After My Rebirth, I Escaped My Marriage - Chapter 678
Chapter 678: Chapter 678: Are You Satisfied with the Result Now?
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Mrs. Shi looked up, “But outside it clearly said…”
“What did it say?” Wen Yanqing’s expression remained unchanged, his voice slightly cold, “Or does Mrs. Shi mean to say that I, Wen Yanqing, have lost a pair of eyes, while your daughter has lost her life, so you feel it’s unjust, thinking you still have an opportunity to bargain with me?”
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“Mrs. Shi, please go back.” Wen Yanqing’s brows were cold, “The law, morals, human sentiments—none spared her, so what use is your kneeling to me?”
“Mr. Wen!” Mrs. Shi panicked and became anxious.
“See this lady out, and in the future if members of the Shi family come by, there’s no need to inform me.”
Wen Yanqing instructed the servant with a word, then got up and left.
He walked slowly, hearing the shouts of Mrs. Shi refusing to leave behind him, hear the servant helpless to escort her to the door.
Wen Yanqing feared Lin Gantang might become soft-hearted; he also didn’t want her to see his unsympathetic demeanor, and felt it was not worth wasting time on this matter, so he had asked her to leave first.
He held onto the staircase railing, taking each step slowly upstairs. Just as he was thinking to lean on the wall to return to his room, a warm hand took hold of his.
It was Lin Gantang.
“You’re walking slower than usual.” Lin Gantang carefully noted that he was more cautious than normal, he had even thought about leaning on the wall just now? Didn’t he used to be able to walk straight?
She couldn’t help but ask, “Are you feeling unwell?”
“No, I was just thinking about Shi Muzhen’s matter, hence walked a bit slower.” Wen Yanqing held her hand tightly, diverting the subject, “Mrs. Shi wanted to intercede for Shi Muzhen, but I believe she should be responsible for her actions, so I didn’t agree.”
Wen Yanqing skipped over the matter of the sentence.
“You’re right.”
Lin Gantang certainly wouldn’t speak for Shi Muzhen; who could forgive someone heartless and deranged enough to nearly kill them without any misgivings, she wasn’t a saint after all.
Before long, Shi Muzhen was tried for all her deeds, and the verdict came out.
Lin Gantang thought Shi Muzhen had received her punishment, and that should have been the end of it. She didn’t expect her defense attorney to come to her door.
“My client hopes to have a meeting with you, Miss Lin,” the attorney said.
Lin Gantang responded calmly, “I don’t see that there’s any need for us to meet.”
What was the point of seeing her? They had no fondness to bid farewell, only resentment remained, and a meeting would be redundant.
“My client said she knew you wouldn’t agree and asked me to tell you she concealed something about the fire, something she wants to discuss with you.” Lin Gantang asked, “What is it?”
“I do not know that,” the lawyer said, “But rest assured, Miss Lin, my client is now behind bars, and even if you meet, she can’t harm you anymore. You don’t have to worry about your safety, feel free to go ahead with the visit.”
After some thought, Lin Gantang decided to make the trip.
The prison visitation request was quickly approved, and Lin Gantang saw Shi Muzhen in the visitation room.
She was dressed in prison clothes, sitting behind the glass, bare-faced with a composed manner showing no signs of haggardness, as if life in prison was just a change of residence for her.
She picked up the phone to talk to Lin Gantang.
“Are you satisfied with my current outcome?” Shi Muzhen asked with a smile, as if the person who was sentenced wasn’t her.
Lin Gantang replied with a light laugh, “Are you satisfied with your current outcome?”
Satisfied? How could Shi Muzhen possibly be satisfied? Her smile gradually faded, and in the next second, her expression turned dark, “The bookstore was burned down and you still didn’t die; you really have tough luck.”
“After all this time, you remain audacious. You know our conversation is being monitored, do you really not care?” Lin Gantang asked calmly.
Shi Muzhen laughed as if she heard something amusing, “A person who’s going to be executed, still afraid of being overheard?”
