From Evil Sect Leader to Doctor

Chapter 740 - 710: Do I Still Have a Chance?

Xu Chunliang looked somewhat helplessly at their retreating backs and shook his head. Could Dad and Tang Mingmei be rekindling their old flame?Su Qing looked at them curiously as they walked and talked, and whispered, "Did Uncle Xu and Sister Tang know each other already?"

Xu Chunliang glanced at her, "Haven’t seen you for a few days, and you’ve picked up on gossip."

With no one around, Su Qing became more at ease and countered, "Don’t forget, I majored in journalism, I’m good at capturing hot topics."

Xu Chunliang laughed heartily, and Su Qing also laughed, lightly complaining, "Something happens at home, and you don’t tell me."

Xu Chunliang said, "It’s a long story, I’ll find a chance to tell you slowly. Let’s first go and greet my grandpa."

That evening, Xu Chunliang also called over Lu Qi and Yu Li. Yu Li screamed with surprise when she saw Su Qing. The closer it got to the wedding, the more nervous she felt, but seeing the host arrive, she finally felt half relieved.

Yu Li held Su Qing’s hand and chattered non-stop, leaving Lu Qi somewhat helpless. He explained in a low voice to Xu Chunliang, "Pre-wedding jitters; she was just worrying that something might come up and Su Qing wouldn’t be able to make it."

Xu Chunliang laughed, "Can’t people have a bit of trust in each other? Since Su Qing has promised, she’ll definitely come."

Lu Qi said, "Thanks to your influence."

Xu Chunliang looked around and whispered, "Don’t say that, it might cause misunderstandings."

Lu Qi patted his shoulder and also lowered his voice, "As a friend, I need to remind you to handle relationships carefully. Don’t hurt her, or I won’t let you off."

Xu Chunliang looked at him helplessly, "Lu Qi, aren’t you being a bit unfair? I’m your friend."

Lu Qi said, "Even heroes can’t resist beauty’s charms. I’m just giving you a heads-up. With your wisdom, you should be able to handle these relationships well." Speaking of this, Lu Qi remembered Zhao Feiyang, "By the way, there’s news about Yang Mufeng’s case."

Xu Chunliang was also concerned about this: "Have you found evidence?"

Lu Qi said, "I can’t reveal too many details right now, but Pei Lin probably won’t get away with it."

Xu Chunliang sighed internally, realizing it truly was Pei Lin. This woman was ruthless, but he didn’t sympathize with Yang Mufeng either, since Yang Mufeng had first threatened Pei Lin, and Pei Lin, to protect her own happiness, resorted to murder to silence him.

In fact, before taking action, Pei Lin had sought him out, wanting his help to resolve the matter. But for some unknown reason, something happened, and Pei Lin couldn’t wait any longer and moved to kill Yang Mufeng on that day.

Xu Chunliang didn’t know what evidence Lu Qi was referring to, but seeing his confidence, it seemed he had concrete proof to convict Pei Lin.

Xu Chunliang said, "You all should still investigate thoroughly. Yang Mufeng wasn’t a good person either."

Lu Qi said, "Rest assured, we will conduct a comprehensive investigation. However, regardless of the motive, murder is unforgivable."

Zhao Feiyang clearly felt the situation was becoming serious; there were two more police officers at the door of the hospital ward, and Pei Lin was completely restricted in her freedom.

When delivering dinner to Pei Lin that night, Pei Lin said she wanted to see her son. Zhao Feiyang opened a video, and after watching for a while, Pei Lin was moved to tears.

Zhao Feiyang didn’t know how to comfort her, so he sat silently beside her. All signs indicated the situation was headed towards the worst outcome.

Zhao Feiyang realized he knew nothing about Pei Lin’s past. Reflecting on their acquaintance and relationship, it occurred to him that he had lost himself for a while after becoming the director of Changxing, but he hadn’t realized it then.

As things unfolded to this point, it wasn’t just Pei Lin to blame; he also needed to bear some responsibility.

Pei Lin finally stopped crying, with red-rimmed eyes, she said to Zhao Feiyang, "Feiyang, promise me you’ll take good care of our son."

Zhao Feiyang nodded and smiled, "Wouldn’t it be better for you to take care of him yourself after you’re discharged?"

Pei Lin pressed her lips together, "Do I even have a chance?"

Zhao Feiyang felt a lump in his throat, unsure of what to say. Even though Pei Lin never admitted to being involved with Yang Mufeng’s death, his intuition told him Yang Mufeng died by Pei Lin’s hand.

He didn’t know how to explain to his son in the future that his mother was a murderer. But one day, their son would have to face this reality.

Zhao Feiyang said softly, "Pei Lin, tell me, is there anything between you and Yang Mufeng’s case..."

"No!" Pei Lin screamed, almost hysterically, startling Zhao Feiyang.

Pei Lin herself seemed shocked as well, the couple stared blankly at each other. After a moment, Pei Lin sighed, "Feiyang, let’s get a divorce."

Zhao Feiyang thought he heard wrong. After his father’s unfortunate passing, he was determined to divorce Pei Lin, but she had not agreed. Now that they just had a son, Pei Lin brought up divorce. Was she testing him, or was there another motive?

Pei Lin said, "You don’t need to doubt my intentions. I know my situation, and I’ve looked into the relevant laws. The law states that under the current circumstances, you can’t initiate a divorce, but I can. I’m not doing this to protect you; I’m doing it for our son’s sake. You need to make an early decision and cut ties with me as soon as possible. Only this way can you avoid being influenced by me and prevent others from using me to suppress you."

Feeling somewhat moved, Zhao Feiyang realized that Pei Lin was thinking of him and their son first, even in this situation. Although she didn’t say it, she must have loved him, at least once.

Zhao Feiyang said, "I can solve these problems. You don’t need to worry."

Pei Lin said, "All the troubles are brought by me. As a wife, I should do something. I don’t want our son to grow up thinking his mother is a selfish person."

Zhao Feiyang patted Pei Lin’s hand, feeling it cold as ice.

Pei Lin said, "There’s nothing to be concerned about. I admit, when I first approached you, it was because of your power and background. Unlike you, who was born into a privileged family, I grew up in hardship. A woman like me must seek opportunities, must understand sacrifice if she wants to climb up."

Zhao Feiyang grabbed her hand, shook his head, signaling her to stop talking. He didn’t want to hear anymore; her words cruelly ripped open his unhealed scars.

Pei Lin said, "I know you look down on me in your bones. I don’t blame you; even I despise myself. But I still want to thank you. Without you, I might never have felt the respect of others. I enjoy this feeling, I cherish my current life. I will protect everything I have at all costs!"

Zhao Feiyang trembled as he said, "Don’t say any more." His heart was in extreme pain; it was he who harmed Pei Lin.

Pei Lin said, "I see myself too clearly, yet you have never seen yourself clearly. Your life has been too smooth, everything comes too easily, so you don’t know how to cherish."

Pei Lin gazed at Zhao Feiyang, seeing him as a child who hadn’t grown up, though he was much older than her.

Pei Lin’s voice turned gentle, "Feiyang, you should grow up. Without me in the future, you will be the one to take care of our son."

Zhao Feiyang’s eyes reddened, and he tightly held Pei Lin’s hand, "Everything will pass, you will be fine, and we will live happily as a family."

Pei Lin said, "We haven’t named our son yet, haven’t taken a family photo. Better not. While he’s still young and doesn’t remember me, find him another mother, someone who will treat him well, as their own son, or I won’t forgive you."

Zhao Feiyang choked up, "What nonsense are you saying? I won’t marry anyone else in this lifetime."

Pei Lin shook her head, "Your classmate, Xu Ying, is quite good. She’s a smart woman and treats you well. It’s so hard to find someone both smart and kind to you in this world, don’t you think?"

Zhao Feiyang said, "She and I are just friends."

Pei Lin whispered, "Things in this world change rapidly; who knows what tomorrow will bring? Feiyang, these past days, I’ve often had nightmares, dreaming that something bad would happen to me. I have an idea, I want to sign an organ donation form. In case anything happens to me, maybe my organs can save some lives."

Zhao Feiyang said, "Pei Lin, don’t let your mind wander. Take good care of your health; our son is waiting for you."

Pei Lin’s eyes brightened upon hearing this, "Yes, I haven’t even fed him once. I’m such an unworthy mother."

Zhao Feiyang said, "Mom cooked pork knuckle soup for you, eat more."

Pei Lin nodded, "Mom’s been working hard during this time. Feiyang, don’t worry about me; at any time, I will choose to survive."

Zhao Feiyang didn’t choose to go home when he left. Instead, he went alone to the rooftop of the hospital building. He wanted so badly to cry, to release the melancholy within his heart, but he couldn’t. He didn’t understand how he ended up in this situation. When he first arrived in Changxing, he was proud and in high spirits, feeling like a favorite of fate. But in an instant, his life turned upside down.

No matter what, life must continue.

It’s lonely at the top; wanting to be a strong person above others necessitates enduring suppression. His life had already hit rock bottom; how much worse could it get? Today’s events weren’t entirely dictated by fate.

If Yang Mufeng hadn’t appeared, Pei Lin’s tragedy might not have occurred. Yang Mufeng was a pawn arranged by the Tang Brothers, who intended to use him to threaten Pei Lin, thereby forcing her to balance against him.

If Yang Mufeng deserves to die, Pei Lin deserves punishment, then what about the Tang Brothers? These culprits who led to his family’s ruin, don’t they need to bear responsibility? They enjoy wealth acquired by unscrupulous means, still posing as social elites, devouring the hard-earned money of shareholders, relishing the fruits of all the efforts of Changxing’s employees. Why must the world be so unfair?

A flash of lightning tore through the ink-black night, illuminating Zhao Feiyang’s somber face. No one is forever a winner; no one is born entitled to exploit others. Someday, he vowed to bring the Tang Brothers to their knees and make them pay a bloody price!