Director Wang nodded repeatedly. Since Lu Jinghan had already discovered the situation, he naturally had to prioritize self-preservation, completely ignoring Lu Qing An’s survival.
"Director Wang has been living well these past years, taking the twenty million that Lu Qing An gave you, covering up the truth about my parents’ murder, and secretly keeping a mistress from your wife. You’ve probably funneled a lot of your wife’s money to this mistress, haven’t you?"
Lu Jinghan’s lips curled into a faint smile, but the smile did not reach his eyes.
"President Lu, if Lu Qing An hadn’t blackmailed me with Xiaoxian back then, I wouldn’t have committed any crimes, no matter what. Please forgive me for my momentary lapse and let us go."
Lu Jinghan leaned forward and flicked ash into the ashtray on the coffee table, his hand casually resting with the cigarette on the sofa back: "Let’s see how you behave tomorrow."
"Yes, yes, President Lu, don’t worry. I will definitely speak truthfully and reveal everything I know."
Lu Jinghan stood up from the sofa, placed the recorder in his trousers pocket, and left with Feng Yi.
When Lu Jinghan returned to the hospital, Han Xi had already been awake for a while. Jiang Dachuan at the door told her that Lu Jinghan had gone out for some matters.
Han Xi wanted to call him but was afraid of disturbing him, so she waited without going back to sleep.
"Why are you awake? Is the wound hurting?"
Lu Jinghan frowned and walked to the bedside, sitting down and looking at Han Xi with concern.
Han Xi sat up, leaning her head on Lu Jinghan’s shoulder: "No, the wound isn’t hurting. I woke up thirsty for water, and I couldn’t sleep when I saw you weren’t here. Where did you go so late?"
Lu Jinghan wrapped one arm around Han Xi, his other hand interlocking fingers with her: "I’ve found evidence that Lu Qing An deliberately murdered my parents."
Han Xi looked up at him in shock, utterly incredulous: "Was it really your second uncle? But you are family."
The last time at the Lu Family’s old house, when she heard Lu Jinghan hint at this, Han Xi couldn’t believe it, but now it was really......
"Only if my parents die would the control of the Lu Family fall into Lu Qing An’s hands. He just made a slight miscalculation by not expecting me to return and persuade Grandpa to hand the control of the Lu Family to me."
So there really are people in this world who would abandon everything for money, even going so far as to murder their blood relatives.
Perhaps the demons in hell aren’t as terrifying as human hearts.
Han Xi felt a pang of sympathy for Lu Jinghan, realizing that like herself, he had few relatives left around him.
"Jinghan, I’ll always be by your side."
Lu Jinghan understood Han Xi’s intention, knowing she feared he would be saddened: "I’m fine. I’ve long suspected that the car accident couldn’t be unrelated to Lu Qing An. They ceased to be family in my eyes long ago. As long as I have you, it’s enough."
Yes, as long as they have each other, it’s enough.
"Go to sleep now, it’s already late."
"Hold me while we sleep."
Lu Jinghan lowered his head and planted a kiss on Han Xi’s soft lips, his magnetic voice filled with deep affection: "My Mrs. Lu can’t be without me, right?"
Han Xi’s dark pupils were brimming with indescribable sweetness: "Yes, you’ve already got me completely."
Lu Jinghan flashed a dimpled smile as they lay down on the bed together, their foreheads touching: "Good night, Xiao Xi."
"Mm, good night... and I love you."