Special Forces Medic-Chapter 736 - 703: Two Women, One Man

Yan Juanjuan stared directly at the two young men following behind Yan Fengying. She only recognized one of them; the man, more beautiful than a woman, was the person dispatched by the city’s Party Committee for this case. An ugly woman is God’s accidental mistake, so after compensating for the appearance became impossible, she was given a clever mind.

"My sister knows nothing, and she has done nothing." The opening was straightforward, and Yan Juanjuan’s intention to take full responsibility was clear.

"President Yan, it’s quite awkward for us to meet for the first time like this." Xiao Lin, standing behind Hua Qingyi, scrutinized the office. Placing it in such a corner, this woman had intentions, inconsistent with her flamboyant personality.

"Hua Qingyi, Hua Muyun’s successor." Yan Juanjuan’s bluntness gave Hua Qingyi a good impression. Compared to that neither-yin-nor-yang man, such a woman was truly pitiable. "Get straight to the point!"

"I just received some internal information about your Hengfei Group." Hua Qingyi raised the file obtained from Xu Ming; in fact, he didn’t even have the urge to open the string and knew nothing about the contents. "I would like President Yan to personally review it, and we can continue afterward."

"May I ask who gave it to you?" Yan Juanjuan’s politeness was insincere, her aloof demeanor still annoying, and Yan Fengying sat obediently next to Yan Juanjuan. Hua Qingyi was a man of his word, and in these days of interaction, she already felt that perhaps he really was someone who could help her.

"Ji Weihua." From the beginning, he had no intention of concealing it, as this matter was already quite transparent.

Yan Juanjuan chuckled lightly. "This has nothing to do with my sister."

"That’s not the purpose of my visit." Yan Juanjuan’s attitude already indicated several possibilities. Firstly, Ji Weihua’s information should be reliable, secondly, Yan Juanjuan might be willing to confess, and thirdly, her inclination to protect Yan Fengying. These are all exploitable aspects, but Hua Qingyi currently had no intention of doing so.

"Didn’t you come to the North District just to arrest me?" Yan Juanjuan suspiciously glanced at Hua Qingyi, gripping Yan Fengying’s hand, feeling the other’s cold shiver.

Hua Qingyi shook his head, surveying the surroundings, while Xiao Lin, who remained silent, walked around the office without permission. The drawn curtains still retained a domestic style, and when fully closed, it could turn the place into night even during the day, with quite good material. He lifted a section to look outside, seemingly ignoring the conversation on the other side.

From a positional perspective, this place could overlook the entire district government. Although the two buildings stood side by side, their floor heights varied significantly. Only half of the Hengfei Mansion’s floors were used for external operations, with only a few dozen floors genuinely occupied. Yan Juanjuan’s floor happened to be higher than the two opposite district government floors, creating a vantage point suitable for surveillance, which was deliberate.

"Everyone knows whether President Yan has committed a crime, and if I ended things here, wouldn’t it be too disappointing for you?" Hua Qingyi pointed to the materials given by Ji Weihua. "I believe all the evidence inside can send you to prison. Let me ask you, President Yan, are you willing to become a scapegoat?"

"Does it make a difference?" Yan Juanjuan let Yan Fengying into her resting room; she appeared quite unwell. "Sooner or later, you’ll arrest me, so it doesn’t make any difference whether I confess."

"If it really made no difference, you wouldn’t have come to the North District Police Station, nor would you be spying on someone’s actions here." The speaker was Xiao Lin; he didn’t need to turn around to understand why this woman set up her office here.

Xiao Lin, who had been silent, returned to Hua Qingyi’s side. His cold demeanor quickly made him memorable to Yan Fengying, who had heard that among the people sent down from the city’s Party Committee, there was such a figure. "Your son in Italy is Yao Zheng’s, right?"

"How do you know?" Yan Juanjuan exclaimed, sitting up in shock. This secret was known only to her and Yao Zheng, and it was impossible for a third person to know. So when Xiao Lin revealed this secret, Yan Juanjuan lost her composure.

"Han Fei underwent a vasectomy; didn’t you, as his wife, know about this?"

"What?" Yan Juanjuan’s expression could no longer be described as shocked.

"President Yan seems very surprised. Why did your husband have a vasectomy?" Hua Qingyi followed Xiao Lin’s lead. Although the woman had inclinations, what he needed to do now was give her a push; after all, standing on the edge of a cliff, even if he did nothing extra, the result wouldn’t be different.

"You probably didn’t know, did you? Han Fei had this procedure done before your marriage, and there’s hospital proof. Additionally, Han Fei’s sexual orientation is problematic; you probably didn’t know! The content of your mutual agreement as spouses, I think, you know best in private, including a third party, but if I’m not mistaken, Han Fei must have been forced to do so, right? Men’s possessiveness is strong."

"No, it’s not possible." Yan Juanjuan slumped into the chair, her fists clenched. After decades of marriage, she and Han Fei were always respectful to each other. She always believed him to be a gentleman, but never imagined her marriage was entirely controlled by Yao Zheng, making her a living widow, which was unforgivable.

"Whether you believe it or not is up to you. My goal is simple: where is Fourth Master?"

"I don’t know any Fourth Master." Although her mind was already in chaos, Yan Juanjuan held onto the final line of defense.

"President Yan is a smart person; Yao Zheng wants to kill not only you but your sister too. If we hadn’t arrived just in time, you might never have seen her in this lifetime."

"Why does Yao Zheng want to kill her? Fengying doesn’t know anything."

"That’s something you need to ask her yourself!" Hua Qingyi’s words filled Yan Juanjuan with a sense of foreboding. Had she underestimated Yan Fengying?

The person hiding behind the door heard the conversation outside clearly. After hearing footsteps, Yan Fengying quickly lay back on the bed, pretending to be fast asleep.

The double curtains blocked the outside light. Yan Juanjuan gently approached Yan Fengying, eager to find the answer to Hua Qingyi’s insinuations.

"If you’re awake, don’t pretend you’re asleep." Yan Juanjuan stared at the trembling eyelashes; every time Yan Fengying did something bad, her eyelashes would tremble incessantly.

"Sister!" Yan Fengying opened her eyes, and her alluring expression suddenly made Yan Juanjuan want to give up the desire to know the truth.

"Why did Yao Zheng want to kill you?"

"I don’t know!"

"You’re lying." At her harsh words, Yan Fengying lowered her head. "Actually, I know everything; he told me all about it."

"You? You and him..."

"Sis, let me explain."

"Don’t say anything." Yan Juanjuan didn’t dare to think any further.

"Sis, it’s not like that, let me explain." Yan Fengying held onto Yan Juanjuan, she always felt she hadn’t done well, but...

"When did you start with him?"

"A year after the North Palace was established."

Slap! This was the first time Yan Juanjuan had hit Yan Fengying, her own sister who had done such a thing behind her back. "I was forced."

"Forced?"

"He said if I didn’t agree, he would ruin you." Yan Fengying tearfully stated the truth. "Sis, I admit I was wrong to fall in love with a man like him, but I won’t be as foolish as you; he’s not worth it."

Yan Juanjuan slammed the door shut, feeling as if she was about to collapse. Love? The man she loved all her life was worse than an animal.

She walked back to her desk, opened the dossier Hua Qingyi had brought, its contents detailed and thorough, even systematic, arranged by time to reveal her every detail. After reading, she felt nothing and set the dossier aside. "How much of this do you believe?"

"How much do you want us to believe? If you want us to believe it all, I’ll take you back to headquarters; if there’s any deception here, we’ll continue to investigate."

"I’m willing to cooperate, but I have one condition."

"You two sisters really have a connection; your methods of handling things are the same."

"You mean there’s no room for negotiation then."

"It should be that you don’t have the right to negotiate with me."

"I know that I fell into your hands and have little chance to turn the tables; Han Fei’s death is just the beginning, the North District is too complacent." Yan Juanjuan sighed. "I hope in the end you can take care of my son; I have no other wishes."

"Of course, we’ll do that."

"I arranged for Zhang Qiang to be killed." After receiving Hua Qingyi’s assurance, Yan Juanjuan started speaking, like a woman who had lost hope, suddenly aged. "Actually, he didn’t know much, just unlucky to stumble upon my relationship with Yao Zheng, so he had to be killed. Zhao Soldiers is useless, I always told Yao Zheng that this man must be eliminated, but he refused. I thought there was some hidden reason; turns out Fourth Master had planted someone, using his position to smooth relations for our front line operations."

"Where is Zhao Soldiers now?" Zhao Soldiers is the original name of Director Zhao, because he liked to be called director, and gradually no one remembered his real name.

"I don’t know, maybe dead! Initially, he cooperated with us very well, but later he changed, a completely different person, sometimes good, sometimes bad. Yao Zheng thought he was unreliable and always wanted to get rid of him."

"Was Zhang Qiang’s death because he refused to cooperate with Zhao Soldiers, thus provoked a tragic fate?"

"Refuse to cooperate? Ha ha ha, that’s really funny." Upon hearing this, Yan Juanjuan laughed out loud. "He was greedier than anyone."

Hua Qingyi glanced at Xiao Lin, it seemed the case was not as simple as it appeared on the surface. (To be continued. If you like this work, you’re welcome to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets; your support is my greatest motivation.)