He actually...
He felt incredibly happy over two ordinary words.
It took Lu Muchi almost ten minutes to walk up those few dozen steps and get out of the building. He rushed to the parking lot, not wanting to wait a moment longer. He wanted to remove the thorn in Yan Heqing's heart and start over with him!
The car started, and Lu Muchi drove off like lightning.
On the third floor, Yan Heqing lowered the curtains, calmly walked back to the coffee table, took out the new innerwear and new pants from the paper bag, and carried them into the bathroom to wash.
He used soapberry powder, which he poured into water. The soapberry powder slowly dissolved in the water without creating bubbles. Yan Heqing soaked the light-colored and dark-colored clothes in the basins separately, then dried his hands, left the bathroom, changed into another set of clothes, grabbed a hat and mask, and went out.
The security guard came out carrying instant noodles and saw Yan Heqing leaving the residential area.
Yan Heqing used to work the night shift at a bar. He would occasionally go out late at night and come back in the early morning. The security guard had run into him several times and was used to it.
He lifted the lid of the instant noodles, and steam billowed out. He shook his head and sighed, "So young and already working day and night to earn money, so sensible."
Yan Heqing walked to the roadside. It was too late, and he waited in the cold wind for almost ten minutes before he could hail a taxi.
After getting into the back seat, the driver started the car and asked, "Where to?"
Yan Heqing settled in and gave the Yan Family's address.
*
Lu Muchi been to Yan Heqing's adoptive parents' house several times and knew the way. He arrived at the Yan Family's building before ten o'clock.
This neighborhood is mostly inhabited by locals. It's almost Chinese New Year, and at this time of year, the lights are still on in every home. You can hear the occasional sound of televisions, mahjong tiles being played, and children laughing.
The car stopped directly in front of the apartment building. Lu Muchi got out of the car but didn't move. He glanced at the rearview mirror and saw that there was another car parked not far away.
He took out a cigarette, lit it, and put it in his mouth. He picked up his phone, made a call, and said a few words. The car behind him opened its door, and two tall, strong men ran towards him.
" Young Master Lu."
The two bodyguards bowed their heads respectfully.
This time, Lu Muchi didn't lose his temper. He took out a cigarette and slowly exhaled a puff of white smoke. "The family on the left on the second floor, the one surnamed Yan, wants my 100,000 yuan back. We must get it back tonight, not a penny less."
The two bodyguards responded and quickly ran into the apartment building.
Yan Shengbing hadn't returned for several days, and Zhao Huilin had gone out after dinner. At this time, only Yan Feng was at the Yan Family. He turned off the lights and was watching an adult film in his room.
He stared intently at the pale, white body on the screen, which kept wriggling.
Just as I was about to vent, someone knocked on the door.
Yan Feng thought it was Yan Shengbing had returned. Yan Shengbing often forgot his keys and would come home drunk in the middle of the night, knocking on the door, which was extremely annoying. However, in the past, Yan Heqing would open the door, so he didn't have to move.
Yan Feng reluctantly pressed pause, crawled out of bed, and got out. He had gained weight recently, and his whole body was jiggling. His room was warm because of the air conditioning, and he opened the door wearing only a short-sleeved shirt. As soon as he opened the door, he shivered from the cold.
Zhao Huilin was afraid that Yan Heqing would take advantage of her, so she didn't install an air conditioner in the living room.
The knocking continued, so Yan Feng went back to his room to grab a coat, put it on, and then came out yawning, pretending to have just woken up to open the door.
The door opened, and Yan Feng's "Dad" was barely out of his mouth before getting stuck in his throat.
They were two tall, unfamiliar men. Yan Feng was fat but not very tall, only reaching the bodyguard's chest. He was a little scared and his voice became much softer, "Uncles, who are you looking for?"
The bodyguard, whose height almost reached the top of the door, peered inside, not seeing anyone else. "Are you surnamed Yan?"
Yan Feng gripped the doorknob, wanting to close the door but hesitant, "Hmm."
The bodyguard asked again, "Where are your parents?"
"Not here."
The bodyguard went straight into the house and said, "Make a call and tell them to come back immediately."
Yan Feng didn't dare to say a word. He ran back to his room, pulled back the covers, took out his phone, and with trembling hands exited the video call, dialed Zhao Huilin's number directly.
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"Can't I sue now?" Zhao Huilin looked incomprehensible. "Why can't I sue? I've supported Yan Heqing 13 years, and he just ran away like that. I'm in the right no matter which court I sue in!"
The lawyer was speechless. "Your adopted son is only 18, just turned 18, and still in school. You and your husband are both in your prime, able to earn money, and haven't lost your ability to support yourselves. You're not at the stage where you need to pay alimony."
Zhao Huilin complained, "It wasn't easy for me to raise him, I had to take care of him every time. I don't care about the law, just write it down for me, I'm going to sue Yan Heqing after the New Year!"
The lawyer produced a contract, saying, "You can sue me, but let's make it clear first: I'm not confident I can win, so you'll have to pay half of my legal fees upfront."
Hearing that money was needed, Zhao Huilin felt a pang of pain.
But last time Yan Heqing really scared her. There was talk of domestic violence and abuse. She went to ask a junior lawyer in the alley. The junior lawyer said there were precedents. She felt that the junior lawyer was not professional enough, so she contacted a lawyer who was said to specialize in alimony.
There are still 4.9 million left!
She would never let Yan Heqing have it all to herself!
Just as Zhao Huilin was about to haggle, her phone rang. Seeing it was Yan Feng, she answered with a beaming smile, "Son..."
Before she could finish speaking, Yan Feng interrupted her quietly, "Mom, come back quickly! Two men are looking for you, and I'm so scared being alone! Come back quickly!"
Zhao Huilin left without even hanging up the phone.
The lawyer, speechless, put away the contract. "What kind of person is this? Coming to a lawsuit for alimony in their forties?"
The lawyer's house wasn't far from the Yan Family's, and Zhao Huilin hurried along as fast as she could.
Yan Heqing had just gotten out of the car when he saw Zhao Huilin running into the residential area. He put on a hat and mask, pulled the brim down, and followed at a leisurely pace.
Yan Feng was Zhao Huilin's lifeblood; she ran home breathlessly without stopping.
Upon entering the room, Yan Feng stood obediently against the wall, phone in hand, while two tall men in trench coats sat on the sofa. Zhao Huilin stepped forward and hugged Yan Feng, watching the bodyguards warily, "What do you want?"
Seeing that she was alone, the bodyguard frowned and stood up. "Where's your man?"
Zhao Huilin asked suspiciously, "He's not here. Are you looking for him?"
"You can make that decision yourself." Another bodyguard kept glancing at his watch, afraid that Lu Muchi and the others would get angry. He cut to the chase, "You didn't get the job done. Give me back my boss's 100,000 yuan."