Chapter 742 - 652: Destiny Is Smiling Upon Us

Chapter 742: Chapter 652: Destiny Is Smiling Upon Us

Li Hanyu’s face still wore a warm smile, but her voice grew colder by the inch:

"First thing, send those three beautiful ladies home. Ensure their safety and see to it they arrive smoothly at their residence. Conduct covert surveillance near their homes. If..."

She deliberately emphasized the word "if," a trace of icy coldness flashing in her eyes,

"if someone attempts to kidnap or harm them, you don’t need to rescue them. I just need you to capture the scene, clearly and completely. Can you do it?"

Liu Yi and Song Ping’an responded in perfect sync, without any hesitation, they said in unison:

"Rest assured, Ma’am."

"Good."

Li Hanyu nodded slightly, showing satisfaction with their straightforward answer.

Then, she reached into the inner pocket of her clothes and took out a palm-sized notebook.

Apparently, this notebook was prepared in advance and had always been carried close to her.

She passed the small notebook towards Liu Yi’s direction and instructed:

"The second thing, this notebook contains a list of the construction team.

It records detailed information of each one of them — names, addresses, family situations, daily activity tracks... all the information you need is in it."

Li Hanyu’s voice was without a ripple, as if discussing what dishes to have for dinner:

"I need every person on the list to die unexpectedly within three days. Can it be done?"

Liu Yi received the notebook with both hands, opened it casually and leafed through. The notebook had about a dozen people’s information and photos, looking just like an ordinary construction team.

By the way, all the words in the notebook were printed, not a single hand-written stroke.

Liu Yi immediately guessed that this should be some sort of silencing operation, but he didn’t ask a single word more, only carefully pocketed the notebook that carried more than a dozen human lives.

When he looked up again, his voice was deeper than before:

"Rest assured, Ma’am!"

Song Ping’an, standing by, didn’t even glance at the notebook. Seeing Liu Yi agree, he also unhesitatingly echoed:

"Rest assured, Ma’am!"

Li Hanyu was extremely satisfied and continued:

"Then there’s the third thing, and it’s also the most important thing.

I need you to spread the news that Prison Director Qian will soon be returning to everyone inside the Second Prison, so everyone knows that Prison Director Qian is recovering and coming back.

Moreover, I want you to make urgent renovations in the prison director’s office... To make it safer and more suitable for my son when he returns to work."

These three instructions were interconnected, forming an invisible web.

In fact, they should have been entrusted to Feng Mu to handle, but since Feng Mu was dispatched by Hou Wendong, giving these tasks to the two of them was tantamount to entrusting them to Feng Mu as well, just the same.

After the last task was stated, Liu Yi and Song Ping’an did not respond immediately. They almost simultaneously looked at Prison Director Qian in the fish tank, an indescribable joy appearing on their faces.

Li Hanyu saw it all and thought to herself:

"Here it is again, this kind of uncontrollable natural expression, these two are indeed my son’s loyal men."

In the fish tank, Qian Huan was also struck by the emotional change that erupted from the two.

He hadn’t seen the scene in the hallway before, so he wasn’t psychologically prepared for the heartfelt welcome and anticipation that the two showed, striking his heart fiercely.

An indescribable warmth and immense sense of achievement surged in Qian Huan’s heart instantly:

"I never thought... as the prison director in the Second Prison, I’m so deeply cherished by people!"

Liu Yi and Song Ping’an hadn’t completely figured out the vast scheme of the minister, but the most crucial point was clear—Prison Director Qian’s "awakening" and "return" were entirely orchestrated and promoted by the minister.

Accidents? Absolutely impossible!!!

At this moment, they no longer had any resistance towards Qian Huan’s return.

Since everything was under the minister’s control, the so-called "usurpation" naturally became groundless.

Prison Director Qian couldn’t be dethroned, so, Qian Huan’s return could only mean...

Liu Yi and Song Ping’an’s minds were wandering, their tone excited as they said:

"Rest assured, Ma’am and Prison Director Qian!!!"

Liu Yi and Song Ping’an quickly left the villa, bringing the three beautiful ladies along as they departed.

After they left, Li Hanyu relocked the door.

Almost the instant the lock clicked, the calmness she had meticulously maintained on her face shattered, replaced by a deep, extreme bitterness.

She abruptly tore open the sleeve on one side of her shoulder, revealing a few clearly visible finger marks on her originally fair and smooth shoulder skin.

The finger marks were deep purple and dark, edges swollen high as if clamped fiercely by a burning hot branding iron, with the capillaries underneath all broken, bruises spreading like hideous cobwebs, almost bursting that thin layer of skin.

Li Hanyu silently walked to the table on the side and opened the white medical box.

She picked up a cotton swab, dipped it full with cold disinfectant alcohol, without any hesitation, pressed directly onto the center of those purple-black finger marks.

"Hiss..."

An extremely suppressed gasp escaped from her tightly pressed lips, her body tensed instantly, her knuckles turning white from the pressure, yet she forcibly swallowed back the subsequent anguish.

She continued silently, using the cotton swab to wipe those hideous wounds over and over, then applying cool ointment over them.

This silent endurance, like a scorching hot brand, burned fiercely on Qian Huan’s heart in the fish tank.