I slept with my sister's classmate, and she turned out to be my boss.

After a while, He Ying finally spoke.

"Dapeng, you've already met my dad, when are you going to take me to meet your parents?"

Chen Dapeng was a little hesitant: "Your dad hasn't agreed to us being together yet. Is it appropriate to go see him now?"

He Ying glared at him, pretending to be a little angry.

"What? You don't want to take me with you?"

"Of course not..." Chen Dapeng quickly waved his hand, explaining, "That's not what I meant..."

He Ying glared at him: "Then what do you mean?"

"Okay." Chen Dapeng nodded. "I'll take you there this weekend..."

He Ying chuckled inwardly, but said aloud, "That's more like it. An ugly daughter-in-law has to meet her in-laws eventually."

Chen Dapeng chuckled awkwardly: "Sister Ying, you're so beautiful, and you're also the head of a county. My parents like you 100%."

He Ying smiled and said, "I hope so."

She glanced at the time and said to Chen Dapeng, "Dapeng, let's go, my dad's already taking a nap."

Chen Dapeng nodded: "Okay."

The two naturally held hands and walked out of the house.

The car drove out of the residential area and merged into the main road.

He Ying gripped the steering wheel, her gaze fixed on the road ahead, as if deep in thought.

Chen Dapeng sat in the passenger seat and glanced at her several times. The car was quiet for a while.

He finally couldn't hold back any longer and asked, "Sister Ying, what will you do if your dad doesn't accept me?"

He Ying did not answer immediately.

She looked at the road ahead and after a few seconds spoke: "That's just the kind of person he is; he won't say it outright. He'll naturally accept it over time."

She paused, then added, "He's always been very cautious about me finding a boyfriend. He's afraid that the person I choose might not be reliable."

Chen Dapeng said with certainty, "I will show him that I am reliable."

He Ying glanced at him, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly.

……

Meanwhile, Tang Ming sat on the sofa in the living room, holding an envelope in his hand.

"Gu Huaiyuan has been apprehended..."

This news struck him like a bolt from the blue, leaving him stunned for a whole day.

He worked as Gu Huaiyuan's secretary for six years.

Over the course of six years, he handled many things, some of which were shady.

When Nie Jianguo was arrested, Gu Huaiyuan told him to destroy the evidence, but he secretly kept this envelope so that he could have a way out for himself someday.

I just never expected this day to come so soon!

He opened the seal and took out the materials inside, turning them over.

There were photocopies of project documents approved by Gu Huaiyuan, excerpts of several financial transaction records, and several pages of his handwritten memos.

The record details some tasks that Gu Huaiyuan asked him to do, including the time, place, and people involved.

He put the materials back into the envelope, sealed it, and held it in his hand.

Then I picked up my phone and found the whistleblowing hotline that the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection had publicly announced.

My finger hovered above the screen, but I didn't press it.

He was pondering a question—should he wait for the disciplinary committee to come to him, or should he take the initiative to go himself?

If you take the initiative, you can explain that you are just an executor.

Once the disciplinary committee comes looking for us, the situation will be different.

He understands this principle.

Finally, he stood up, changed his coat, put the envelope in the inside pocket of his coat, and went out.

He planned to go to the provincial discipline inspection commission to confess in person...

……

The next day, at the provincial discipline inspection commission's detention center.

Gu Huaiyuan remained seated in the chair, still in a daze.

Today is the third day since he was brought in, but no one has come to interrogate him.

There are no windows here, so you can't see the sky outside. You can only tell whether it's day or night by the time the food is delivered.

He knew this was a common practice before interrogation—to leave the person hanging in the air, letting them wear down their will to resist in silence.

After a while, the door opened.

Hu Yuheng walked in, followed by Chen Dapeng.

She sat down opposite Gu Huaiyuan, placed the folder on the table, but did not speak immediately.

She glanced at Gu Huaiyuan, then pulled a document from the folder and pushed it in front of him.

Gu Huaiyuan glanced down and saw it was a copy of Lin Meijuan's confession, with her signature and the date on it.

Hu Yuheng didn't urge him. He took out a second document and placed it next to him. It was a printout of Fu Hongyuan's USB drive data, which listed several financial transaction records.

Then there was the third document, Zhou Shuncheng's identification record.

The fourth document is Tang Ming's voluntary confession.

They were laid out one by one, like cards in a row.

Gu Huaiyuan's gaze swept across the pages, finally landing on Tang Ming's materials, where he paused for a moment.

He didn't expect Tang Ming to take the initiative.

Hu Yuheng noticed his gaze and spoke up: "Gu Huaiyuan, you can't deny it. Lin Meijuan confessed, Fu Hongyuan confessed, and Tang Ming is here too. There's no point in you taking the blame."

Gu Huaiyuan didn't speak, shifting his gaze from the pages.

Hu Yuheng waited a moment, then said, "Bai Jiangfei has been arrested, and Yang Xiujiang will be next. What you say now is different from what you say later. You've been in this position for so many years, you should know better than I do."

The silence lasted for a long time.

Then Gu Huaiyuan looked up at Hu Yuheng and said, "I want to confirm something."

"you say."

"Lin Meijuan...how is she?"

Hu Yuheng looked into his eyes: "She cooperated very well and proactively confessed her problems. The organization will handle her leniently."

Gu Huaiyuan paused for a moment, as if confirming the credibility of his statement.

His gaze shifted from Hu Yuheng's face to the pile of materials, lingered for a few seconds, and then he spoke: "I'll say..."

He began to confess.

Starting with the first instance of money laundering through Fu Hongyuan, each transaction was recorded in chronological order.

Which money went through the beauty salon, which was transferred out by Fu Hongyuan, and which projects he arranged by taking advantage of his position?

He spoke slowly, pausing occasionally as if recalling details, but without any major pauses.

He paused for a moment at the end.

He originally didn't want to implicate his former boss, but considering that the other party had already abandoned him as a pawn, he made a decision in order to atone for his crime.

"There's one more person."

He paused.

"We call him 'our old boss,' and never mention his name."

Hu Yuheng didn't interrupt, waiting for him to continue.

"Zeng Zhiyuan".

Gu Huaiyuan's voice was calm:

"When Zeng Zhiyuan was in office, I helped him handle some matters that were inconvenient for him to appear in person for."

His son, Zeng Guosheng, ran a food court and a high-end club in the provincial capital called "Shuiyunjian," through which all the illicit funds were laundered.

A significant portion of the money I received was collected on his behalf.

After he finished speaking, the interrogation room was silent for a few seconds.

Hu Yuheng wrote down the names "Zeng Zhiyuan" and "Zeng Guosheng" in his notebook.

She didn't ask any further questions, but simply closed her notebook: "We will verify everything you said today."

She stood up and walked out of the interrogation room.

Chen Dapeng stood up, picked up his laptop, and followed her out.

In the hallway, Hu Yuheng tucked the paper with "Zeng Zhiyuan" written on it into a folder, then picked up his phone and dialed Chen Yuanda's number:

"Director Chen, Gu Huaiyuan has spoken."

He implicated his former superior, the former provincial party secretary—Zeng Zhiyuan.