[Double Hibiscus] Chapter Three: The Mute Girl Presents a Picture

Chapter Three: The Mute Girl Presents the Map

The next day, the sky was clear and bright, a pristine blue.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Wan Qing boarded a plane bound for Chongqing. The plane slowly ascended into the sky and then hurried towards

its destination . Outside the window, the blue sky reflected the white clouds, clear and far-reaching, heralding the arrival of a joyful mood.

In first class, Wan Qing opened her file folder and took out the case files, carefully reviewing them. This was

a habit she had cultivated over many years. Before every court hearing, she would thoroughly understand the contents of the case files, scrutinizing every sentence, every word, and even every

punctuation mark . She believed that only in this way could the probability of loopholes be minimized.

Because of this meticulous work attitude, the success rate of the cases she handled was generally over 80%.

And it was precisely because of this high success rate that, at the age of thirty-five, she ascended to the position of chief lawyer at Baofeng Law Firm, considered the top

lawyer, wielding considerable influence and enjoying great success.

Wan Qing's memory was extraordinary; she finished reviewing the case file in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea. Then, she rubbed her

temples and closed her eyes to think. As she pondered, a smile crept onto her face. She thought of her daughter,

of their argument, their reconciliation, and her acceptance of her son-in-law; of her daughter's charming naiveté, mischievousness, and carefree nature.

Suddenly, a blush rose to her lips, and she couldn't help but scoff. Last night, her daughter had actually tried to discuss intimate matters with her, saying

how good and powerful her son-in-law's body was, and so on. How outrageous!

What ? Hmm, her son-in-law did seem quite strong, probably from regular workouts! While not

as exaggerated as a bodybuilder, his arms were solid and quite robust, especially the contours of his buttocks… Ugh, why would I look at someone's

butt ? Shameless!

"Miss! Miss!" The flight attendant's gentle call interrupted Wanqing's reverie. "Would you like some

more coffee?"

"Oh, no, thank you!" Wanqing blushed like a child trying to cover up a mistake,

secretly glancing around, thinking no one knew.

"Miss, are you sick? Your face is so red!"

"Really?" Wanqing touched her cheeks; they were indeed burning hot. "Oh, it's nothing, I'm not sick,

just a little hot. Maybe I'm wearing too many clothes. I'll take off my coat. Could you please get me a glass of water? Thank you!"

The flight attendant brought a glass of water and handed it to Wanqing. "Please have some water."

"Thank you!"

"You're welcome."

Wanqing took a sip of water, her pounding heart slowing slightly. She looked around again, and seeing that no one was paying

attention, she breathed a sigh of relief and began to rest. Annoyingly, the "shameful incident"

from resurfaced in her mind. Wan Qing hurriedly forced herself to think of other things—drawing a portrait of her daughter, practicing yoga

, jogging, and so on—but she couldn't manage it. Her son-in-law's buttocks kept dangling in her mind,

like a stubborn plaster. Wan Qing cursed herself for being infatuated and, helplessly, had to reopen the files

and review them again, hoping that annoying buttocks wouldn't bother her anymore.

The plane slowly landed at Chongqing Airport, where Secretary Liu was waiting to pick her up. This Secretary Liu was Chairman Zhang Huaxin's

personal secretary, named Liu Dada, around thirty years old, tall, wearing frameless glasses, with

red lips and white teeth, delicate features, and a somewhat feminine charm. Upon seeing Wan Qing, Secretary Liu

greeted her , "President Du, hello!" and then opened the car door for her.

"Hello, Xiao Liu. Thank you!" Wan Qing got into the car, and it left the airport for the city.

"Xiao Liu, is Chairman Zhang coming?"

"No, didn't she tell you?"

"No, she's probably busy."

"Young Master Hua is here..." Secretary Liu pushed up his glasses and said casually.

"What's he doing here?" Wan Qing frowned; she loathed the name.

The "Young Master Hua" Secretary Liu was referring to was Chairman Zhang's son, Fan Hua. This Fan Hua was a playboy; although

he was the young chairman of Huaxin Group, he didn't do his job properly and preferred to engage in frivolous and dissolute activities.

"He said he's here to oversee things. Also, Director Wu said he has to accompany Young Master Hua and can't come to pick you up; please forgive him."

Wan Qing remained silent, only giving a slightly disdainful smile.

Secretary Liu looked at Wan Qing and added, "Young Master Hua brought someone with him."

"Who is it?"

"I don't know him either. He's a man in his forties, supposedly from Beijing, surnamed Mei."

"Surnamed Mei?" Wan Qing didn't remember any man with the surname Mei; she guessed he was probably one of Fan Hua's cronies

. Why bother with him? So she changed the subject, saying, "How are the preparations for the lawsuit going? Has Chairman Zhang given any instructions?"

"They're basically all ready. The Chairman didn't give any instructions, only saying that you're in full charge."

He then gave Wanqing a detailed report on the preparations.

Wanqing nodded, thinking that she had to win this case no matter what, and couldn't let the Chairman down.

Although the Chairman wasn't coming in person, sending her personal secretary showed how much importance she attached to the case, so

there couldn't be any mistakes.

In just half a meal's time, the car pulled into the hotel where Wanqing was staying. It was a five-star hotel, magnificent

and opulent.

Secretary Liu had someone move Wanqing's luggage to her room, told her that Hua Shao was hosting a

welcome , then gave her a car key, saying the car was parked in the hotel parking lot. After exchanging some pleasantries and seeing

that everything was arranged, she left the hotel unhurriedly.

Wanqing arrived at her room, a luxurious suite, clean and bright. She kicked off her high heels,

took , poured herself some wine, took a sip, stretched languidly, and then collapsed onto the large, soft bed,

her mind drifting back to the scene on the plane. This time, however, she wasn't angry. Instead, she secretly chuckled, playfully scolding herself for being

so shameless. She drifted off to sleep, a sweet smile still lingering on her lips.

When she awoke, it was already evening. After a quick wash and a light dusting of makeup, she changed into her reception

attire, got her car, and drove to Jiangling Garden.

Upon arriving at Jiangling Garden, she found five people waiting in the private room. Fan Hua sat at the head of the table, flanked by a man and a woman.

The man on her left was obese, bald, with a stubble of shaved beard and a vulgar face; he was Wu Renyi, the director of the western region of Huaxin Group

. His secretary, Liu, sat beside him. The woman to Fan Hua's right

exuded : a high nose, thin lips, and alluring eyes. The third seat away from her

Seated inside was a man in his forties, with deep-set eyes, a hooked nose, and slightly prominent cheekbones, exuding a resolute and decisive air, yet

carrying sinister intent.

Seeing Wan Qing enter, Fan Hua stood up, gesturing for the woman beside him to move aside, and

said with an unpleasant smile, "Aunt Wan, you've arrived! Please sit down, please sit down!" He pulled out a chair for Wan Qing to sit,

then introduced the guests one by one. The woman with the foxy eyes, surnamed Ji, was the presiding judge of the intermediate court in a district of Chongqing;

the man with the hooked nose, surnamed Mei, was the head of a security company in Beijing. After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Secretary Liu instructed

the waiter to serve the dishes. Soon, all the dishes were served, the selection extremely lavish.

Fan Hua raised his glass and said to everyone, "This glass is to welcome Chief Consultant Du. Come, everyone, cheers!"

He tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.

Everyone else followed suit, raising their glasses. Wan Qing took a small sip, remaining silent. Fan Hua then said, "Aunt Wan,

Judge Ji is the presiding judge in our case. You two should get to know each other better. With both of you here, we're sure to

win ."

Wan Qing was extremely reluctant to hear this. She had always disliked the vulgar practice of pulling strings and using back channels, but since the young

master had already spoken, she couldn't refuse him. So she smiled slightly and said to Judge Ji, "Judge Ji, I'll need

your help in the future. Here, let me toast you!"

Judge Ji quickly raised her glass in return, but a hint of jealousy flickered in her eyes. She had been very displeased by the earlier gesture of offering her a seat,

but she couldn't be presumptuous in front of Fan Hua. She could only pretend to smile and say, "President Du, you're too kind. You're a senior;

I should be the one toasting you."

The two drank their wine and then remained silent. Judge Ji was about the same age as Wan Qing, yet she addressed her as a senior.

Although it was a polite remark, her self-deprecating and obsequious attitude was overflowing, making her truly vulgar.

Wu Renyi chuckled and toasted Wan Qing, saying, "President Du is a heroine in the legal world, and now with

Judge Ji's assistance, this case is practically a sure thing, a piece of cake..." This man was

a pot , incompetent fool who climbed to

his position by flattering Fan Hua and doing shady things for the young master. Zhang Huaxin also disliked him, but unable to resist her son's pleas, she gave him the nominal

position of regional director, without letting him handle the company's actual business.

Seeing his subordinate about to embarrass himself in front of everyone again, Fan Hua was annoyed and waved Wu Renyi to shut up. He then asked Secretary Liu,

"Secretary Liu, is the case ready? Have you reported it to President Du?" Secretary Liu had remained

silent , seemingly uneasy, feeling that the man with the hawk-nose surnamed Mei across from him kept glancing at him intentionally or unintentionally,

making him feel very uncomfortable. Upon hearing the young master's question, he hurriedly replied, "Everything is ready, and I've reported it to President Du

. Please rest assured, Young Master Hua."

In truth, Fan Hua wasn't genuinely concerned about the lawsuit; he merely put on a show for Wan Qing, hoping she wouldn't underestimate him.

He had long coveted Wan Qing, but despite his scheming, he found her to be like a thorny rose, exceptionally difficult to handle. He simply lacked

the ability to remove the thorns and pluck the flower, so he had to find another way, focusing all his efforts on finding opportunities to

impress Wan Qing and win her favor. Hearing Secretary Liu's words, he feigned concern and said to Wan Qing, "Well,

in that case, please take good care of things, Aunt Wan. This lawsuit is of great importance and must be

handled ."

Wan Qing didn't say much, only replying with a few words: "The chairman personally instructed me before I came; there's no need for Young Master Hua to

trouble himself."

Fan Hua was rebuffed and displeased, but dared not say more, only awkwardly inviting everyone to eat.

After several rounds of drinks, the group toasted and flattered each other, the private room filled with a smoky,

unpleasant atmosphere . Wu Renyi couldn't resist showing off his "knowledge" and "eloquence," spouting vulgarities that

drew frequent laughter from the young master and Judge Ji.

Wan Qing observed coldly; she had witnessed this scene many times before and was no longer surprised. However, she was puzzled by the

man had never seen him before and wondered what his connection was to the case. Perhaps he

was just one of Fan Hua's cronies. But upon closer inspection, it didn't seem likely. He sat away from the others

, hadn't uttered a word, rarely touched his food, and drank little. His gaze kept drifting towards Secretary Liu, seemingly unintentionally. Could he

be related to Secretary Liu? But Secretary Liu didn't seem to recognize him, never giving him a second glance. Wan Qing shook her head inwardly, thinking

that who this man was and what did it have to do with her? It was pointless to worry about such things.

Halfway through the banquet, Judge Ji turned to Fan Hua, saying, "Young Master Hua, I have some important news to

report to ."

"What important news?"

"Our opponent, Xincheng Company, has hired lawyers from Baofeng Law Firm."

"Oh?" Fan Hua frowned slightly, then turned to Secretary Liu, asking, "Why didn't you mention this?" His tone was full

of reproach.

Before Secretary Liu could speak, Judge Ji defended him, "Young Master Hua, I only

found out this afternoon when Xincheng Company submitted its new response to the court. Apart from the main leaders of the court, no one else knew. No wonder,

Xiao Liu." He then winked at Secretary Liu.

"Oh, I see. It seems they came prepared. Secretary Liu, tomorrow you go and find out their

situation, then report back to me. Don't be careless anymore, understand?"

Secretary Liu, though disgusted by his arrogant demeanor, couldn't show it and simply nodded in agreement.

Fan Hua then said to Wan Qing, "Aunt Wan, you used to be Baofengxing's top lawyer... oh, sorry, the chief

lawyer. What do you think about this matter..."

Wan Qing didn't mind Fan Hua's slip of the tongue, but hearing the words "Baofengxing" surprised her. She wondered

if her teacher had also come to Chongqing. She asked Judge Ji, "Who is the lead lawyer for Xincheng?"

"It seems to be someone named Liu Ming. Do you know him?"

Wan Qing thought for a moment, then shook her head and said, "No, I left Baofengxing a long time ago. But

don't worry, Baofengxing isn't some kind of superhuman. No matter who the other side hires, our chances of winning are equally high."

Her words were quite assertive, and almost everyone present was stunned, turning their gazes to her. Only one person

was exception; Mr. Eagle Nose Mei was deep in thought, seemingly oblivious to Wan Qing's words.

Wan Qing paused for a moment, then said, "I've carefully reviewed the case file, and our chances of winning

should over 70%. How about this, just to be on the safe side, Secretary Liu, could you please invite Attorney Zhang over tomorrow

? I'd like to discuss it further with him. Young Master Hua, could you arrange an office for me?"

Fan Hua glanced at Wu Renyi, who then smiled and said, "That's no problem. There's a small

conference room . I'll just tell Manager Zhao tomorrow. If President Du doesn't mind, you can make do there."

Wan Qing nodded her thanks, checked her watch, and seeing that it was already past eight o'clock, she got up to say goodbye, asking to get some

rest so as not to delay her work the next day. Fan Hua didn't feel comfortable keeping her, so he just pretended to say some words of concern,

like taking care of herself, and then had Secretary Liu see her out.

Just before leaving, Wan Qing vaguely heard Judge Ji saying some disrespectful things to her behind her back, which drew

snickers from Fan and Wu. She was too lazy to care, and strode out of the restaurant, hoping to leave this place as soon as possible.

Wan Qing returned to the hotel, hurriedly went into the bathroom, and took a long, refreshing shower, washing away the grime she had accumulated earlier

. Then she lay comfortably on the bed and turned on the TV to watch the news.

"Ring ring ring," her phone rang. Wan Qing picked up the phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.

"Hello, who is this?"

"Is this Xiaowan? This is Wang Baolin."

It's her teacher! Wanqing was a little surprised. She hadn't been in contact with her teacher for a long time, and she wondered what was

the reason for the call.

"Oh, it's your teacher. How have you been lately? How is your wife?"

"We're fine, we're both fine. How about you? How have you been lately? It's been a long time since we last contacted each other. How is

An'an ? Has she graduated?" The teacher's voice on the other end of the phone was still strong and vigorous.

"Well, I'm fine. An'an graduated last year and found a job at an advertising company. She's

married ."

"Oh, really? Congratulations! You really didn't tell me or your

teacher's wife about such a big event as your daughter's marriage, so we old folks could have celebrated too. Your son-in-law is…"

"He… is a furniture designer. Teacher, is there something you need?"

"Nothing much, just a small favor I'd like to ask you for."

"What is it? Please tell me, don't be so polite."

"You're in Chongqing now, right? I'd like you to bring something back for me,

a small gift from a friend there." "Sure, how do I contact your friend?"

"I'll have her contact you. I'll give her your phone number, you don't mind, do you?"

"No problem, I don't mind." "

Then I'll have her contact you tomorrow. That's all for now, I won't disturb your rest. Come back and have dinner with my son,

your teacher's wife keeps saying she wants to see you. Okay, get some rest, goodnight!"

"Goodnight."

Wanqing hung up the phone, thinking that she hadn't visited her teacher's

wife and have a good chat with her.

Then she thought again, this call from her teacher was a bit strange. She'd thought he'd bring up the lawsuit,

but he hadn't mentioned it at all, as if it had nothing to do with him. And how did he know

I was in Chongqing? How stupid! We're arguing with each other; of course he knew I was in Chongqing. Wanqing

chuckled , checked the time—it was already past nine. She wondered what her daughter was doing; she should call her

. So she dialed her daughter's number.

"Hello…who is it?" Her daughter's voice was soft and languid on the other end.

"Who is it? You brat, don't you even recognize your mother's phone?!"

"It's you! Calling so late, is something wrong?"

"Can't I call if I don't need anything? It's only this late, I'm calling to see what you're doing!"

"Don't stop…" Her daughter's breathing seemed to get heavier.

"What are you saying? Are you sick? You're breathing so heavily. Where's Jiaming? Where did he go?"

Wanqing worried, thinking her daughter might be ill.

"No... I'm not sick. Your son-in-law is giving me a massage, it feels so good!"

Oh, so that's it. This girl really knows how to enjoy herself! Seeing her daughter was alright, Wanqing finally relaxed. Hearing her daughter

mention a massage reminded her that her frozen shoulder had flared up again these past few days, it was really painful. She needed to get a massage herself

, and she decided to let her daughter do it. Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly heard several muffled "slap slap"

sounds. Hmm? What was that sound?

"Honey, is there something wrong with your phone? I heard static, like 'slapping'."

"Oh, I'm patting my face, doing a face mask. I don't have time for you now. You can hang up now, I'll call you again tomorrow!"

Hearing her daughter's urging, Wanqing didn't want to bother her anymore. Just as she was about to hang up, her daughter spoke again, but not

to her, but to her son-in-law: "I told you not to be so rough, making noise, my mom heard it all."

Her voice was soft, but very clear.

Her son-in-law muttered, "You told me not to stop, how can I make you feel good if I don't use force!" His voice was also

soft, but his tone was ambiguous.

This girl, it's just a massage, why is she afraid her mother will find out! Wanqing couldn't help but smile, but her smile immediately

froze . They were...

that slapping sound was... that brat, not even trying to hide it!

Wan Qing blushed furiously and hurriedly pressed the hang-up button. But in an instant, an "evil" thought flashed through

her mind . She tiptoed to turn off the TV, then pressed the speakerphone button on the phone, and gently placed it next to her pillow, her movements

furtive, like a thief.

From the other end of the line, voices, moans, and sounds of impact filled the air, clear and lewd.

"Did she hang up the phone?"

"She probably did... I don't know, never mind, go for it, honey, oh ho..."

"Hoo! Hoo! Quick, check it, don't let her hear!" "

So what if she hears? Isn't that what you want? Oh! Go for it... oh ho... that feels good! Honey,

you're amazing! Big cock...

oh ho... does hearing her voice make you... oh oh oh... how come you... that damn big

cock ... you're going to kill me... oh ho..."

"Fuck, I'll go for it, who told you to have such a bouncy ass, hoo! It's fucking awesome! Hey! Wife, your ass

is something else!"

"Go for it! My ass is like my mom's... like Du Wanqing's... go for it... I wish I could die from it... oh ho...

oh oh oh..."

The "slap slap slap slap" sounds became even louder, it was practically a blatant, deliberate boast. At this moment, Wan Qing's

face felt as if it were burning hot, her whole body was restless, and her hand involuntarily moved slowly down her stomach towards her crotch.

Reaching out, just as she was about to cross the hairy pubic area, she suddenly snapped back to reality, quickly

hung up the phone, and scrambled under the sheet, covering her face.

Her heart pounded like a drum for several minutes before she finally reached out from under the sheet and turned off the light.

The light was off, but the sheet moved, trembling slightly…

When Wanqing woke up, the first thing she did was recall the events of the previous night. Her daughter kept mentioning her during

sex , as if the buttocks being violently pounded by her son-in-law

were not her daughter's but her own. This annoyed her, yet she was also secretly pleased, but she couldn't tell whether annoyance or

pleasure outweighed it; her mind was a mess. In the end, she chuckled. Annoyance

or pleasure didn't matter; under the sheet, she had found what she wanted.

She stretched comfortably, picked up her watch from the bedside table, and suddenly jumped up.

Oh no , it was almost nine o'clock! Secretary Liu was such a blockhead; he wouldn't even call if he couldn't find someone. The hotel was the same

—they didn't wake the guests on time. And her daughter and son-in-law…

Ugh, what did it have to do with them! Wan Qing's face was hotter than the sun outside the window. She

quickly washed up, changed into a suit, grabbed her files, and rushed out the door, not even bothering with breakfast, driving straight to

the Western Regional Headquarters.

When she arrived at the company, Secretary Liu and Attorney Zhang were already waiting in the small conference room. Wan Qing

apologized , and after exchanging greetings, the three prepared to begin work. Wan Qing glanced across the street. Director Wu wasn't there,

and Fan Hua was nowhere to be seen either. She asked Secretary Liu, "Xiao Liu, Director Wu isn't here?"

"No, he's always like this. Looks like he won't be coming all day. Is there something you need him for?"

"Oh, I was thinking of having him arrange a casual lunch with Attorney Zhang."

"I'll arrange that."

Attorney Zhang, who had been listening nearby, quickly declined, saying he already had another appointment for lunch and didn't want President Du to spend money. Wan Qing

insisted, but Attorney Zhang still refused, saying the appointment was very important and he couldn't refuse. Wan Qing had no choice

but to give up and asked Secretary Liu to buy breakfast. Meanwhile, Attorney Zhang had already laid out the case files and documents on the table.

Wan Qing didn't hesitate and got straight to the point. Soon, Secretary Liu returned with breakfast. Wan Qing ate

breakfast while working, gradually becoming absorbed in her work. Time passed by unnoticed, and it was almost noon

when Wan Qing received a text message from a local number.

"Is this Ms. Du Wanqing?"

"Yes, who is this?" Wanqing replied.

"I'm a friend of Wang Baolin. I need you to give him something." Wanqing

was a little puzzled. Why didn't her teacher's friend call? Isn't calling more

convenient ?

"Okay, I'm at 118 Jiangbin Road. Just give me a call when you get there."

"It's inconvenient for me to come to you. I'll meet you at Chuanxiang Noodle Shop at 36 Panlong Street at noon."

Wanqing checked the time; it was 11:20. She asked Lawyer Wu how long it would take to get to Panlong Street. Lawyer Wu said about 20

minutes. She quickly finished her work, briefly explained things to Zhang and Liu, and then left the company to hail a taxi and

head to Panlong Street.

Finding the Chuanxiang Noodle Shop the other party mentioned took some effort. It was a small family-run shop, about 30

or 40 square meters. It was almost lunchtime, but there were only a few customers. It seemed the noodle shop

wasn't doing very well, perhaps because of its relatively remote location. Wanqing ordered a bowl of wonton noodles, found a seat

facing the street, and sat down to enjoy her snack while waiting for her friend.

At exactly twelve o'clock, a girl with a backpack entered the shop. She was petite and her movements and demeanor were cautious and alert.

She looked around the shop before walking straight to Wanqing and placing a note in front of her. Wanqing

glanced at it; the note read, "Are you Ms. Du?"

Wanqing frowned, sized up the girl, who looked about eighteen or nineteen years old and seemed somewhat nervous.

Without saying much, she simply nodded.

The girl then handed her another note, saying, "Let me see your phone."

Wanqing was somewhat displeased, thinking how rude this person was. She wrote a few words on the note, "Are you

Wang Baolin's friend?"

The girl nodded and handed her a note: "I'm sorry, I'm deaf and mute. Please don't be offended."

Oh, so this girl was deaf and mute. No wonder she sent a text message and handed her a note. Wanqing's initial

displeasure vanished instantly. She knew the girl wanted to see her phone to verify her identity, so

she took out her phone and showed the girl her text messages.

Only then did the girl believe she hadn't called the wrong person. She took a long, rectangular wooden box from her backpack and placed it on the table. The box

was old and rustic; Wanqing immediately recognized it as the kind specifically used to hold calligraphy and paintings. The girl then

wrote a line on a piece of paper: "You must personally deliver this to Wang Baolin, remember!" She gave Wanqing a deep look before

hurriedly leaving the noodle shop. Wanqing was left staring blankly at the box

.

That was it? It had all happened in just a few minutes, and she didn't even know who the other person was, what their name was. She wondered what she was giving her teacher? So mysterious! She wanted to open the box to see, but felt it would be impolite, so she gave up. She paid the shop owner and took

the box back to her hotel.

Back at the hotel, Wanqing put the box away, ordered some food, ate a little something, and thinking about discussing the case with

Lawyer , she took a quick shower and went to bed.

In the afternoon, Wan Qing arrived at the company on time. Secretary Liu was absent due to other commitments, but Wan Qing didn't mind and resumed her busy

work. Inspired by Wan Qing's enthusiasm, Attorney Zhang also focused intently on analyzing the case. The two worked

until very late, finishing around 8 PM. Attorney Zhang packed up and left. Wan Qing went to

the restroom and returned to the meeting room, almost forgetting her phone. Just as she grabbed her phone and was about to leave, she heard

footsteps . Who could it be so late? All the company staff had left. Was it Wu Renyi? He hadn't shown up during the day,

so he certainly wouldn't be here at night. Security guards? It didn't seem like it; the footsteps were chaotic. Ah! Could it be a thief?

Wan Qing was startled and quickly closed the door, hiding behind it and peering through the crack.

There were indeed people outside, but they didn't seem like thieves. Two men, one tall and one short, were carrying a large black bag towards

Wu Renyi's office. The bag contained something, and the bag was very restless, struggling and twisting.

It moved, and made faint "uh-uh" sounds.

The two men entered the office, threw the bag on the ground, and the shorter man said, "Untie it, don't suffocate."

Judging from his accent, he seemed to be from the north.

The taller man untied the bag, and inside was a person, seemingly a woman, whose hands and feet were bound,

and whose mouth was stuffed with a piece of cloth or something. The taller man clapped his hands, took out a pack of cigarettes, and handed one to

the shorter man.

The shorter man took the cigarette and said, "Let's go smoke somewhere else. Boss Wu doesn't like people

smoking ."

The taller man said, "The boss is really strange. Doesn't he smoke himself? He's just pretending, as if he's allowed to!

Let's go smoke in the conference room then."

Wan Qing was terrified. These two were sneaky and definitely not good people. If they found out,

it would be terrible! Wan Qing quickly scanned the conference room, but there was nowhere to hide. In her panic, she didn't care about

being polite anymore and ducked under the large conference table.

Just as Wanqing hid herself, the two men, one tall and one short, entered. They sat down, and the taller man took a drag of his cigarette, saying,

"Hey, Third Brother, why did the boss go to all this trouble to catch a mute?"

The shorter man, called Third Brother, replied, "I heard it's for a painting or something."

The taller man asked curiously, "Painting? Antiques? Are they valuable?"

Third Brother added, "I don't know. Who cares? What does their value have to do with us? We

just need do what we're told and not worry about anything else."

Wanqing, hiding under the table, was secretly alarmed. A mute? A painting? Thinking back to the strange behavior of the mute girl and the wooden box at the noodle shop at noon

, a sense of foreboding rose in her heart.

The two men sat for about ten minutes. The taller one couldn't sit still any longer and asked the third brother, "Third brother, when is the boss coming?"

The third brother replied, "I don't know. What's wrong? Can't stand it anymore?"

The taller one said again, "Who says otherwise! It's so boring here. Hey, third brother, why don't we go to the security room for a while?

There's a TV there. We can watch TV while we wait. Tonight's Chinese Super League match is Evergrande vs. Luneng."

The third brother said, "What about the mute? If she runs away, it'll be hard to explain."

The taller one said, "Tie her to the table leg, tie her tightly, and she won't be able to escape."

The third brother thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay then." After saying that, the two men went back to Wu Renyi's office, tied the

mute woman securely to one of the desk legs, checked her carefully, and then

left to watch TV in the security room downstairs.

Wan Qing listened to the footsteps of the two men gradually fade away until they could no longer be heard. After waiting for a few more minutes, she figured they

wouldn't be back anytime soon, so she came out from under the table. She quietly left the conference room, glancing

towards the elevator to confirm the two people were gone before letting out a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to leave, she turned and

went back into Wu Renyi's office.

Wan Qing took out her phone and turned on the flashlight. She saw that the person who had been tied up was indeed the mute girl she had met at the noodle shop

at noon . Seeing that it was Ms. Du, the mute girl struggled and made "mmm"

sounds. Wan Qing removed the cloth from the mute girl's mouth and whispered, "What are you doing here?" But then she immediately thought it was

unnecessary ; how could a deaf-mute person hear her? She turned to untie the ropes binding the mute girl's hands and feet, but the ropes were too tight,

and she couldn't untie them no matter how hard she tried. Just then, Wan Qing suddenly heard the elevator going up—someone was coming!

She hurriedly got up to leave, but the elevator had already reached this floor; if she went out, she would definitely be discovered by the people inside. What to do?

Where could she hide? In her extreme anxiety, the mute girl made a "mmm" sound and tilted her head to the left. Wan Qing

looked in the direction she was pointing and saw a huge wardrobe standing against the wall. Okay, that's where she'd hide! Just as she was about to enter the wardrobe, the mute girl made another

"mmm" sound. Wan Qing quickly stuffed the cloth back into her mouth, hurriedly scrambled into the wardrobe, and then

turned off her phone to prevent it from ringing and alerting her.

Outside, several people filed in, and the lights immediately came on. These people were Fan Hua, Wu Renyi,

Mr. Mei, Secretary Liu, and the two men, one tall and one short, from before. Fan Hua went straight to his executive chair, while Wu Renyi and

the other two sat on the sofa. The two men, one tall and one short, stood like watchdogs guarding the office door.

Fan Hua winked at Wu Renyi, who understood his master's meaning. He said to the short man, "Zhang Laosan,

untie her."

Zhang Laosan stepped forward and untied the mute girl from the table leg. The girl tried to struggle, but he kicked her twice,

snarling , "You better behave yourself, or I'll kill you!" Wu Renyi waved Zhang Laosan away, then

stood up and circled the mute girl twice before tearing the gag from her mouth. The mute girl glared angrily, showing no

fear .

Wu Renyi chuckled sinisterly, "Young Master Hua, this mute is really tough!"

Fan Hua picked up paper and pen from the table and tossed them to him: "Ask her who she gave that thing to."

Wu Renyi took the paper and pen, wrote on the paper, "Who did you give that painting to?" and handed it to the mute girl.

The mute girl didn't even look at it, still staring straight at him, her eyes seemingly spitting fire. Wu Renyi felt uneasy under her gaze

and, enraged, grabbed the mute girl's hair, shoving her head in front of the paper and pointing to the words, forcing her

to confess .

Meanwhile, Wan Qing, hiding in the wardrobe, was so nervous her heart nearly jumped out of her throat, her palms sweating profusely.

Peeking through the blinds, she saw Wu Renyi shaking

the mute girl violently by the hair. Anger surged within her, and she cursed him under her breath, thinking, "What kind of man bullies a woman like that?" Wan Qing wasn't good at cursing;

"bastard" was perhaps the most vicious word she could think of. She glanced around again, and when

she saw Secretary Liu, she was surprised: How could Xiao Liu be hanging out with these people? He always seemed so polite

and a book by its cover;

she'd better stay away from him in the future. Just then, two sharp "slaps" rang out. It turned out that Wu Renyi, seeing the mute girl wasn't "

getting going, " had angrily slapped her twice across the face. The two heavy slaps left two bright red handprints on the mute girl's cheeks, and a trickle of blood escaped from

the corner of her mouth . But she shook off a few stray strands of hair, still fearless, her eyes wide with fury. Suddenly, she spat a mouthful of saliva at her attacker. Caught off guard, Wu Renyi quickly turned his head, but couldn't dodge; the spit landed squarely on his forehead. He instantly flew into a rage, raining punches and kicks upon the mute girl, still spitting...

He cursed her filthyly, calling her a "filthy slut." The poor mute girl, thin and frail, couldn't withstand such a brutal beating and was

on the verge of fainting.

Wan Qing witnessed the violence before her, feeling angry, anxious, and ashamed. She was angry that these grown men were bullying a

weak woman —how shameless! She was anxious because she could only watch helplessly as the mute girl was beaten and humiliated without offering any help

! She felt ashamed because the mute girl was suffering this torment because she had given her the things. She thought of calling the police, but then she realized

she was also in danger. How could she call the police? Even if she did, the police would find her hiding in

the closet —how could she explain that? Besides, the trial was tomorrow; what about the case? After much deliberation, Wan Qing

was filled with worries and anxiety. In the end, she decided to call the police. Compared to human life, nothing else mattered;

even her own safety was something she had to disregard.

Just as Wan Qing was about to take out her phone to call the police, Mr. Mei, who had been silent until now, suddenly stood up and

shouted , "Enough! Stop!"

But Wu Renyi seemed to have gone mad, completely ignoring his shouts, and continued to punch and kick the mute girl. Mr. Mei

strode forward and pushed Wu Renyi away. Surprisingly, the large-bellied, simple-minded Wu Renyi was pushed so hard he

almost fell to the ground. He regained his footing, glared angrily at Mr. Mei, and roared, "Mr. Mei,

what do you mean?"

Mr. Mei didn't even look at him, only saying calmly, "If you kill her, I'll make you pay with your life!" Upon hearing this, Wu Renyi

roared in fury, ready to rush forward and fight Mr. Mei.

Seeing the situation turning sour, Fan Hua quickly stopped his men, "Director Wu, you mustn't be rude to Mr. Mei!" He then turned to

Mr. Mei and said, "Mr. Mei, what do you mean by this? Is it worth ruining our brotherhood over a mute?"

He was quite dissatisfied with Mr. Mei, thinking that even when beating a dog, one should consider its owner. Mr. Mei, you've been in the underworld for so long,

don't you understand such a simple principle?

Mr. Mei sneered and said, "Young Master Hua, the clue to the Seven Star Map lies with this mute. If Director Wu's

questioning leads to her death, can you bear the consequences when the higher-ups blame you? Not only you, but I

think even... hmph! I'm afraid you won't be able to escape responsibility."

These words made Fan and Wu's expressions change drastically. Fan Hua gasped, "This..." Mr. Mei's words made sense.

If this mute died at his hands, even if he had a thousand mouths, he wouldn't be able to defend himself, and he would be in deep trouble.

Even if they couldn't get any clues from the mute girl, they could hand her over to their superiors and consider their job done. He gave

Wu Renyi a wink. Wu Renyi then calmed down slightly and sullenly sat back down. Wan Qing's

anxious heart eased a little. She put her phone away again, wondering,

who was this guy surnamed Mei? What was the Seven Star Chart? Right, that must have been something the mute girl gave her!

Who was this "above" that Mr. Mei mentioned? This "above"

seemed to have a lot of power; Fan Hua and the others seemed very afraid at his name. Could this group of people

belong to an organization, and this "above" be its leader? What kind of organization was it?

A criminal gang? Unlikely; judging from the organization's tight-knit structure, it was far beyond that of an ordinary gang. How large and powerful was this

organization ? Fan Hua and Mr. Mei's group were from Beijing; this was undoubtedly

their base in Chongqing. Did they have bases in other cities? Did the chairman know about these things?

Thinking of the chairman, Wan Qing couldn't help but shudder. Could she also be a member of this organization?

Could the "higher-ups" be her? The thought sent a chill down Wan Qing's spine. If that were the case, then the entire

Huaxin Group must be part of this organization. Wasn't she in a den of wolves?

Just then, Fan Hua chuckled and said, "Mr. Mei, what's the best course of action?"

Mr. Mei didn't answer. He asked Zhang Laosan for the mute girl's phone. The contents of the phone had already been wiped clean, so he

wrote a few words on a piece of paper and handed it to the mute girl.

The mute girl's face changed drastically upon seeing it; anger turned to terror. Mr. Mei smiled slightly and passed the paper to Fan

Hua.

Fan Hua laughed heartily after reading it: "Mr. Mei is indeed brilliant! So the Seven Star Chart was given to him. Director Wu, this

mute is useless here. Take her away!"

Wu Renyi asked, "Young Master Hua, what should we do with her?"

Fan Hua thought for a moment and said, "Take her to take a bath." He then made a cutting motion on his own neck.

Even the dim-witted Wu Renyi understood what this meant and was about to order Zhang Laosan and his companion to act.

Mr. Mei said, "Young Master Hua, don't rush. Keeping her alive might be useful later."

Fan Hua asked, "Mr. Mei means…?"

Mr. Mei replied, "In my opinion, we should find a place to imprison her, treat her injuries, and keep her under strict guard

. We won't have to worry about her escaping."

Seeing Fan Hua's continued doubts, he added, "Young Master Hua, think about it. Besides the Seven Star Diagram, could she have anything

else ? If we can find something else on her, it might be a great achievement.

Moreover, I'm certain that the mute's relationship with that person is extraordinary. With her, we'll have

an bargaining chip."

After his explanation … Upon hearing this, Fan Hua happily gave a thumbs-up and flattered, "Mr. Mei is indeed a seasoned veteran,

his thinking is thorough, I admire you! Director Wu, do as Mr. Mei says."

Wu Renyi asked, "Then...where should we lock her up?"

Fan Hua retorted angrily, "You have to ask me about such a small matter? What the hell am I doing keeping you around?"

Wu Renyi had almost fallen after being pushed by the man surnamed Mei earlier, and he was already seething with resentment. Now, after being scolded by

his master , he felt utterly humiliated, and his displeasure intensified. However, he dared not disobey his master,

so he impatiently beckoned Zhang Laosan over and whispered something to him. Zhang Laosan and the tall man then put the battered

mute girl back into the black bag and carried her out.

Wan Qing was slightly relieved to see that the mute girl was not in immediate danger. But upon hearing Mr. Mei's words, her heart, which had just

settled began to pound again.

What did he mean by "other things"? Who was that person? Was it herself? Upon further thought, it seemed unlikely; it must

be the teacher. It appeared that the woman surnamed Mei was quite wary of the teacher. What kind of person was the teacher, really? Thinking of

this, she couldn't help but feel that the teacher had suddenly become a stranger, and that kind, fatherly face was gradually blurring.

Although Wan Qing's mind was in turmoil, her most pressing concern was her own safety. Hiding in the closet and unable to get out...

If this went on too long, she worried about being discovered by the villains. What should she do? She prayed silently, hoping the group would leave soon so

she could escape danger.

Fan Hua, seeing that the matter was settled, took out a cigar and smoked it. After a few minutes, seeing that the people in the room

were silent, he felt bored and said to Wu Renyi, "Director Wu, you said you had a big gift for me.

Where is it?"

Wu Renyi immediately perked up, chuckling lewdly, "Don't worry, Young Master Hua, the gift is on

its way and will arrive soon. And here it is, speak of the devil!"

Just then, two people walked in, one after the other.

Fan Hua's eyes lit up, and he jumped up from his executive chair, exclaiming excitedly, "Teacher Cang!"

It turned out that two women had entered. The woman in front bowed deeply to everyone and

said in strange Chinese, "Hello everyone! Please take care of me!"

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