C213 Heartbreak

Whether I regret it or not, I don't know. But I do know that I cannot sever ties with Qian Guang yet, nor can I cooperate with Tian Bin. He's a good officer; as long as I become an informant, he will protect me. However, Qian Guang is not easy to deal with. If I cannot defeat him, my demise will be far more than a simple death.

Even if I were to vanquish Qian Guang, I doubt my fate would improve. Until I have complete control of the situation, I can trust no one, make no promises, and reveal no secrets. I can only endure; if I cannot endure, I will die. This is my current destiny.

Upon my arrival, the usual procedures were unavoidable: interrogation, detention, fines...

I was detained for fifteen days and fined twenty thousand yuan.

While incarcerated, I did not suffer the legendary abuse. Many brothers were imprisoned alongside me, along with men assigned by Qian Guang, so I was safe. However, during those fifteen days, my greatest concern was my mother and Xuan Ling. I had never been unreachable for fifteen days before.

Yet, my heart remained tranquil. Those fifteen days in detention were a period of profound introspection; quiet contemplation often leaves a lasting impression.

Imprisonment—a caged freedom. The possibility of spending my life behind bars exists, but I cannot afford regret or fear. I must persevere on my chosen path, avoiding the sordid temptations. A clear conscience fears no shadow; only by upholding my principles can I avoid further incarceration...

Fifteen days passed swiftly, and I was released. Stepping out of the detention center, I saw Malan, Wang Gui, and Zhao Kui waiting. Upon seeing me emerge, they rushed towards me.

"Brother Fei, you're out! Come on, let's get a bath...wash away the bad luck," Wang Gui said.

I smiled, glancing at Malan. She approached, stroking my head, and remarked, "Your shaved head looks much more spirited."

I touched my three-inch stubble, similar to Malan's. My hair had been shorn again; this long hair will be difficult to regrow.

We got into the car, heading towards Tengchong's hot spring resort. At Old Seven's resort, the three of us disrobed and entered the hot spring pool. As I reclined against the stone wall, I felt immense comfort and relaxation.

At that moment, I heard Wang Gui whistle. Looking up, I saw Malan, clad in a very alluring bikini. She approached, entered the water, glared at Wang Gui, and said, "Get out of here; I need to talk to my big brother."

The two men obediently moved to another pool, their compliance largely stemming from fear...

"My father's involvement in the 'General Pot Head' affair was unexpected; I had no inkling. I was even more oblivious to his actions regarding Chen Xi. Apparently, they—father and daughter—didn't hold me in high regard. Such a significant event, and I was the last to know. Why such blatant favoritism towards his daughter?" Malan said, her tone laced with bitterness.

I chuckled, replying, "Malan, don't say such things; it's beneath you."

Malan laughed, leaning on my shoulder. To my surprise, she said, "If only I were a proper lady, living with you like a dutiful wife. You'd earn the money, and I'd stay home, doing laundry, cooking, and raising our children. How wonderful that would be."

I laughed, amused by Malan's whimsical fantasy. "Is that even possible?" I asked.

"Of course not! Malan is destined to be the woman of a kingpin. I can't be confined to bearing children—that's for ordinary women," Malan retorted.

I fell silent for a moment. In truth, I longed for the life Malan described, but we were both marginalized figures, at the mercy of others, devoid of agency.

"Oh, I heard Qian Guang gave you the ownership of the Ruili World Nightclub as compensation for the eighty million, is that true?" Malan inquired.

I nodded. Malan looked at me, saying, "So, is my sister's matter settled?"

I looked at Malan; her eyes clearly conveyed her unwillingness to let it go. Smiling, I said, "Let's keep things separate. Just because she repaid the debt doesn't mean we forgive her. We should still deal with her; after all, I'm short of cash."

Malan burst into laughter. "That's the man I adore—wicked enough! How do you plan to deal with her?"

"We'll fleece the fat sheep..." I replied.

Malan eyed me cautiously, her brow furrowed. "Is that possible? My sister, that bitch, isn't easily fooled. She probably knows about the last incident. So, fleecing her might be difficult."

"Then let's fleece your father," I suggested.

Malan clapped her hands, a touch manic. "Excellent! That'll teach him for his favoritism. Since he wouldn't lend me money, let's fleece him! His money is basically my sister's money anyway. It has nothing to do with me. Let's fleece my father!"

I found myself sighing at Malan's words. With a daughter like that, it's a wonder she hasn't been completely swindled. But it's not entirely Malan's fault; Old Seven was incredibly biased. He kept his involvement in the 'General Pot Head' affair a secret from Malan, indicating he didn't value her at all.

No wonder Malan had become so ruthless.

Malan said, "I've already sold the materials for eleven million; it's in your account."

I said, "Why didn't you keep some? I only need ten million."

"It's all the same to us. Yours is mine, but mine is still mine," Malan stated seriously.

Then, mysteriously, she said, "Want to... in the water...?"

She reached up, touching my thigh. It tickled. I glanced around; although there weren't many people, it was broad daylight, so I couldn't. I said, "Don't be shameless. I still need my reputation. If your father catches us, I'm done for. Let's keep a low profile."

As I finished, Wang Gui approached with a phone, looking apprehensive, wanting me to answer but also fearful of Malan. I immediately understood the situation and took the phone. It was Xuan Ling. I had guessed as much; she should be calling around now.

I looked at Malan and moved behind a rockery to answer the phone. "Hello, it's me..."

"Zhao Fei, you're dead! Where are you?" Xuan Ling asked.

"What's wrong? I'm in Ruili."

"Mom received a call from the police, saying you were arrested and would be detained for fifteen days. We couldn't reach you these past few days, so Mom believed it. She's been so upset she hasn't eaten properly for days. Come home quickly," Xuan Ling said anxiously.

I felt a surge of anger. Damn it! How could the police call my mother? My greatest fear was my mother learning about my activities in Ruili; it would worry her terribly.

"I understand. I'll be back immediately. Please comfort my mother for me."

"Okay, but are you alright? I'm so worried about you..." Xuan Ling said softly.

I smiled. "It was just a fight; nothing serious. I'll explain when I get back."

I hung up, seething with anger. As I turned, I saw Malan staring at me, making me feel awkward. She said, "Leaving already? Don't forget, we still have important things to do."

I was torn. "I have to go..."

Malan looked at me. "Can't I keep you?"

"Don't make this difficult for me..." I said, and went to change clothes. I knew Malan was unhappy, but I had to leave.

After changing, Zhao Kui and Wang Gui were waiting. I got in the car, and Zhao Kui drove. Wang Gui said, "Brother Fei, Sister Malan is a bit angry. She arranged a welcome banquet for you, even bought a cake, and invited many people. She was planning a big night; I even prepared dozens of condoms..."

I looked out the window, feeling a pang of guilt. Malan didn't try to keep me, didn't even mention her preparations. She had put so much effort into it, but I left without a word. I felt bad about it.

I decided to call Malan. When she answered, she said, "Go ahead, go peacefully. If anything happens, let me know. I'm here."

I was grateful; she had matured. I felt genuinely happy. "Let Sang Ling return to work; create the impression that we're about to gamble big."

"Can we replace her? That bitch makes me want to chop her up," Malan said fiercely.

"Torture her however you want, but it has to be her. Otherwise, how will your sister believe it? Once you've had your fill, Sang Ling will naturally go to your sister," I said.

Malan hung up without another word. Zhao Kui said, "Brother Fei, about that woman, I think you shouldn't trust her too much. A woman who gambles, you can't save her."

"Yeah, Brother Fei, you might not know, but while you were inside, she mortgaged the house you bought for her! I swear! If the loan sharks hadn't come looking for us, we wouldn't have known she'd gambled again and lost everything, borrowing from loan sharks. That woman..." Wang Gui grumbled.

I felt helpless. Sang Ling, I had no words.

"Who wants to save her? I just want her to atone for her actions," I said.

I didn't hate Sang Ling. She had taught me a painful lesson—not to trust women too easily. I kept her around only to recoup my losses. If she could change for the better, that would be ideal, but I doubt even she believes that's possible.

The drive from Ruili to Kunming took over four hours. Upon returning, I felt immense pressure. My greatest fear was my mother learning about my actions; I dreaded facing her disappointment. I could disregard anyone else, but not my mother's opinion. In her eyes, I've always been a good son, and she always hoped I would remain one.

I returned home and knocked. Xuan Ling opened the door. Upon seeing me, she was overjoyed, but then my mother, her face grim, appeared.

"You have the nerve to come back? Get out!"

The door slammed shut. My heart sank. I knew I had hurt my mother deeply...

A/N

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Chapter 213: Heartbreak

Whether I regret it or not, I don't know. But I do know that I cannot sever ties with Qian Guang yet, nor can I cooperate with Tian Bin. He's a good officer; as long as I become an informant, he will protect me. However, Qian Guang is not easy to deal with. If I cannot defeat him, my demise will be far more than a simple death.

Even if I were to vanquish Qian Guang, I doubt my fate would improve. Until I have complete control of the situation, I can trust no one, make no promises, and reveal no secrets. I can only endure; if I cannot endure, I will die. This is my current destiny.

Upon my arrival, the usual procedures were unavoidable: interrogation, detention, fines...

I was detained for fifteen days and fined twenty thousand yuan.

While incarcerated, I did not suffer the legendary abuse. Many brothers were imprisoned alongside me, along with men assigned by Qian Guang, so I was safe. However, during those fifteen days, my greatest concern was my mother and Xuan Ling. I had never been unreachable for fifteen days before.

Yet, my heart remained tranquil. Those fifteen days in detention were a period of profound introspection; quiet contemplation often leaves a lasting impression.

Imprisonment—a caged freedom. The possibility of spending my life behind bars exists, but I cannot afford regret or fear. I must persevere on my chosen path, avoiding the sordid temptations. A clear conscience fears no shadow; only by upholding my principles can I avoid further incarceration...

Fifteen days passed swiftly, and I was released. Stepping out of the detention center, I saw Malan, Wang Gui, and Zhao Kui waiting. Upon seeing me emerge, they rushed towards me.

"Brother Fei, you're out! Come on, let's get a bath...wash away the bad luck," Wang Gui said.

I smiled, glancing at Malan. She approached, stroking my head, and remarked, "Your shaved head looks much more spirited."

I touched my three-inch stubble, similar to Malan's. My hair had been shorn again; this long hair will be difficult to regrow.

We got into the car, heading towards Tengchong's hot spring resort. At Old Seven's resort, the three of us disrobed and entered the hot spring pool. As I reclined against the stone wall, I felt immense comfort and relaxation.

At that moment, I heard Wang Gui whistle. Looking up, I saw Malan, clad in a very alluring bikini. She approached, entered the water, glared at Wang Gui, and said, "Get out of here; I need to talk to my big brother."

The two men obediently moved to another pool, their compliance largely stemming from fear...

"My father's involvement in the 'General Pot Head' affair was unexpected; I had no inkling. I was even more oblivious to his actions regarding Chen Xi. Apparently, they—father and daughter—didn't hold me in high regard. Such a significant event, and I was the last to know. Why such blatant favoritism towards his daughter?" Malan said, her tone laced with bitterness.

I chuckled, replying, "Malan, don't say such things; it's beneath you."

Malan laughed, leaning on my shoulder. To my surprise, she said, "If only I were a proper lady, living with you like a dutiful wife. You'd earn the money, and I'd stay home, doing laundry, cooking, and raising our children. How wonderful that would be."

I laughed, amused by Malan's whimsical fantasy. "Is that even possible?" I asked.

"Of course not! Malan is destined to be the woman of a kingpin. I can't be confined to bearing children—that's for ordinary women," Malan retorted.

I fell silent for a moment. In truth, I longed for the life Malan described, but we were both marginalized figures, at the mercy of others, devoid of agency.

"Oh, I heard Qian Guang gave you the ownership of the Ruili World Nightclub as compensation for the eighty million, is that true?" Malan inquired.

I nodded. Malan looked at me, saying, "So, is my sister's matter settled?"

I looked at Malan; her eyes clearly conveyed her unwillingness to let it go. Smiling, I said, "Let's keep things separate. Just because she repaid the debt doesn't mean we forgive her. We should still deal with her; after all, I'm short of cash."

Malan burst into laughter. "That's the man I adore—wicked enough! How do you plan to deal with her?"

"We'll fleece the fat sheep..." I replied.

Malan eyed me cautiously, her brow furrowed. "Is that possible? My sister, that bitch, isn't easily fooled. She probably knows about the last incident. So, fleecing her might be difficult."

"Then let's fleece your father," I suggested.

Malan clapped her hands, a touch manic. "Excellent! That'll teach him for his favoritism. Since he wouldn't lend me money, let's fleece him! His money is basically my sister's money anyway. It has nothing to do with me. Let's fleece my father!"

I found myself sighing at Malan's words. With a daughter like that, it's a wonder she hasn't been completely swindled. But it's not entirely Malan's fault; Old Seven was incredibly biased. He kept his involvement in the 'General Pot Head' affair a secret from Malan, indicating he didn't value her at all.

No wonder Malan had become so ruthless.

Malan said, "I've already sold the materials for eleven million; it's in your account."

I said, "Why didn't you keep some? I only need ten million."

"It's all the same to us. Yours is mine, but mine is still mine," Malan stated seriously.

Then, mysteriously, she said, "Want to... in the water...?"

She reached up, touching my thigh. It tickled. I glanced around; although there weren't many people, it was broad daylight, so I couldn't. I said, "Don't be shameless. I still need my reputation. If your father catches us, I'm done for. Let's keep a low profile."

As I finished, Wang Gui approached with a phone, looking apprehensive, wanting me to answer but also fearful of Malan. I immediately understood the situation and took the phone. It was Xuan Ling. I had guessed as much; she should be calling around now.

I looked at Malan and moved behind a rockery to answer the phone. "Hello, it's me..."

"Zhao Fei, you're dead! Where are you?" Xuan Ling asked.

"What's wrong? I'm in Ruili."

"Mom received a call from the police, saying you were arrested and would be detained for fifteen days. We couldn't reach you these past few days, so Mom believed it. She's been so upset she hasn't eaten properly for days. Come home quickly," Xuan Ling said anxiously.

I felt a surge of anger. Damn it! How could the police call my mother? My greatest fear was my mother learning about my activities in Ruili; it would worry her terribly.

"I understand. I'll be back immediately. Please comfort my mother for me."

"Okay, but are you alright? I'm so worried about you..." Xuan Ling said softly.

I smiled. "It was just a fight; nothing serious. I'll explain when I get back."

I hung up, seething with anger. As I turned, I saw Malan staring at me, making me feel awkward. She said, "Leaving already? Don't forget, we still have important things to do."

I was torn. "I have to go..."

Malan looked at me. "Can't I keep you?"

"Don't make this difficult for me..." I said, and went to change clothes. I knew Malan was unhappy, but I had to leave.

After changing, Zhao Kui and Wang Gui were waiting. I got in the car, and Zhao Kui drove. Wang Gui said, "Brother Fei, Sister Malan is a bit angry. She arranged a welcome banquet for you, even bought a cake, and invited many people. She was planning a big night; I even prepared dozens of condoms..."

I looked out the window, feeling a pang of guilt. Malan didn't try to keep me, didn't even mention her preparations. She had put so much effort into it, but I left without a word. I felt bad about it.

I decided to call Malan. When she answered, she said, "Go ahead, go peacefully. If anything happens, let me know. I'm here."

I was grateful; she had matured. I felt genuinely happy. "Let Sang Ling return to work; create the impression that we're about to gamble big."

"Can we replace her? That bitch makes me want to chop her up," Malan said fiercely.

"Torture her however you want, but it has to be her. Otherwise, how will your sister believe it? Once you've had your fill, Sang Ling will naturally go to your sister," I said.

Malan hung up without another word. Zhao Kui said, "Brother Fei, about that woman, I think you shouldn't trust her too much. A woman who gambles, you can't save her."

"Yeah, Brother Fei, you might not know, but while you were inside, she mortgaged the house you bought for her! I swear! If the loan sharks hadn't come looking for us, we wouldn't have known she'd gambled again and lost everything, borrowing from loan sharks. That woman..." Wang Gui grumbled.

I felt helpless. Sang Ling, I had no words.

"Who wants to save her? I just want her to atone for her actions," I said.

I didn't hate Sang Ling. She had taught me a painful lesson—not to trust women too easily. I kept her around only to recoup my losses. If she could change for the better, that would be ideal, but I doubt even she believes that's possible.

The drive from Ruili to Kunming took over four hours. Upon returning, I felt immense pressure. My greatest fear was my mother learning about my actions; I dreaded facing her disappointment. I could disregard anyone else, but not my mother's opinion. In her eyes, I've always been a good son, and she always hoped I would remain one.

I returned home and knocked. Xuan Ling opened the door. Upon seeing me, she was overjoyed, but then my mother, her face grim, appeared.

"You have the nerve to come back? Get out!"

The door slammed shut. My heart sank. I knew I had hurt my mother deeply...

A/N

Heyy, you reading, thanks for reading this far please don't stop, support me in any way that youcan. Your reviews, your comments, your criticism, all of it, l would appreciate them. l love you.

I do, l don't know you but you are reading, so l love you.