If you don't consummate the marriage for three years and then marry a successful educated youth

The dean met those sinister eyes and was so frightened that his legs went weak and he knelt on the ground, hurriedly begging for mercy: "No, no, I won't dare to do it again. I will definitely work for you honestly."

"Please don't kill me, please."

Xie Yan smiled, walked over and reached out to help the person up: "Dean, why are you shaking? Did you have a nightmare? I'm always a kind person, I would never kill someone."

"If you saw something you shouldn't have seen, then you must be having a nightmare. Take good care of my ex-wife, don't let anyone run away, and keep her medication on. It's actually better if she goes crazy."

"She lost her only father and will never have children again. Rather than living in pain, it's better to forget everything and live happily. Don't you think so, Dean?"

Upon hearing this, the dean felt a chill run down his spine. This man was so cruel to his own wife, yet he spoke with such concern. This was even more terrifying than if he had actually killed her.

He hurriedly lowered his head and replied, "Yes, yes, I remember. Don't worry, we will keep a close eye on her and will never let her have a chance to leave in this lifetime. As for her going crazy, we will administer the medication little by little."

"If this goes on for too long, the nerves will be damaged, and the person will go completely insane, becoming like a child with the intelligence of a few years old. They will no longer pose a threat to you."

Xie Yan raised an eyebrow: "Threatening? She doesn't have that ability. I just can't bear to see her suffer. I want her to forget some things and live the rest of her days happily."

"Alright, Dean, I won't disturb your work anymore. And don't even think about finding my people. You won't find them, and even if you do, I can replace you."

"I like to reason with people and I would never kill someone. Do you think someone with a broken leg could still be the dean?"

The dean shuddered, instantly understanding his meaning. This was a blatant threat. Did he dare to confront him head-on? No, he still had family. This madman was capable of anything.

With her head bowed and trembling, she said, "I understand, I've remembered everything, don't worry."

I looked down and listened to the footsteps gradually fading away. I slowly exhaled and felt cold sweat all over my body. I sat down on the ground as if I had been pulled away, not even bothering to wipe the cold sweat from my face.

The nurse came in, was taken aback when she saw the situation, and quickly reached out to help him up: "Director, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell, or has something happened?"

The hospital director shook his head: "It's alright, I'm fine. Just help me to sit over there. Be careful in ward number six, and just take the medication as usual."

"Yes, that person is here again. What does he want? Isn't that his wife? Everyone says they have a great relationship. Why would he send her here?"

"Don't be curious about those things. The more you know, the faster you'll die. There are some people you can't mess with, especially those who have means, power, connections, and money."

The nurse nodded: "Okay, I've got it."

"Hoo hoo, I'm going to check on ward number six."

The dean pushed open the door and came in alone. Looking at the person struggling, he said, "Don't move. You can't break free. I came here to talk to you."

"Have you ever been to a cave that was like a laboratory, with the smell of disinfectant everywhere?"

Chen Jinshu frowned deeply: "What do you mean? I don't understand. What laboratory disinfectant? How could I possibly know about such a place?"

"Hmm, so you didn't know either. I tried to take the valuables you gave me and got caught. Do you know where he took me? A cave laboratory."

"I...I saw...a scene you can't even imagine, it was terrifying. Do you know he killed people?"

"What?"

The dean observed her reaction and sighed, "Well, it seems you don't know anything. No wonder your Chen family has been drained dry like this. It turns out you don't know anything at all."

"You don't even know what your bed partner looks like. In that cave, I saw a corpse and your husband having his blood drawn. Those bags of blood were put into a special box and taken away."

"There's a stench of corpses. He must have taken a lot of lives, but I don't know why he's never been exposed. You didn't know anything about it?"

Chen Jinshu stared at him with wide eyes: "I don't understand what you're talking about. No way, how could he kill someone? What cave blood bag? How much do you know about that?"

The dean shook his head, still shaken: "I don't know. I was knocked unconscious and taken there. They drew my blood, and I saw some things. Then I was sent out."

"How can you not understand your man at all? How did he climb the ranks so quickly? Even if he spent money, it shouldn't be possible. Think about it again."

"I don't know, I really don't know what you're talking about."

"Ugh, what a useless person. I was hoping you might have some clues. If I could catch him red-handed, maybe I wouldn't have to keep being threatened and manipulated by him."

After saying that, he got up and left, leaving Chen Jinshu alone, sitting blankly on the bed as if he had lost his soul.

*

The assistant rushed over and called out, "Hey, boss, wait a minute! We've been notified that there's a meeting, so you can't leave right now."

"...!!"

Xie Yan's smile faded slightly: "What kind of meeting?"

"I don't know. They just notified me that there was something urgent, but I don't know what it is. You should go and take a look; don't keep the leaders waiting."

"Okay, I understand."

The assistant waited at the door. An hour later, the meeting ended, and the leader came out with a smile on his face, but the coldness in his eyes was almost overflowing.

"Boss, are you alright?"

Xie Yan shook his head: "It's nothing. I was ordered to go on a business trip to Haicheng to reorganize the West District and handle things there before I come back."

"This trip will probably take at least three months, and possibly up to six months. It's awful."

The assistant was taken aback: "Huh?"

What did the leader just say? Damn it? Who deserves to die? No, impossible. How could such a gentle person like the leader say something like that? I must have misheard.

Xie Yan suppressed his fluctuating emotions, took out the sleeper ticket, wanted to tear it up, but couldn't bear to, and put it in his wallet: "It's okay, you can go home early."

"I'm going back to pack my things. I'm leaving tomorrow. Keep an eye on things here. Contact me if anything happens. I'll give you my phone number when I get there."

"Yes, I understand, sir."

Once the assistant and the others had walked away, he finally let out a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "Sigh, everyone says the boss is easy to talk to, so why do I feel so much pressure in front of him?"

"I was almost scared to death, but luckily the boss is going to be gone for a long time this time, hehe."