The air seed to freeze.
Su Xiaong’s words left Lu Ping’s mind blank in an instant.
In a mont, the world spun around, and countless clues she had suspected yet overlooked surged towards her like waves.
Occasionally, when walking on the street, she felt like soone was following her. Sitting in a café, she felt a gaze on her. Sotis, troubles she encountered were solved the next day...
All these signs and traces have now ford a clear and defined conclusion in her mind.
It wasn’t her imagination, it wasn’t a dream, it wasn’t her being overly suspicious...
Lu Ping widened her eyes, the countless mories that ca flooding back into her mind rendered her expression wooden and dazed...
Wu Yu swallowed, a young man with a maturity beyond his years, his face full of shock and bewildernt,
"Su... President Su... what, what did you say?"
"Your father is not dead."
"Impossible!"
Wu Yu’s features twisted together, his face turning crimson with anger, and he shouted,
"Absolutely impossible! President Su, this kind of joke is not funny at all!"
"..."
Su Xiaong quietly watched Wu Yu, understanding sowhat the turmoil in his heart.
"If he were alive, how could he not appear? If he were alive, how could he let mom suffer like this?!"
Indeed...
If alive, how could he bear not to appear?
Didn’t she uncover Eric’s lie with the sa resentnt and disappointnt to be by Yin Shixiu’s side?
"Xiao Yu, do you want to know the answer?"
"Of course I want to know! I need to know rather than just wanting to!"
Such a simple sentence, Wu Yu almost roared it out.
The young man felt imnse shock and incomprehension in his heart. Regardless of the reasons, fifteen years was indeed too long a ti...
A person’s life is rely a few decades if short, and a hundred years at most...
Fifteen years...
That man, that man...
Lu Ping, unlike her son, did not question Su Xiaong about the truth of the matter; she just slowly covered her mouth with her hand...
Tears stread down her face in large droplets.
Murmuring in an indistinct tone,
"I knew it, I could feel it, why didn’t I insist on believing my feelings... I could feel him beside , he was right beside ... sob sob..."
Lu Ping was trembling all over.
For a mont, Su Xiaong’s eyes reddened too.
"Why! Why him!"
Wu Yu continued to question Su Xiaong, who looked at him seriously,
"Be patient. Let us bring your father to live in the open through proper legal channels. Then, I believe, the man who has been silently protecting you two will give you a proper explanation."
"..."
The shock on Wu Yu’s face still hadn’t subsided.
His mind kept replaying Su Xiaong’s words...
Wu Yao, is not dead.
The words cycled over and over, nearly driving him mad.
"Then where is he now?"
Wu Yu quickly asked.
"When the ti is right, he will definitely appear. He only asked to tell you this news as he doesn’t have the courage to face you and your mother because he owes too much."
"Sob sob sob..."
Lu Ping cried sorrowfully, curling up more and more, wanting to shrink into a ball.
Wu Yu’s clenched fists suddenly loosened, and all the strength seed to drain from his body as he collapsed onto the sofa...
At this mont, Xiaong’s phone rang; it was her little uncle calling.
"Little uncle..."
"Where are you now?"
"I am at Lu Ping and her son’s house."
"Leave Lu Ping’s house imdiately, Wu Rong is heading there now, don’t run into him."
Bai Sidong hastily told Su Xiaong over the phone.
Xiaong raised her eyebrows and quickly responded,
"Okay, I understand, little uncle, does it an..."
"Yes, the arrest warrant has been issued. We went to Wu Rong’s ho but he wasn’t there. His wife said he went to Lu Ping’s house. To prevent him from escaping, the police already have his wife and children under control."
Su Xiaong pressed her lips tightly together, her fists clenching unconsciously, and her heart filled with fiery passion.
Finally... it’s ti.
"He left a while ago, quickly leave Lu Ping’s house. Understand? Then inform Lu Ping and her son, if Wu Rong cos, don’t alert him, Wu Rong should... Xiaong..."
Bai Sidong stopped halfway.
Even over the phone, he heard the doorbell ringing.
Su Xiaong looked at the closed door,
"Little uncle... it’s too late, we’re bound to run into him."
Bai Sidong, in a police car, frowned upon hearing this, "Avoid eting him, even if you have to hide."
Years of experience in executing arrest missions taught Bai Sidong that not all criminals would willingly offer their hands for cuffing.
And those who resist arrest will do anything in their desperate struggles.
Wu Rong still doesn’t know that an arrest warrant has been issued against him and the arrest operation was carried out secretly.
If Su Xiaong and Wu Rong confronted each other at Lu Ping’s house, it would definitely complicate matters.
"...Okay."
Su Xiaong acknowledged, hung up, looked seriously at Lu Ping and her son, and whispered,
"The arrest warrant for Wu Rong has been issued. The person ringing the doorbell outside is most probably Wu Rong. He doesn’t know he’s about to be arrested."
Lu Ping and Wu Yu both showed a flash of astonishnt.
Wu Rong is about to be arrested?
How could that be possible?
Just based on that lengthy blog post?
Wasn’t that lengthy blog post...
"There’s no ti to explain the details now. Anyway, try to keep him calm and stall him if possible, avoid confrontation, okay?"
"...Oh."
Lu Ping replied.
Su Xiaong looked at Lu Ping worriedly, not expecting Wu Rong to be so reckless and co to see them now.
Just monts prior, Lu Ping had learned her husband was not dead, and now she had to face Wu Rong as if nothing had happened.
Su Xiaong wasn’t sure if Lu Ping could keep her emotions in check...
But...
"Xiao Yu, put away everything on the table in the kitchen. Wu Rong is very shrewd. Last ti he was unguarded, so he didn’t notice . This ti he will definitely be prepared."
Wu Yu quickly nodded and hurriedly removed the tea from the coffee table.
Su Xiaong grabbed the remote and turned on the TV.
A mother and son watching TV and eating fruit at ho should seem normal.
Instead of hiding in Wu Yu’s bedroom, Xiaong hid behind the heavy curtains of the floor-to-ceiling window leading to the balcony.
Being naturally petite, once hidden, she was undetectable from the outside.
Lu Ping spread out her hair, hoping it would help conceal any emotion she failed to repress.
The doorbell rang incessantly, reflecting the impatience of the person outside.
Wu Rong hesitated, wondering if Lu Ping and Wu Yu were not at ho?
But the recent online live stream showed that the mother and son had just returned ho.
Just as deeper suspicions arose in his heart, the door opened from the inside, and Lu Ping glanced at him before averting her gaze and saying,
"You ca."
Wu Rong walked in, instinctively looking around, feeling sothing off about the ambiance.
"What are you doing at ho?"
"Watching TV with Xiao Yu."
Lu Ping walked back to the sofa without looking at Wu Rong again.
Wu Rong narrowed his eyes, sensing that Lu Ping’s deanor and emotions seed unusual.
"You still have the mood to watch TV now?"
Wu Rong couldn’t help but ask, a hint of impatient sarcasm in his words.
Lu Ping sat upright on the sofa, letting out a soft snort,
"Why wouldn’t I have the mood to watch TV?"
Wu Rong had already approached, facing her reddened eyes,
"You... cried?"
Lu Ping stared intently at Wu Rong...
She wanted to straightforwardly ask him what role her brother-in-law played in framing and ruining Wu Yao...
Her gaze on him... felt like looking at a criminal, a colossal scoundrel...
Wu Rong thought as much.
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