[The Tragic Chronicles of a Wealthy Family - Continued] Chapter 206

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Author: Zeng Jiu

First published on December 5, 2014

Word count: 6000 In the city of

206wy

, the political struggle had reached a fever pitch. Even
the major news of Long Kun's capture by the T country police and his impending extradition to T country hadn't caused much of a stir.

The For the Nation Party, as planned, filed a new motion of no confidence against the Aung Phan government in parliament, targeting the
fact that the Aung Phan government had forcibly suspended the national social security plan covering rural areas and that the initial funding had been misappropriated.

At the start of the parliamentary debate, For the Nation Party members loudly demanded that the Aung Phan government publicly explain
the reasons for canceling the previous government's nationwide social security coverage plan and disclose the whereabouts of the related funds. When questioned, the Aung Phan government's
finance minister stammered about the reasons for canceling the social security plan and only promised to
disclose the whereabouts of the funds as soon as possible, but then disappeared without a trace.

The For the Nation Party members relentlessly pressed the Aung Phan government in parliament, demanding an explanation to the people. The city
was abuzz with protests, with waves of orange-clad protesters surrounding the Prime Minister's Office and the Ministry of Finance,
demanding the government immediately reveal the truth. During the parliamentary debates, members of the ruling coalition remained silent, none
speaking, leaving the National Party's members to deliver a monologue. Unsurprisingly,
the citizens watched coldly from the sidelines.

However, on the third day of the parliamentary debates, the situation took a dramatic turn. Social media in Sin Chew Daily broke the news, revealing that
internal documents from the Ministry of Finance had been obtained and released to the public through unknown channels. As the National Party had accused them
, the huge sum of money designated as a reserve fund for the social security program during the handover of the Som Tao government had indeed been transferred
to the government's payroll accounts.

This was like pouring cold water into a hot oil pan, instantly sparking a firestorm. National Party members strongly demanded that the government
immediately disclose the actual use of these funds, while members of the ruling coalition demanded an investigation into the source of the leak.
The Orange Scarf Party, which had already surrounded the Prime Minister's Office, openly declared their demands for a thorough explanation from the Aung Pan government.
Meanwhile, lower-level civil servants in WYA were stirring, secretly coordinating and trying to find out who had received the pay
rise.

This back-and-forth lasted only a day. That evening, another Sin Chew Daily social media platform dropped
a bombshell , publishing a long list of WYA senior civil servants who had received pay rises, along with a detailed breakdown of the increases.

This caused an uproar throughout WYA, with tensions reaching a fever pitch. The Orange Scarf Party marched throughout the night,
demanding the government return the benefits rightfully theirs. Previously hesitant lower- and middle-class WYA residents, upon discovering that social security funds
had indeed been misappropriated for pay rises and that they were completely excluded, also joined the protests without hesitation
. Public sentiment surged, and the Aung Pan government, under immense pressure, lost public support, and was on the verge of collapse.

The three major parties in the ruling coalition once again resorted to delaying tactics. This time, however, the smaller parties, having learned from their previous
experience , refused to risk their lives for the three major parties. So the three major parties had to fight it out directly, sending their
loyalists to argue frivolously over minor issues in parliamentary debates and attempting to use
procedures to postpone the vote on no-confidence, buying themselves time to prepare for the worst.

Little did they know, the noose around their necks was slowly tightening.

The day after the pay rise list was announced, while parliamentary debates were still raging, explosive information
suddenly revealing that several leaders of the ruling coalition and their families had booked flights abroad,
a significant portion of which were intended to avoid the government. A day later, a neutral print media outlet
published statistics on large sums of money leaving the country over the past month, involving several high-ranking government officials and their families.

This was like detonating a bombshell; public attention immediately shifted to the ruling coalition
's government officials. The parliamentary debate shifted, with KMT members preparing overnight and submitting
a bill to control capital outflows. The bill mandated that all funds exceeding $10,000 exported must be declared, with a
special committee reviewing each transaction. It also called for a system requiring government officials to announce their travel plans, including deputy ministers
and their family members, and to disclose the reasons and travel plans to the public.

This bill immediately created a tense atmosphere in Hong Kong. Both sides launched a fierce attack, clashing both inside and outside the
parliament . However, the ruling coalition, stubbornly clinging to power, could never have imagined that in faraway
northern Hong Kong, another bombshell had been quietly detonated.

Early morning in Qinhangou, the air was crisp and clear. A small jeep sped up, driven by Ajun, with Manfeng
beside her and two heavily armed soldiers in the back.

The car stopped in a small open area in front of the mine. Manfeng, surrounded by Ajun and the soldiers, stepped out
and was immediately drawn to a series of mournful cries. Looking around,
a . His hands were raised high, chains on his wrists hanging from a thick
branch above his head. His legs were spread wide, a branch tied between his feet, forcing his
pointed, fleshless buttocks high in the air. Another naked man, dark-skinned and muscular, stood
behind the thin man, his chains around the thin man's neck, his hands gripping the thin man's waist, mechanically thrusting into his spread
groin moaning sounds.

The pitiful screams came from the thin man's throat. The man tirelessly
performing and the group of naked men eating breakfast in the shed
ignored his cries. Occasionally, one or two large, naked men would lean over and stuff something into his mouth, as if
afraid he would tire of screaming. The short man's spread thighs were stained with blood, and
blood dripped onto the ground.

Manfeng immediately recognized Wenle hanging from the tree, while behind him, a
dazed man thrusting like a machine at full throttle, stood Ajian. She exchanged a glance with Ajun and leisurely walked over.

Wenle, head bowed, screamed hoarsely, when suddenly a pair of gleaming leather boots appeared before him.
He looked up sharply and saw Manfeng, shouting as if he'd seen a savior: "Madam... help... help me
... Wenle confesses... Wenle can't take it anymore... this guy's gone mad... fucking me from inside the cave to outside, from the white..."
" They fucked me from dawn till dusk... Wenle's asshole is all ripped apart... I'll tell you... I'll tell you everything... I won't hide it anymore
... Madam... please take me away... These guys are animals... They're not human
..."

Standing behind Wenle, A-Jian saw Manfeng, gave a wooden, dull laugh, then turned around and thrust in all the way
. Wenle screamed in agony, almost passing out. Manfeng smiled coldly, beckoned to the bamboo shed, and
Mengchong put down his rice bowl, bowing and scraping as he brought two men up, forcibly
pulling .

A-Jian screamed and turned to pounce on Mengchong, refusing to give up. Several burly men hurriedly pinned him
to the ground. Two soldiers came up, carrying a tangled mess of straps, and began to pull them over A-Jian's
groin. Seeing this, Mengchong picked up his iron chain and retreated sullenly into the bamboo shed to pick up his rice bowl again. The other
two naked men continued to help the soldiers hold down Ajian's hands and feet, rendering him unable to move.

The two soldiers spread Ajian's thighs apart, found a dark plastic
rod from the thick, stiff leather straps, and shoved it hard between Ajian's legs. Ajian screamed hysterically, but no one paid him any attention.
The two soldiers shoved the thick, long plastic rod all the way into Ajian's anus, then untied the leather straps
and bound Ajian's lower body.

Manfeng's heart skipped a beat. She recognized it as the
disgusting , and she couldn't help but frown.

A leading officer noticed Manfeng's expression and approached her, saying, "Madam, this guy's become
completely ruthless . He pounces on any naked person he sees, wanting to do *that* to them. We're helpless.
This thing works quite well; locking him up keeps him in line, otherwise these guys will completely throw the camp into chaos."

As he spoke, two soldiers had already bound A-Jian's entire lower body with a chastity belt, his still-
erect penis tightly bound to his lower abdomen with a thick, stiff leather strap. A-Jian's eyes were bloodshot,
and he continued to howl hoarsely. After the two soldiers finished binding the chastity belt, they directed the two naked men to
drag A-Jian to a large tree and chain him tightly to the trunk.

A-Jian struggled a few times but couldn't break free. He let out a long breath and stopped howling. But his
bloodshot, wolf-like eyes continued to scan Wen Le's naked body hanging under the same tree, and occasionally his
gaze swept over the group of naked men in the bamboo shed.

Wen Le hung not far from A Jian, his bloodied thigh trembling uncontrollably,
pitifully pleading with Man Feng, "Madam, save me... Wen Le is a bastard... Wen Le will never dare to do it again... Wen Le knows
his crime... I'll tell you everything... Wen Le was only acting under orders... Madam, please spare me..."

Man Feng sneered, strolling over to Wen Le, hooking his chin with a jade-like finger, narrowing
her eyes at his bloodshot eyes, and snorted, "Have you really thought it through this time? You remember everything?"

"I've thought it through, I remember everything from beginning to end. I've reported everything to Madam, I dare not hide a single thing
..."

Man Feng coldly snorted, "You won't listen to reason, so you'll have to drink the penalty cup... Fine, I want to hear
what . But this time you'd better think carefully, I will verify everything you say. If I find even a single word is
false, hmph..."

"I wouldn't dare... Wenle will never dare again... Madam... please... please take me away quickly."

Manfeng waved her hand, and two soldiers stepped forward, took the chains from the tree branches, lifted Wenle's thin body,
and threw the back of the jeep. Manfeng glanced at the group of naked, hungry men, smiled contemptuously,
jumped into the car, and sped away.

Three days later, at dusk, in a secret room deep within the mysterious mansion in WY City,
the leaders of the three major parties in the ruling coalition were having an emergency meeting. The situation in parliament and on the streets had deteriorated rapidly. Everyone's political life, personal safety, and
property were seriously threatened, and even the safety of their families was in danger. Everyone in the ruling coalition
was insecure, and the collapse of the coalition seemed imminent.

The three leaders had been discussing for most of the day, but were still at a loss. Now, even the no-confidence motion in parliament
was nothing. The key issue was that the motion to restrict politicians and their families from leaving the country and the flow of funds had become a
noose around the necks of the key figures in the ruling coalition, and it was tightening more and more imperceptibly.

Although the ruling coalition has made every effort to block the parliament from passing any resolutions,
some taken action. Any news about government officials, their families, and related funds is
being exposed online and in the media. Meanwhile, the Orange Scarf protesters have surrounded the residences of key figures in the ruling coalition,
subjecting anyone entering or leaving to repeated checks. Government officials have effectively lost
their freedom of movement.

Now, the ruling coalition is almost at its wits' end; the three leaders have few cards left to play.
The only remaining bargaining chip is the secret of Chu Yun's newborn child's parentage, or rather, the scandal surrounding the Sivan family's
bloodline . At this point, everyone truly admires Himani's shrewdness; he
has preserved this seemingly insignificant secret until the very end, making it their last hope.

However, this seemingly shocking scandal is ultimately a family matter of the Sivan family, utterly insignificant compared to the deadly
issues . How to use this so-called lifeline to its maximum effect,
whether it could divert people's attention, and whether it could truly save lives—everyone had doubts. After much discussion, they still could
n't reach a consensus. Now, the three leaders were anxiously waiting for someone, someone they now considered practically their
savior.

The sound of a car came from outside, and a few minutes later, a well-dressed, portly man carrying a
briefcase walked in with a serious expression—it was Su Ting, who had repeatedly brought them unexpected breakthroughs. The heavy door to the secret room had just
closed when the three leaders looked anxiously at Su Ting, unsure who should speak first. Unexpectedly, Su Ting
spoke first: "Another problem has arisen."

"What?" The three leaders were all stunned. It was truly one problem after another, but they couldn't imagine what
could be worse.

"What's going on? It's from Singapore again…" The mere mention of Singapore gave them a headache.

Su Ting shook his head: "This time it's not Singapore, it's Malaysia."

"Malaysia? What's going to happen in Malaysia?" The three leaders all looked puzzled.

Su Ting sighed, opened his briefcase, and took out a printed sheet of paper, placing it on the table. The three leaders leaned closer to
look and immediately gasped. The paper contained a headline from a Malaysian portal website:
"ZX Political History Revealed: Chief Justice's Last-Minute Reversal - Shocking
Inside Story .

" The article began by mentioning Yeta's name, revealing that over a year ago,
during the Constitutional Court's vote on the election results, it was this staunch supporter of Som Tao who voted for the opposition, leading to
a mysterious political reversal in ZX and ultimately Som Tao's downfall and exile. The article vaguely
stated that the Chief Justice's sudden change of heart was due to being tricked by a honey trap and then forced to betray his principles under duress . 　　This shocking revelation left the three leaders speechless for a long time. Their situation was already precarious , and now someone had suddenly brought up old grievances from before they came to power. They all knew this was a fatal flaw in the current government's legitimacy. Add to that the recent shocking massacre at the Prime Minister's residence, and if confirmed, almost everyone present would be doomed. 　　After a long pause, Himani finally spoke: "Who leaked this information?" His implication was clear: was the source credible enough, and could they deny everything? 　　Everyone looked at each other, unsure of what to say. Angpan hesitated, saying, "Long Kun was arrested by the T country police a few days ago . Could it be that he gave away the information?" 　　Sutin shook his head: "Impossible. Long Kun knew nothing about this from beginning to end." 　　"Then who knew? Who brought Yeta and that woman together?" Himani asked. 　　"Investigate Long..." 　　"Quickly... find out what this person is doing," Chalikun said coldly. 　　Sutin nodded, turned, and went out to make a phone call. The atmosphere in the room was deathly cold. No one uttered a sound, and everyone felt the deadly crisis slowly approaching. 　　After an unknown amount of time, Su Ting returned to the room, his face filled with dejection. Seeing the anxious gazes of the three leaders, he shook his head in frustration: "Unable to contact him. His phone is off, and there's no news of him at the company or at home. According to the company secretary, they're also looking for him; it's been over 48 hours without any word from him." 　　"This…could it really be him?" The three leaders' faces turned pale. 　　Su Ting took a deep breath, calmed himself, and said in as calm a tone as possible, "I've already asked my friends at the police station to use technical means to check Cha Long's recent whereabouts. They'll notify . 　　Also, I just checked Yeta's whereabouts. According to reliable sources, he has already left WY, just an hour ago, and his destination is New York, USA." 　　This news almost confirmed the online reports. Seeing the three leaders' helpless looks, Su Ting frowned and shook his head. He seemed to hesitate for a moment, but still spoke up: "There's another situation. Wen Le has also been missing ." 　　"Wen Le...who is Wen Le?" Cha Likun and Aung Pan both looked confused. 　　Su Ting gave a bitter smile: "He's that tabloid reporter, the one who tipped us off in the AS Telecom case. He's the one who got Sa Wa's daughter-in-law...and Song Tao's sister-in-law, the female police officer from the WY police station's anti-drug unit, she was also brought into Long Kun's hands through him, and she even got pregnant by Long Kun's men." 　　"Oh God, when it rains, it pours! How can all these people be in trouble at the same time? What are we going to do!" Aung Pan looked utterly desperate. 　　As they were talking, the door to the secret room was pushed open, and Aung Pan's secretary poked his head in and greeted Su Ting. Su Ting quickly got up and left. Five minutes later, he returned to his seat expressionlessly. 　　Su Ting scanned everyone present and, as if delivering a verdict, said, word by word, "Our friends at the police station have checked . Cha Long's phone suddenly disappeared from the network two days ago. His current location is unknown. Also, we checked his credit card ; it's been inactive for over 48 hours. 　　Cha Long is a playboy; it's common for him to hide away for a few days at a time, but 48 hours without spending any money is definitely not normal. Moreover, his phone isn't simply switched off; it's completely vanished, untraceable by technical means. It's very likely he's been taken over by someone." 　　"Then what about that Wen Le? Does that mean the inside story of the AS case, the inside story of Song Tao's sister-in-law being controlled by Long Kun , and the secrets of our meeting with the military before the coup—all of these secrets are lost?" Cha Likun was clearly getting impatient. 　　Su Ting shook her head: "It's hard to say right now. Considering the worst-case scenario, all of these are possible. I'll go make arrangements now to try to avoid… to minimize the impact as much as possible." 　　"Wait..." Himani called out to Suting, who was about to get up and leave. "It seems that the only bargaining chip we have left that's somewhat significant is the secret about the bloodline of Sawa's daughter-in-law's child. We'd like to hear your opinion, sir ." 　　Suting frowned slightly, a little annoyed, and thought for a moment before saying, "This matter might indeed be of some help, but it shouldn't be overestimated. If someone uses the bloodshed at the Prime Minister's residence that day to their advantage, this little secret is utterly insignificant . If it really comes out, no one can save us. So, my opinion is that we need to act quickly. Don't try to use this to wage a media war against them; that will only push them down a dead end, and then we're doomed. 　　It's best to confront them directly, and don't ask for too much; survival is paramount. This might make them back down . As for the specifics of how to proceed, you are all seasoned politicians; I shouldn't need to presume to teach you your lessons." 　　Seeing the three leaders nod silently, Suting picked up his bag and hurriedly left the mansion without looking back. 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　(To be continued)

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