Chapter 738 - 650: Ruthless and Unyielding, Life and Death Struggle

Chapter 738: Chapter 650: Ruthless and Unyielding, Life and Death Struggle

The brief yet touching scene of "tenderness" was like a drop of water in boiling oil, erupting with the loudest noise before quickly settling into silence.

Wang Xinfa didn’t linger long, truly embodying his motto of "work first."

With a fatherly smile, he bid farewell to Madam Li and his son, then briskly departed the villa.

The faction officials who accompanied him followed suit like the retreating tide, leaving the once lively house empty and cold.

Li Hanyu stood under the porch, playing the role of a virtuous wife and mother, escorting guests to the door one by one.

Her gaze followed Wang Xinfa’s silhouette until he bent down and entered the black car, a lingering look of reluctance on her face.

Lu Chenjia also didn’t stay long. Standing at the door, he gave Li Hanyu a deep look and left a thought-provoking remark:

"Supervisor Li, take care of Prison Director Qian. If you need any help later, you can come to the group to find me."

Lu Chenjia didn’t address her as Madam Li but called her Supervisor Li, her title at Celestial Light Capital. The crucial point was, Lu Chenjia used to call Qian Huan directly by his name, but now he referred to him as Prison Director Qian.

They are all seasoned players immersed in the power field, and all the subtleties and deals were hidden in these name changes and this seemingly caring promise.

Lu Chenjia believed that Li Hanyu understood.

The expression on Li Hanyu’s face changed instantly; the feigned longing quickly faded, replaced with a mix of gratitude and a knowing realization.

She slightly bowed, humbly, but her voice was clear and firm:

"President Lu, your care has touched both my son and me deeply. Once things settle at home, I will personally visit the group to express my gratitude to President Lu."

With a smile, Lu Chenjia left, turning to sit inside the waiting luxury car.

Inside the car, silence reigned, while the secretary in the front row slightly turned, speaking with a hint of hesitation:

"President Lu, the security team stationed at Li Hanyu’s side hasn’t been withdrawn yet."

Due to the major case at Jade Garden, before Lu Chenjia’s arrival, the plan was to withdraw the security team deployed with Li Hanyu.

But now...

Lu Chenjia did not immediately respond. He slowly turned his head, his gaze penetrating the dark one-way glass, looking at Li Hanyu, who was still seeing them off at the door.

After pondering for a moment, he said softly:

"No need to withdraw them. On the contrary, tomorrow morning, contact Li Hanyu directly and ask if she needs to strengthen security."

This was also a test, akin to today’s repeated probing of Wang Xinfa inside the house.

Lu Chenjia wanted to use the "security issue" as a pretext to gauge the mother and son’s position, testing not only their willingness to side with him but also their sincerity in cooperation.

The secretary, who had stayed in the car, didn’t follow along into the villa, so up to this point, he was still unclear about what had transpired inside.

The secretary immediately responded:

"Understood, President Lu. I’ll contact Li Hanyu promptly at nine tomorrow morning to properly arrange the security issue."

The car remained silent for a few seconds before the driver started the vehicle, smoothly departing from Jade Garden.

The caution tape at the entrance, seemingly alive, lay quietly on the ground, submissively allowing the heavy wheels to roll over it, leaving a few gray smudges on its "face."

The secretary seemed to be weighing his words carefully, ultimately speaking softly and tentatively:

"President Lu, if I may ask, did something happen inside the villa just now? I noticed Mr. Wang’s face didn’t look too good when he left."

Lu Chenjia didn’t hide it, a slight mocking smile playing at the corner of his mouth:

"Wang Xinfa has had a smooth career journey over the years, to the point where he’s neglected the art of ’Qi cultivation.’ Even you noticed his expression?"

The secretary quickly shook his head, saying:

"You overestimate me, President Lu. I didn’t observe it directly. Although Mr. Wang’s facial expression seemed normal, I deduced it from the sound of his footsteps, which were heavier than usual, as if he was suppressing some anger."

Lu Chenjia raised an eyebrow slightly, finding it a first to discover his secretary’s keen sense of hearing.

He neither confirmed nor denied, casually unraveling the mystery:

"Nothing too significant, just that Qian Huan woke up and, quite emotionally, acknowledged Member of Parliament Wang as his father in front of everyone. Ha—"

The secretary was momentarily stunned, then a hint of understanding emerged in his eyes.

He realized where President Lu’s difficult-to-define pleased demeanor stemmed from.

As President Lu’s secretary, if he couldn’t claim to see through all President Lu’s thoughts, he wasn’t far from being like a worm in his gut.

Over the years, despite multiple collaborations with Member of Parliament Wang that seemed generally pleasant,

This superficial "pleasantness" never signified deepened friendship, nor did it signify accumulated trust.

Quite the opposite!

Each seemingly "pleasant" collaboration inevitably bred new misunderstandings, suspicion, and power struggle fractures.

It was like two giant snakes entwining each other in darkness, each seemingly intimate twist leaving deeper grooves on the other.

By now, these fractures likely have grown to a size capable of swallowing the other’s entire wealth and life.

The secretary wisely refrained from continuing the discussion on Member of Parliament Wang, instead catching another crucial point, he asked with suspicion:

"Previously, Li Hanyu came to the group a few times and even specially visited the memory uploading engineering lab on Level B3 seeking solutions for Qian Huan’s awakening, yet all efforts were to no avail.

Unexpectedly... Qian Huan suddenly woke up on his own?"

Lu Chenjia’s gaze turned to the colossal shadow overhead in Upper City, as if speaking to himself but with a deep insight: