Chapter 58 As the Crisis Approaches, Tang Xiwei Wanders Like a Lost Soul

Tang Xiwei looked up and saw a man in a black leather jacket, his face hidden by a black mask, staring at her coldly from inside the business van. Every person in the vehicle bore a fierce glint in their eyes, yet Tang Xiwei climbed in with an expression of utter indifference.

Bang! The door slammed shut, and the van slowly departed the university district.

Tang Xiwei’s eyes were dull, her swaying hair occasionally revealing red marks on her neck. Those were left by the brutish women in the detention cell—a few hours tonight that haunted her like a nightmare she could not shake.

That evening, she had been taken to the interrogation room, where two stern female officers questioned her. From the start, they asked if she and Liu Feng had conspired to organize a criminal syndicate.

Raised in a sheltered world, Tang Xiwei had never experienced anything like this. She was utterly stunned, unable to utter a word.

“Speak! As Liu Feng’s girlfriend, you can’t possibly be ignorant of the truth!”
“Moreover, our investigation shows you had a romantic dispute with the victim, Chen Luo. You have motive!”
“Don’t think Liu Feng can save you! He’s barely keeping himself afloat—his family’s businesses are being shut down by various departments for violations!”
“Talk!”

The relentless psychological pressure from the righteous-looking officer shattered Tang Xiwei’s defenses.

“It was all Liu Feng! It has nothing to do with me! He made me do it!”
“I’m just a university student! I only had minor disagreements with Chen Luo; I’d never do something so ruinous!”

Her only remaining shred of rationality was to shift all blame onto Liu Feng.

No! I absolutely cannot go to prison!

Liu Feng’s family has already collapsed! I won’t go down with them!

I still want to become Wen Xiu’s official girlfriend, to be a true heiress! I cannot afford any stain!

Liu Feng! As my devoted dog, you can die for me!

With your future as the sacrifice, I’ll secure my innocence—I’m sure you’d be willing!

“Officer! I want to report! I’ll report Liu Feng to prove my innocence!”

“I report that Liu Feng’s father has harbored and organized criminal members to commit violence, and their chain restaurants have been involved in illegal hospitality, their nightclubs run organized prostitution!”

Liu Feng had told her all this himself, eager to flaunt his family’s power in front of Tang Xiwei. Every detail was true, and he had even confided many specifics.

Now, Tang Xiwei’s accusations had become a poisonous dagger stabbed directly into the heart of the Liu family. If the police investigated based on her testimony, following the clues, the entire Liu family would be doomed.

But Tang Xiwei could no longer care about any of that. Selfish as ever, she would not spare Liu Feng, her nominal boyfriend.

Hearing Tang Xiwei’s report, the two female officers’ eyes lit up—they hadn’t expected their routine questioning to land such a big fish.

The more they listened, the more excited they became. This testimony alone would earn them a commendation.

They hurriedly submitted the report to their superiors, who decided that since the statement was recorded, Tang Xiwei would be held in the detention cell for three hours before being released, pending further investigation.

Clearly, Wen Xiu had pulled strings to bail Tang Xiwei out, though she still had to spend some time in the cell.

Clack, clack, clack!

Thinking of what had happened inside the cell, Tang Xiwei’s teeth clenched in hatred.

As soon as she entered, several burly female inmates closed in on her.

One pinched her, another shoved her, their faces twisted with disgust and lewdness.

“Get away! Don’t come near me!” Tang Xiwei immediately burst out in her spoiled tantrum.

That only enraged them—the leader slapped her hard.

Smack!

“You little bitch! Think you can act up just because you’re pretty? Want to die? Come on, let’s teach her a lesson!”

The burly women surrounded Tang Xiwei, raining punches and kicks.

“Do you know who my boyfriend is? How dare you hit me?”

“It hurts! Why are you so strong? Please don’t hit my face, don’t kick my stomach!”

“Help! Police! Save me!”

Tang Xiwei’s desperate cries finally summoned the on-duty female officer, and the inmates reluctantly stopped, though their eyes still burned with venom.

Tang Xiwei curled up in the corner, trembling and sobbing, enduring the hardest three hours of her life.

“Miss Tang, what happened to you?” The black-clad leader looked at Tang Xiwei’s venomous expression, finding it odd.

“It’s nothing. Did Wen Xiu leave any instructions for me?”

“Master Wen said, this time all actions will follow Miss Tang’s orders. Once the task is done, you can move into his villa.”

Hearing the word “villa,” Tang Xiwei arched her brow.

Her betrayal of the Liu family would surely reach Liu Feng and his father soon.

She had become their mortal enemy. Though the Liu family was now in decline, dealing with a mere student like her would still be easy.

Whether she could cling to Wen Xiu was now a matter of both wealth and survival—she could not afford to fail.

“Good! From now on, you’ll all follow my orders. Prepare whips, ropes, leather outfits, and wait for me to give you Chen Luo’s whereabouts. We strike tomorrow night!”

Though the request sounded odd, the black-clad leader complied.

Murderous intent flashed in Tang Xiwei’s eyes, so intense it made even the leader uneasy.

“Chen Luo, Chen Luo! I’ve become a stray dog all thanks to you! I’ll make you wish you were dead!”

When I hand you over to Wen Xiu, and he’s done with you, I’ll ruin you myself, torment you until you beg for death and find none!

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Hangzhou University, male dormitory building.

Chen Luo and Wen Wan chatted on the phone as he walked back to his dorm, their conversation stretching over an hour.

“Honey, are you done with work? When are you coming back?”

By now, Chen Luo was shameless enough to call Wen Wan “wife” without blushing in the slightest.

“I’ll be finished tomorrow; I’ll come back tomorrow night to see my little rascal.”

“My Tang Monk’s flesh, make sure to wash up so I can enjoy it when I get back.”

“Alright, tomorrow I’ll scrub myself till I’m squeaky clean!”

“Okay, I’m at the dorm now. Get some rest—you’re always so busy. Tomorrow night, I’ll hold you while you sleep and guarantee sweet dreams.”

“Alright, I’m heading to bed now, just like you said. Bye-bye!”

“Bye-bye!”

Hanging up, Chen Luo took a deep breath, feeling a ticklish anticipation.

Wen Wan would be back tomorrow, and she’d threatened to devour him—heh.

Buzz buzz!

A message notification sounded. Chen Luo checked—it was from Zhou Zheng.

[Come to my sister’s game studio tomorrow night after dinner. I’ll send you the address later. We’ll start developing the software.]