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Chapter 29 Liang Yi Invites You to Dinner

Two hard-seat train tickets for returning to Haicheng from the Northwest a few days later.

It was as if Zheng Tianyou had already anticipated that An Min would definitely return to Haicheng with him.

“Anmin, no matter what, you and I talked for so long, and you left without saying a word. Do you know that your father was so angry with you that he was hospitalized?”

"Even if you don't like me anymore, you can tell me instead of just running away."

Zheng Tianyou lowered his head, looking deeply affectionate.

By retreating in order to advance, they are trying to regain public opinion on their side.

No one spoke; the silence was eerily profound.

Liang Yi stood beside An Min, blocking most of the light from the doorway.

He wore a crisp uniform, without collar insignia or cap badges, yet he possessed a calm and collected aura honed by years of battlefield experience.

His face was resolute, his jawline was taut, and his deep eyes held no intense emotion as he calmly looked at Zheng Tianyou.

But beneath that calm lies a hidden depth, like an ancient iceberg and a volcano about to erupt.

Liang Yi released Zheng Tianyou's wrist, disengaging the force cleanly and decisively.

Caught off guard, Zheng Tianyou fell to the ground in a disheveled state, clutching his throbbing wrist, and looked up at the silent yet imposing man before him.

Liang Yi's gaze didn't linger on Zheng Tianyou for even a second longer.

He turned slightly to look at An Min beside him, his voice low and concerned as he asked, "Are you alright?"

An Min shook her head: "It's nothing. Why did you come back?"

"I'll handle the rest."

Liang Yi didn't reply to An Min's question. He had rushed back home as soon as he heard about the incident.

He had actually arrived long ago, but he didn't rush in because he wanted Anmin to vent the anger she had been holding in.

Just when he was worried about not being able to find Zheng Tianyou and the others, he bumped into them himself.

Liang Yi turned his gaze back to Zheng Tianyou on the ground.

His face remained expressionless; he simply spoke in a low voice.

"Comrade Zheng Tianyou."

"You must be tired from your journey. Perfect timing, I had someone prepare some light drinks and snacks at the canteen."

His sharp gaze, like a tangible blade, grazed Zheng Tianyou's face before finally settling on the glaring train ticket at his feet.

The man's lips curled upwards slightly, with a hint of mockery.

"Let's eat and chat."

"Let's have a good chat about you and my partner."

Zheng Tianyou was instantly drenched in cold sweat; he wanted to refuse.

He looked into Liang Yi's unfathomable black eyes, which seemed capable of devouring everything, and a chill ran straight to the top of his head.

This is a trap! If he goes, he'll die!

But Liang Yi clearly didn't give him a chance to refuse, and directly had someone 'help' Zheng Tianyou up from the ground.

"Okay, let's all disperse."

Liang Yi waved his hand, and although everyone wanted to continue watching the excitement, they had no choice but to leave.

"Liang Yi".

Seeing that Liang Yi was about to leave, An Min quickly called out to him. The man turned around and gave her a reassuring look.

"It's okay."

After saying this, Liang Yi and his companions disappeared.

Anmin wasn't worried about what Liang Yi would do; she was worried that something might happen to him because of this.

These troubles, after all, started because of her.

Before long, the door to a small private room in the corner of the cafeteria was closed, immediately shutting out the faint noise from outside.

A square table, two chairs, and nothing else.

On the table were a dish of boiled peanuts in salt water, a dish of local pickles, and an opened bottle of the most ordinary local liquor.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of cheap liquor.

Zheng Tianyou sat opposite Liang Yi, his buttocks barely touching the edge of the chair, his back stiff as a board. Liang Yi's gaze was like an invisible branding iron.

He calmed himself down and forced himself to look at Liang Yi across from him.

Liang Yi didn't say anything, but picked up the wine bottle and poured half a bowl into the bowl in front of him.

The amber-colored liquid sloshed in the bowl, emitting a strong aroma.

He picked up his chopsticks, slowly and deliberately picked up a peanut, put it in his mouth, and chewed it very slowly and carefully, as if he were savoring some delicacy.

The faint chewing sounds were amplified infinitely in the deathly quiet little room, striking Zheng Tianyou's taut nerves like a death knell.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Zheng Tianyou felt like his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

He finally couldn't bear the silent torture any longer and swallowed hard.

"Does Commander Liang have something to say to me?"

Seeing that he was trying to remain calm, Liang Yi acted as if he hadn't heard him and picked up another piece of pickled vegetable.

He didn't even lift his eyelids, picked up the wine bowl in front of him, but didn't drink it. He just rubbed the rim of the bowl with his fingertips.

"Who suggested publishing this in the newspaper?"

Liang Yi finally spoke.

"Qian Xue? Or is it you?"

Liang Yi slowly raised his eyes.

His gaze was no longer calm and undisturbed, but a poisoned blade, carrying a chilling pressure that pierced the heart, aimed straight at Zheng Tianyou.

"Zheng Tianyou".

He leaned forward slightly, and an invisible sense of oppression instantly surged, almost making Zheng Tianyou breathless.

"You came to my territory, Liang Yi's territory, with a worthless piece of paper whose authenticity is unknown, and in front of so many people, you utterly ruined my wife's reputation, trying to pin dirt on her..."

"You have a loud voice, the whole residential compound could hear you howling."

Liang Yi's lips curled into an extremely cold smile, devoid of any warmth, only chilling and undisguised contempt.

“Every word and phrase seemed to want to crush her into the mud, so that she could never rise again.”

He paused, then lightly flicked the rim of the wine bowl with his finger, producing a crisp sound that was particularly clear in the silence.

Those sharp, eagle-like eyes locked onto Zheng Tianyou's gaze, and he asked, word by word, with crystal clarity.

"You're quite capable; I can't compare to you in this respect. But are you sure you want to do this?"

These words exploded in Zheng Tianyou's mind!

His body trembled violently, and he could no longer maintain his composure.

"No! No! Commander Liang! I absolutely didn't! I absolutely didn't mean anything against you!"

Zheng Tianyou's voice was choked with sobs, and he spoke incoherently.

"Even if you gave me a hundred lives, I wouldn't dare! I... I was blinded by greed! I was wrong! I deserve to die! Please have mercy on me! Spare me this time! I'll leave right now! I'll never appear in front of you and Anmin again!"

Tears streamed down his face; he wished he could kowtow to Liang Yi on the spot.

Looking at his ugly state, Liang Yi didn't even bother to show any contempt in his eyes.

How could Anmin have been so blind as to fall for him?
Is she good-looking? She's just average-looking, and as skinny as a chick.

Eloquent? That's true; he can spout nonsense without hesitation.

He's just too timid. He only said a couple of words and he got so scared.

Liang Yi slowly took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out and put it in his mouth, then took out a match.

A pale blue flame leaped up and ignited the cigarette butt.

He slowly exhaled grayish-white smoke, blurring his cold, hard features.

"Spare you?"

"My opinion doesn't count."

Liang Yi: I'm a little angry. How could my wife have taken a liking to this little chick?

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(End of this chapter)