Chapter 745 - 653: All Power Should Be Given to Feng Mu, Let Him Be the One..._2

Chapter 745: Chapter 653: All Power Should Be Given to Feng Mu, Let Him Be the One..._2

Qian Huan pondered for a moment, carefully remembering his mother’s words, and replied:

"Mom, I understand what you mean, I will push Feng Mu to the front just like I trust my own extended limbs.

He is my shield, protecting me from overt and covert attacks; he is my sharp sword, clearing obstacles in my path."

Seeing her son finally understand, Li Hanyu’s tense expression slightly relaxed.

However, before that trace of relief even reached her eyes, she seemed to think of something again, her face turned gloomy once more, and her voice lowered, emitting an eerie chill as she continued:

"You must be on high alert against one person, but remember, on the surface, you must show him the greatest trust and kindness.

Treat him just like Feng Mu, or even more ’intimately,’ so he feels you have no reservations toward him!"

Qian Huan was caught off guard by his mother’s sudden sinister tone and starkly different instructions, his pupils constricting, full of shock and doubt:

"Mom? Who are you talking about?"

Li Hanyu clenched her teeth, coldly squeezing out a name through her teeth—"Wang Cong."

She stared at her son’s shocked face, and continued to supplement:

"Huan’Er, there’s something I forgot to tell you before.

Just less than an hour after your explosion and coma, while I was still waiting anxiously outside the operating room, Wang Cong, whom you personally promoted and regarded as a confidant, had already eagerly thrown himself at Lu Chenjia’s feet.

Wagging his tail and grinning, he went to seek the bone rewards from his new master.

This person is ambitious and would never be content in a subordinate position, an ungrateful white-eyed wolf indeed."

Qian Huan’s face turned as dark as ink, and after trusting Wang Cong so much before, even wanting to push him to the forefront, is this how he repays me?

Indeed, Wang Cong was never to be trusted from the beginning.

Wang Cong had betrayed Feng Mu back then, and now, naturally, he would betray me too.

Comparing the two, Feng Mu is consistently loyal, while Wang Cong’s betrayal is inevitable as one leads to the next.

This time, Qian Huan didn’t need his mother’s prompting, he understood Li Hanyu’s meaning and said:

"Mom, I get it, I will pretend not to know, and continue to trust Wang Cong."

Seeing her son understanding her words, Li Hanyu said solemnly:

"It wrongs my son, but at this moment, trusting Wang Cong is like trusting President Lu, although Wang Cong is hateful, the revenge can wait.

The urgent priority is to unite everyone who can be united to help us deal with Wang Xinfa, this cannibalistic tiger."

A flash of viciousness appeared in Qian Huan’s eyes, which he forcibly suppressed. He looked down suddenly, taking a deep gulp of the salty and murky fish tank liquid, as if to swallow down the surging hatred.

When he raised his head again, the smile on his face mixed with water stains, carrying an almost hideous "affection":

"Mom, please, call Wang Cong for me now! He is my ’most relied upon’ confidant! I just opened my eyes, and there’s a pile of urgent matters, all relying on him."

Li Hanyu watched her son instantly get into character, a look of gratification piled up at the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

Over these years, she had indeed successfully educated her son.

"Alright, Mom will call Wang Cong for you right away."

As she responded, she deftly took out her phone and dialed.

The call was almost connected the moment it was dialed, as if the person on the other end had long been holding their breath waiting.

Wang Cong’s overly enthusiastic, even slightly sycophantic trembling voice impatiently burst forth:

"Madam! You called me? I was just about to call you to report! I heard the warden has woken up? What great news! I’m already on my way!

The gas pedal is almost stepped into the fuel tank, I’ll be there soon, very soon!"

The tone in the phone was extremely eager, as if he had never betrayed, still Qian Huan’s loyal watchdog.

Li Hanyu held the phone, her fingertips icy cold, yet her heart was filled with a biting sarcasm, her voice feigning a touched tone:

"Yes, Huan’Er just woke up, still weak, but the first name he mentioned was yours, saying there were urgent matters to entrust to you.

Come quickly... be sure to ’drive safely’ on the way."

This call didn’t surprise Li Hanyu; though Wang Cong had a villainous persona, that thick-skinned, opportunistic ability and adaptability were indeed "not ordinary."

Li Hanyu expressionlessly cut off the call, sharing a tacit glance with her son by the fish tank.

Then she took a small spare phone from her pocket, deftly pried open the back cover, removed the SIM card inside, and without looking, "snap," she snapped it forcefully with her thumbnail, quickly replacing it with a new unregistered card.

The whole process flowed smoothly, taking only a few seconds, and she dialed a number that was memorized by heart without hesitation.

The call was to Lou Duan.

Right now, at this deadlock, she urgently needed to drag Lou Duan into the water... no, she had to express "sincere gratitude" again to this "ally," and "sincerely" delve into how to continue "living and dying together."

A trace of cold calculation appeared in Li Hanyu’s eyes.

Since the previous "heartfelt living and dying together" act had worked, making Lou Duan willingly step in...

Then, giving him another bowl of the same poisonous wine would surely make him drink it and finally thirst for more, right?!!

......

In the study, only a desk lamp was on, the dim yellow halo barely dispelling a small area of darkness around the desk, yet casting Lou Duan’s form long onto the bookshelf behind him, like a sinner nailed to a cross awaiting judgment.

Lou Duan sat forlorn in the large leather swivel chair. He hadn’t slept, nor did he feel sleepy.

The bloodshot eyes resembled cracks on a dried riverbed, occasionally glancing at the computer screen, its light coldly caressing his face worn by long nights, sketching an intense exhaustion and haggardness.

The pressure during this time was indeed too great for him, hoping that after tonight, he could catch a few breaths temporarily.

In the center of the computer screen, an oddly shaped icon stood motionless—a stylized Libra scale with slightly tilted pans.

And at this moment, at the bottom right corner of this eerie Libra icon, a tiny green checkmark was flashing clearly and coldly.

Clicking on the checkmark, a concise backstage prompt leapt to the fore:

[Task: Delivery-Status: Completed!]

Lou Duan had no doubt about the website’s credibility.

This was derived not only from the astounding power the website had shown in the past, but also because just a few hours ago, that probing call from Li Hanyu.

Although Li Hanyu’s tone on the phone was quite calm, from her indirect questions, Lou Duan understood perfectly well.

He knew at that moment; the call was a query from Zuo Bai through Li Hanyu’s mouth; Zuo Bai must be right beside Li Hanyu then.

Lou Duan knew that Zuo Bai visiting Li Hanyu’s house was definitely not voluntary, it had to be the website’s doing.

And the website, after several incidents, had gradually become Lou Duan’s biggest trump card now.

He certainly couldn’t disclose his trump card to anyone, hanging up the phone after just a few words.

At that time, Lou Duan was extremely excited, as if high-purity Awakening Liquid had been injected directly into his veins.

Despite his confidence in the website, when Zuo Bai was actually delivered like cargo to Li Hanyu, he couldn’t quite believe it.

This was crazy!

Understand, his previous tasks were all about killing, and before killing, nearly exhaustive information was always given.

The website only needed to go to the designated location, and there was a high probability they could kill the person.

But this time, it was completely different; his data on Zuo Bai was almost entirely pieced together from fragmented publicly available online information, pitifully sparse.

He didn’t know where Zuo Bai himself was hiding, but even so, the website still completed the task punctually.

The information this divulged was enough to prove the website’s unfathomability, not just in killing but in all other aspects too.

Perhaps, killing was only the simplest and most wasteful use of the website; it should be applied to more meaningful matters...