A second chance with my billionaire husband

Chapter 2125: Chapter 513: Probably Gone Mad, Might as Well Destroy Everything

Huang Wenqing never expected that Liang Taisheng would actually abandon her and make her take the fall for Liang Wenwan. Although she wasn’t completely innocent, she was not resigned. Liang Taisheng, that beast, cared nothing for their marital ties, and since he was so heartless, he shouldn’t blame her for being unrighteous.

"Someone, I want to make a complaint, I want to report!"

Huang Wenqing shouted at the top of her lungs, determined not to stop until she achieved her goal.

"What are you shouting for? Be quiet." The iron door was knocked, followed by a policeman’s stern voice.

"I want to report Liang Taisheng, he’s evading taxes, engaging in illegal fundraising, and embezzling public funds... arrest him now...."

"Officer Deng...."

Deng Ronghua sneered, "It’s really a dog-eat-dog situation, full of hair in the mouth."

"First, go investigate, talk only after obtaining evidence."

Whether they were business people or officials, none had clean hands. But since they had crossed his path, he might as well catch as many as he could. It was a kind of service for the people.

When the news reached Liang Taisheng’s ears, he swept everything off his office desk in a fit of rage, cursing through clenched teeth, "This bitch...."

"Boss Liang, indeed some officials have come to audit us these past two days. Fortunately, we’ve always been cautious, but we can’t keep going on like this. Do you think we should...." He gestured upwards. Usually, in such matters, seeking someone higher up, as long as you show enough sincerity, would let them turn a blind eye.

"There’s no other way, arrange a meeting with Director Zhang for me at Huamao Restaurant tonight, and also bring out the antique vase from my safe." He paused then said, "Find a pure girl from the university to send over as well."

This Director Zhang was particularly amusing, trying to imitate the intellectuals’ cultured taste while unable to suppress the greed in his bones. Both paths had to be pursued equally.

The secretary nodded in acknowledgment then paused and asked, "What about Madam?"

Liang Taisheng’s eyes widened in anger, "What about her? Let her rot in prison for all I care."

The secretary quickly turned and left.

The sound of things being smashed came from behind.

Liang Taisheng was disappointed when Director Zhang politely declined his invitation citing busy affairs. Even when Liang Taisheng personally went to visit, he was refused entry. He soon realized something was amiss and instructed his secretary to investigate, while he sought other connections.

Since returning, Liang Wenwan hadn’t left her room, eating or drinking nothing, resembling a living corpse.

Two days later, on the day of Zhuang Fanxing’s funeral, she got up early, changed into a set of black clothes, which made her appear even more pale and withdrawn. Her thin body was like a trembling white lotus in the wind, stirring pity.

Xiao Hong looked sadly at the woman descending from the second floor. In such a short time, she seemed like a completely different person. Was this still the graceful and elegant young lady she knew?

Her face bore no smile, her expressionless demeanor invoked fear.

Liang Wenwan sat at the dining table, picked up chopsticks and ate silently. Halfway through her meal, she glanced up at the lavish yet empty villa and asked softly, "Where is Dad?"

Calling him "Dad" was sickening in her heart.

She forced the food down her throat, suppressing the discomfort in her stomach.

"Sir hasn’t returned since he brought you back yesterday, probably busy with the company." Xiao Hong replied respectfully.

Liang Wenwan put down her chopsticks, picked up a napkin to wipe her mouth, went back upstairs to make a call, and only then discovered that the company had fallen into crisis, being investigated.

She raised an eyebrow; the company also contained her efforts, but its downfall brought her no pain, only a sense of delight, thinking she probably had gone mad.

Such dirty, ugly things, better to let them be destroyed.

Gazing at her reflection in the mirror, her face was thin and pale, the worry between her eyebrows evoked endless pity. She smiled at the mirror, turned, and went out the door.

Zhuang Fanxing’s memorial service was held at the funeral home. The hall was solemnly arranged, the black and white decor creating an oppressive atmosphere that made it hard to breathe. The center was adorned with photographs of Zhuang Fanxing during her lifetime. The woman in the photo was gentle and beautiful, possessing a grace and composure honed by time. Her gentle smile seemed to soothe all pain and unease, her clear and bright eyes looking serenely at the world.

Ruan Songxi, dressed in mourning, knelt in the most prominent position, followed by Zhuang Xiyue and Yan Nanmo, with Yun Ya and Yan Song by their side, and Yan Ke kneeling beside Yun Ya. Zhuang Xiyue was filled with grief, her tears never ceasing.

Those who came to pay their respects were close friends with Ruan Songxi and her son, expressing sorrow and offering condolences to Ruan Songxi.

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