No, or perhaps he had been living in an illusion for the past year, forgetting about his extramarital affair and the life he had taken. Compared to this, the company’s issues and even his wife’s death seemed insignificant.
What should he do now? What should he do?
I… I’ve killed someone!
Feng Zhengyang tremblingly took out a cigarette, shaking like he had epilepsy, unable to light it multiple times. The thought kept echoing in his mind, the unease almost driving him crazy.
The police had already been closely watching him because of Wen Qianqian’s death. Feng Zhengyang hadn’t been particularly concerned before, thinking he wasn’t responsible for her death and having plenty of his own problems to handle. But now, things were different.
Were they watching him because of Wen Qianqian, or had they discovered something about Lü Lu’s case?
No… impossible. He and Lü Lu had met in a remote village, spent a short time together, and neither had mentioned it to family or friends. They wouldn’t know.
But what if Lü Lu had returned to claim his life…
This led him to an even more terrifying speculation – if he could kill Lü Lu and completely forget about it, could he have also killed Wen Qianqian?!!!
Chang Weiyu was beside him, seeing Feng Zhengyang’s facial muscles contorting, his expression alternating between joy and sorrow. He almost suspected Feng Zhengyang had gone mad from the recent series of events.
Chang Weiyu wanted to stay away but couldn’t leave. He had once been proud of attaching himself to Feng Zhengyang but now deeply regretted it. If not for this, how would he have gotten tangled in so much trouble?
He had to get out. He couldn’t stand living with this madman anymore!
Chang Weiyu tentatively said, “Mr. Feng, let me get you a glass of water.”
Feng Zhengyang ignored him but didn’t object. Chang Weiyu walked to the table, where not only were there glasses, but Feng Zhengyang’s phone was also nearby.
While Feng Zhengyang was distracted, Chang Weiyu secretly took the phone while picking up a glass.
He had finally gotten access to a communication device!
After going out, Chang Weiyu didn’t go far. He found a hidden corner, quickly dialed Feng Zhengdong’s number, and whispered, “Second Young Master, it’s me, Chang Weiyu!”
Feng Zhengdong’s voice came directly through the phone: “What is it?”
Chang Weiyu said urgently: “I’ve been doing exactly what you told me, putting that Pimolin into his water every day. This shouldn’t be difficult for you, right?”
While speaking, he nervously watched Feng Zhengyang’s side, anxiously questioning: “Now I’ve been locked up by your big brother for so many days, why haven’t you acted yet?”
Feng Zhengdong originally thought there was some important intelligence. Hearing Chang Weiyu was talking about this matter, he immediately lost interest, saying lazily: “What’s the rush? You’re locked up by my brother now. When you’re released, I’ll naturally fulfill my promise. Otherwise, what can be done?”
If he doesn’t release you, do you expect me to fight with my big brother for you?”
Chang Weiyu said anxiously: “The drug you had me give him is supposed to make someone excited and suspicious, having more dreams, right? I feel like he’s gone crazy!”
Feng Zhengyang’s cold gaze made him shudder: “He keeps babbling nonsense! Happy one moment, furious the next. I really don’t want to be with him anymore… Second Young Master, is this okay? I don’t need you to make me famous, I don’t want money anymore, just get me out of here. I beg you, I’m really regretful now… I really don’t want to stay in this place anymore!”
His words seemed to finally move Feng Zhengdong, who asked: “What did you say? His mental state isn’t good? Can you hear clearly what he was saying?”
Chang Weiyu carefully recalled, saying: “Seems like something about… female deer. I didn’t hear it clearly.”
There was silence on the other end, then Feng Zhengdong suddenly burst into laughter on the phone.
Chang Weiyu: “…”
Are their family members sick? Another one going crazy!
He made this call secretly, afraid of being overheard, quickly covering the microphone. After Feng Zhengdong finished laughing, Chang Weiyu almost gnashed his teeth: “Second Young Master, what exactly do you want? Give me a clear answer! I’m telling you, if anything happens to me, you won’t escape either…”
“I know,” Feng Zhengdong suddenly became straightforward, saying: “Don’t worry, I’m coming right over.”
Chang Weiyu was stunned; the other side had already hung up.
Feng Zhengdong had no reason to lie to him. After all, they were still in a cooperative relationship. With his promise, Chang Weiyu felt much more at ease. He deleted the call log, casually got a cup of water from the water dispenser, added drugs as usual, and returned to Feng Zhengyang’s study.
Startled by the door opening, Feng Zhengyang looked up. His heart was filled with panic, anxiety, and despair. In a trance, he actually saw Lu Lu pushing open the door, still wearing that strange smile, walking towards him.
Feng Zhengyang stammered: “You, you get out!”
Lu Lu didn’t leave, looking surprised and moving closer.
Feng Zhengyang stood up, pointing at her, roaring angrily to cover his panic: “What do you want?! I’m not afraid of you!”
His peripheral vision caught a fruit knife nearby, so he grabbed it and viciously stabbed at the “Lu Lu” in front of him.
When Feng Zhengdong arrived at Feng Zhengyang’s house, he saw Feng Zhengyang dressed and seemingly about to go out. Their large house was empty, with no sign of Chang Weiyu or the servants.
Feng Zhengdong’s gaze flickered.
When Feng Zhengyang saw him, his expression was not good.
He frowned slightly, asking his brother in an unfriendly tone: “Why are you here?”
The brothers had parted on bad terms after Feng Zhengdong criticized Feng Zhengyang for bringing Chang Weiyu home. Feng Zhengyang’s unfriendly attitude was normal, clearly not intending to invite Feng Zhengdong inside.
Feng Zhengdong’s gaze quickly swept behind him without asking about Chang Weiyu’s whereabouts.
He casually said: “After our argument at home last time, I thought about it and realized I was wrong. I shouldn’t interfere in big brother’s affairs. I’m here to apologize. Big brother, you won’t refuse to let me in, will you?”
Since their father’s death, Feng Zhengdong had always been well-behaved and never competed for anything. The brothers’ relationship wasn’t extremely close but wasn’t bad either.
Having said this much, Feng Zhengyang could hardly keep him outside, so he hesitated and said: “What are you talking about.”
He let Feng Zhengdong in and continued: “I’ve been in a bad mood since my wife passed away. Let’s forget about the previous matter. I’m planning to stay in a temple for a few days to clear my mind.”
Before he could finish, Feng Zhengdong suddenly pushed him hard into the room and closed the door.
Feng Zhengyang was shocked.
He had just, as if possessed, mistaken Chang Weiyu for Lu Lu and stabbed him to death. After hearing Chang Weiyu’s miserable scream and coming to his senses, he transformed from initial panic to calmness.
Anyway, killing one is killing, killing two is also killing. Since things have happened, he must stay calm!
He knew Chang Weiyu had no other relatives, few friends. Feng Zhengyang had wide connections in business and knew some people in the underworld. As long as he was willing to pay, hiring someone to turn himself in for involuntary manslaughter at the police station would be no problem. The key now was himself.
