I, Yan Jiefang, will live to 2025 in this courtyard house.

However, before he could even buy a Mercedes or a Crown, which were decent imported cars for that era, his eldest son called.

"Dad, I saw in the sports newspaper that someone named Lin Lan is belittling and slandering you! This is definitely someone stirring up trouble!"

I wrote a letter to appeal, but several days have passed and no one has done anything. Should I just take leave and go to the newspaper office to confront them?

His voice was very agitated; he seemed quite angry.

After all, in their hearts, their father, Yan Jiefang, was a sports giant who won glory for the country and won 19 gold medals in two Olympic Games!

It is absolutely unacceptable to slander it.

Yan Jiefang calmly comforted him:

"It's alright, don't worry about it. I'll fly back tomorrow to handle it."

You should study hard.

Hearing his father's calm tone, Yan Xueqian's mood gradually calmed down:

"Okay, I'm going to the library now. Goodbye, Dad."

As soon as he hung up the phone, several pretty female students standing under the shade of a tree nearby immediately approached.

One of the girls, who wasn't very tall, raised her head and said loudly:

"Xueqian, you don't actually need to ask your uncle for help with this. My parents both work in the city's propaganda department. If I go home and beg them, they can definitely smooth things over!"

Another round-faced girl snorted:

"Xu Ying, don't flatter yourself. With your parents' lowly positions of section chief and deputy director, people might not even pay them any attention!"

Xueqian, my dad is the director of the office of the China Writers Association, and he has some influence in major newspapers and periodicals.

Don't worry about it. As long as my dad puts a word in their favor, they'll at least behave themselves a bit.

Yan Xueqian shook his head:

"Thank you for your help, but my dad will be back tomorrow to handle this, so I won't trouble you classmates."

He looked up at the still-intense sun and called out,

"It's still quite hot today. Come on, I'll treat everyone to some soda."

Yan Xueqian, this handsome guy, doesn't often offer girls drinks, but they were lucky enough to run into him today.

The pretty female classmates all readily agreed.

So the tall Yan Xueqian led five or six pretty girls to the University Student Home next to the East Campus dormitory area.

Many students who witnessed this scene, though silent, felt a pang of jealousy.

The school beauty and class beauty, whom he could not have, fluttered around Yan Xueqian like butterflies and bees.

It's so painful!

...

Yan Jiefang was unaware of what was happening with his son, and even if he had, he would have only praised him, saying, "This son is just like me."

After hanging up the phone, he immediately gave instructions to his subordinates and then drove to Luohu Railway Station.

There's a train, number 86, that departs at 12:10 and arrives in Guangzhou around 14:15, so I should be able to catch my afternoon flight.

It's almost November now, long past peak season, so buying tickets is relatively easy. Yan Jiefang bought a ticket and boarded the train without any problems.

After getting off at Guangzhou Railway Station, he hailed a taxi and continued towards Baiyun Airport.

After a long and tiring journey, it was around 9 p.m. when he got off the Boeing 737-200.

Looking at the pitch-black night outside the airport, Yan Jiefang walked directly into the darkness, then turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared.

Compared to the BJ212, which has a speed of only 40 or 50 kilometers per hour, the "White Sun Flying Escape Technique" with a speed of over 480 kilometers per hour is of course faster.

Having learned this flying technique for so long, although he hasn't practiced it much on a regular basis, he has now reached 41/100.

Correspondingly, the flight speed has increased from 100 meters per second to over 150 meters per second.

He didn't go home, but went straight to the enemy's stronghold.

After several rounds of questioning, they found the woman surnamed Lin in a hotel room.

She was having a great time playing games with two foreigners.

Pure, early-era foreign steaks.

Yan Jiefang didn't bother to waste any more words and simply let the two foreigners suffer cerebral hemorrhages and collapse onto the bed.

Then, Lin Lan was left with high-level paraplegia, losing all sensation below her neck.

They then found out who all the people she had been involved with.

This includes the newspaper's editor-in-chief, several people from the publicity department, several writers, and reporters.

He went to each and every one of these people, leaving no one undiscovered.

He was too lazy to have the newspaper publish an apology to clarify the situation and avoid further complications.

By the time these things were done, almost an hour had passed.

When I got home, it took about the same amount of time as driving from the airport.

The next day, when the hotel staff were cleaning the room, they immediately discovered the situation in the guest room.

Due to paralysis of her lower body, Lin Lan was incontinent, and her bed was covered in feces, creating a foul stench.

Moreover, the waiter noticed that the three people were acting very strangely.

She immediately reported it to the hotel management.

When the group of people from the hotel came to see the scene, they all looked ashen-faced.

Because foreign friends were involved and there were casualties, they had no choice but to report the incident directly to the police.

When a murder occurs, the police arrive very quickly.

As they carefully examined the scene, they took out paper and pen and asked questions face-to-face:

"Comrade Lin, please tell me what happened."

Since the woman had helped her put on her clothes, Lin Lan felt less embarrassed and her account of the events became much more organized:

"Officer, I am a patient now, please call an ambulance immediately!"

The officer in charge of the questioning raised his eyelids slightly:

"The ambulance has been called and is on its way. Now, please answer my question: what happened last night?"

Hearing that an ambulance had been called, Lin Lan felt much calmer and thought that she might still be saved.

She couldn't move her body and could only stare at the ceiling:

"I have no idea."

Anyway, she definitely won't admit to playing cards with two foreign friends last night.

In an era where reputation is still valued, what if word got out? Would she even be able to live with herself?

How am I going to explain this to my parents and boyfriend?

The police officers were also a bit annoyed by her seemingly indifferent attitude.

After all, they had no way to deal with a paralyzed patient.

So the questioning began from another angle:

"Who are those two foreign friends? What are their names?"

Lin Lan's voice was very calm:

"I don't recognize you. I've never seen you before."

"Then how come they're in the same room as you?"

"I don't know. I booked this room to rest for the night."

They just barged in. I had no way to resist the two men's strength, so I could only feign compliance and obediently cooperate. I was so scared that I didn't dare to resist at all.

"But the hotel staff said that the three of you walked in together, chatting and laughing, and that they were right next to you when you checked into your room."

"Ah! My head is so dizzy and hurts so much! Please, please let me go! I don't remember anything from before! Waaah~"

Lin Lan closed her eyes and began to cry.

The police officers looked at each other, their faces ashen. This guy was just too stubborn!

At that moment, a sound came from outside:

"Where is the patient?"

Lin Lan immediately shouted:

"Here I am! I'm here!"