Zheng Qiudong had barely started eating when he saw the news pushed to his phone. At first, he did not pay much attention to it. After all, it was far removed from his life. Yet he cared deeply, because Xia Jiguo was the current man of a woman connected to him. The moment he tried to ignore it, Luo Yiren's smiling face flashed through his mind.
Of course, if his imagination had been vivid enough, he might also have pictured that old man Xia Jiguo together with Luo Yiren.
Naturally, it pained him.
So now that he saw Xia Jiguo had fallen from power and was under investigation, his first thought was that Luo Yiren's situation could not be good either. It was impossible for her not to be implicated by Xia Jiguo. After all, the company she ran was, to a certain extent, Xia Jiguo's glove for taking money.
Seeing Zheng Qiudong's troubled expression, Wang Yan smiled. "I remember you said you still had a few connections in Beijing. Maybe you should ask around. Luo Yiren might not be particularly wise, but she's not stupid, at least. I think she must have considered this possibility long ago. So her problems probably won't be too serious. At most, she'll cooperate with the investigation, and it'll be over in a month or two. There's no need to worry too much. But after all these years, the two of you have always been fated but never meant to be—one thing after another, always more time apart than together. Now's the perfect time. You're both free again, so it's time to rekindle that old relationship. Besides, she's the head of a company. Xia Jiguo may have given her plenty to rely on, but after all these years, she must have developed some real