call and a hint of mischief, as she gently touched Liang Yi's arm.

"Much more composed than some people. Our Commander Liang's demeanor during the day was truly... intimidating."

She recalled his figure, backlit and unshakable, as he stood against the light when the warehouse door was kicked open.

Upon hearing this, Liang Yi turned his head to look at her.

In the dim light, the corners of his usually cold and hard lips seemed to twitch slightly upwards.

He didn't speak, but simply extended his broad palm and gently placed it on the back of Anmin's hand, which was resting on her knee.

His hands were warm, carrying the scent of the earth and strength, firmly enveloping her slightly cool fingertips.

"Actually, I knew it was him a couple of days ago and warned him, but I didn't expect that not only would he not stop, but he would also let you notice."

Hearing Liang Yi say this, An Min said "Oh": "So I've done all the bad guys for you."

“Our Minmin is like Bao Zheng (a famous judge in Chinese history), she found the mastermind behind it all in one go.”

Liang Yi smiled and put his arm around her, then took a deep breath.

"The appointment documents will be issued tomorrow, and we may have to leave here."

(End of this chapter)