Every Family Has Its Own Troubles

People's perception of beauty, their feelings about beauty, and their need for beauty are second only to their need for wealth and power.

In some classes where wealth and power cannot be obtained, the need for beauty will exceed these two elements and become the primary goal people pursue.

Lin Qi's handsomeness is also a kind of beauty. When the police officer developed a good impression of Lin Qi, and empathized with his distress over losing the ring he was going to give to his girlfriend, everything changed a little.

Of course, even without these changes, Lin Qi would have let things continue to develop. He was in a phone booth outside the antique shop. He was just about to call the police to report a fencing transaction here when a car with police lights on but without sirens stopped outside the antique shop.

Two police officers got out of the car, one of whom even pulled out a gun, looking like they were on duty.

This made Lin Qi feel a little... confused. He hung up the phone, hesitated a little. He had been watching Michael's house all morning until noon. He wasn't sure if Little Michael had gotten the ring, but now it seemed that things were a little more complicated than he had expected.

Just as he was considering whether to sneak back into Michael's house to check the gold ring, he saw Little Michael struggling as he was being escorted out by two police officers, who also put handcuffs on him. Seeing this scene, Lin Qi breathed a sigh of relief, and felt it was worth it for his two slightly trembling legs.

He had been chasing Little Michael's car on his bicycle. If the Buffalo wasn't so conspicuous, he might have missed it at the last intersection. Fortunately, the orange background and bright red flame pattern were very eye-catching on the whole street, allowing him to find his target at a glance.

Little Michael never expected that this gold ring would make him a "prisoner," and he never thought that because he deliberately ran a little further, he would be caught in the jurisdiction of another police station.

Every city in the Bayer Federation has a regional police station, which is often located near the City Hall, and its work is mainly administrative. In other words, the work of the regional police station is management, not attendance.

The ones truly responsible for front-line work are the various branch offices, such as the Sabine City XX Street Branch, the XX District Branch. These branch offices have defined their own jurisdictions. They will not enforce the law across districts, nor will they interfere with the work of other districts.

It seems that each branch is independent of each other, but there are also some things that are shared with each other, such as certain information.

Little Michael's actions harmed him. If he had sold the gold ring at an antique shop near his residence, then the local district police station would have been responsible for the arrest. In the end, he would have met the Sheriff he had seen in the morning, so there would still be some room for manipulation, or channels for communication.

But he didn't do that. After crossing more than one district, he was arrested. The police station in this district had no understanding of him, so naturally they would not sit down and have a good talk with a burglar, let alone listen to his nonsense—every criminal who is caught in the police station says he is innocent, until all the evidence is presented in court.

Next is waiting and operating. Lin Qi rode his bicycle back to the warehouse district, waiting for the police station's "summons," not to investigate him, but to ask him to assist in the investigation. He would definitely cooperate with the police's requirements, and he would also actively clear Michael's suspicion. That's right, he is such an honest and kind-hearted person who would never frame others.

As soon as he returned to the warehouse, he found that Vera's emotions seemed a little off. As a considerate big boy, he took the initiative to ask about it.

"You don't seem to be feeling well?", he walked to Vera's side with a glass of hot milk and placed it on the table in front of her, "You may not be used to drinking hot milk, but believe me, it's good for you."

Vera said thank you and took a sip of the hot milk. This was a rare experience for her. You know, in the Bayer Federation and even the whole world, people don't have the habit of drinking heated liquids, even those girls lying on the delivery bed will gulp down some cold drinks soaked in ice cubes.

When the first mouthful of hot milk with a strong milky aroma entered Vera's mouth, the slightly higher than body temperature heat accompanied the milk sliding into her abdomen and spreading to her whole body, making her a little surprised.

She never thought that hot milk would be so delicious, more fragrant and more comfortable than refrigerated or room temperature milk.

"Thank you!", she put down the cup and thanked again, "I'm fine, thank you for your concern, I just... can I be alone for a while?"

Lin Qi shrugged and left her side, "Of course, but be sure to call me if you need anything, anything!"

After the two looked at each other, Lin Qi left happily, while Vera's face revealed a trace of sadness that she herself was not aware of.

After she went back last night, she found that her husband was drunk again. He had been coming back drunk these days. Vera could actually understand, after all, now is an opportunity. Once Gepu gets the management's permission to become a partner in the company, the status of the whole family will change as a result.

She is very considerate of her husband, and also feels sorry for her husband, who has to drink so much alcohol every day, which is not good for his health at all, but there is no way to persuade him. Gepu is a chauvinist and the head of the family, and she can't persuade him.

Just last night, when she was changing her husband's pajamas as usual, who was lying on the bed snoring, she accidentally found several lipstick marks on his butt.

In that instant, a bolt of lightning tore through her heart, and she almost couldn't breathe.

She never thought that she would face such a day. She would not naively think, like the child who was explaining the situation in the police station, that this was just a "joke" between colleagues.

His pants were off, this was no longer a joke.

She blankly changed Gepu's clothes and guiltily erased the evidence, as if she had done something wrong. Although she pretended to be the same as usual, her heart was in turmoil.

She needed to calm down, needed distance. She arrived exceptionally early today, her whole being seemingly plunged into despair, her soul almost frozen.

She subconsciously picked up the hot milk and took a sip. The heat from the milk gave her body a trace of warmth and made her feel a little better. She didn't know what to do, her mind was in chaos.

Divorce?

Even if she could really leave Gepu, Gepu wouldn't allow her to do so. This was a hypocritical society. People didn't really care about family situations, but they always took the harmony and happiness of a family as one of the criteria for measuring a successful person.

From the company's management to the president of this Federal, they were constantly declaring the value and role of family to themselves and to society.

Now was Gepu's rising period, he wouldn't agree, and even if he did, what about the children? Suspicion was the cancer of trust. Once the seed of suspicion was planted, all trust would begin to collapse and disintegrate. Every time Gepu worked overtime, every time he went out, at this moment, in Vera's heart, it seemed to become an excuse for the purpose of having an affair.

She even felt that her marriage was a scam!

She was about to collapse, the sky was about to fall!

The more pessimistic people were, the more easily they imagined things to be particularly bad. Vera quickly finished the hot milk in her hand. The heat radiating in her body gradually cooled down, and without a new heat source joining, her breathing became sharp.

Each breath required her to straighten her body, as if she was drowning, suffocating.

Her vision also became blurred. She wanted to call for help, but her instinct gave her a signal that was actually wrong: as long as she opened her mouth, she would be submerged by the flood.

Just at this moment of utter despair, a warmth of unknown origin appeared in her arms, and the entire dim world was gradually fading away. She even heard someone speaking beside her.