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Chapter 1033 - 728 Green Grassland_2

Chapter 1033: 728 Green Grassland_2

Fang Qing kept her composure, merely bumping her arm gently.

Tong Dan took the hint and didn’t interrupt.

"Okay, gossiping about our superiors, in other companies, would get you fired, you know."

The lawyer Fan spoke up, effectively putting an end to the subject.

"Fang Qing, thanks."

"I’m done with the melodrama, now that you’ve made up your mind, I wish you every success."

"Fang Qing, there’s just one thing I hope for, that we never meet in court. I really don’t want you as my opponent."

"Xiao Fang, no matter where you go, don’t forget you still have us friends. Stay in touch when you can."

After the meal came the time to say goodbye.

Even as a bystander, Tong Dan couldn’t help feeling moved. They say the workplace is treacherous, but it seemed that Fang Qing’s colleagues at Tianhe Law Firm were decent people. It’s just a pity they chose the wrong boss.

Everyone shook hands with Fang Qing, hugged her.

"One rotten apple spoils the whole barrel. I wonder if they’d continue to stay at Tianhe if they knew the true colors of their boss."

Once everyone had left, Tong Dan couldn’t help but express her feelings, and then added, "Do you think Ding He has been imprisoned by his wife?"

Fang Qing exhaled lightly, looking relieved after seeing everyone off.

"Don’t worry too much about other people’s affairs. You’re a flight attendant, not a journalist."

"Can’t we even talk about it? Just now they said Ding He hasn’t been seen for days. A man like him, his career is his life, because it’s the only place he can find a bit of dignity. Normally, he would never neglect his work."

Tong Dan spoke confidently.

Fang Qing looked at her, "You really understand men pretty well."

"Tch."

Tong Dan scoffed, "Of course. I can assure you, Ding He definitely has a problem with his wife, haha, they might even fight."

"Let’s go shopping, I need to buy something for my parents."

Fang Qing ignored her and walked towards the end of the street.

"Wait for me."

Tong Dan hurried to follow.

"Director Wang, I disagree with your perspective, it’s not just about blocking or deleting. Such measures only offer a temporary solution. The key is to address the source of the spread, which is the people,"

Beside Shenzhou’s main street.

Kyoto Club.

Fang Jun was holding his mobile phone, his eyes dark and brooding.

"I understand all these principles, but Young Master Fang, there’s still the same issue – the law does not punish the multitude."

"The law does not punish the multitude."

Fang Jun scoffed coldly, "That’s such an outdated concept. The internet is not a lawless place. Many criminals think they won’t be taken seriously online, which is why they are so brazen. To clean up the online environment, it’s essential to break this mentality, not to indulge and tolerate it."

Fang Jun enunciated every word.

On the other end of the line, they seemed to have a hard time responding, remaining silent for a while.

Just when Fang Jun was about to put more pressure, a hand suddenly reached from behind and boldly took his phone away.

The figure leaning against the railing, Fang Jun, turned around sharply, his eyes like those of a wolf looking for its prey. But when he recognized who it was, he oddly contained his boiling anger.

The person didn’t look at him, and with a serene expression, placed the phone to his ear.

"I am Song Chaoge."

"Young Master Song."

The person on the other end quickly called out, with a solemn tone.

"Director Wang, you just do what you need to do."

Song Chaoge, who dared to take Fang Jun’s phone at such a time, said with a smile.

"Thank you for your understanding, Young Master Song."

"I won’t disturb Director Wang’s work any longer."

After speaking, Song Chaoge ended the call, put down the phone, and handed it back to Fang Jun.

Fang Jun took it, calling out with a displeased expression, "Brother Song."

Song Chaoge’s expression was neutral, standing by the railing, "Do you know how many netizens there are in the country? Could you possibly catch them all?"

After speaking, he continued, "Not everyone knows your sister, after all."

Fang Jun’s pupils shrank, and he clenched his phone tightly.

Even though he had been mentally prepared, that many people knew or would come to know about it, he couldn’t suppress the embarrassment.

"You should have talked to your sister a long time ago."

Song Chaoge spoke softly.

Fang Jun twisted his mouth awkwardly, "Brother Song, do you think I haven’t tried? She is my sister, after all; how could I, her brother, possibly force her?"

Song Chaoge nodded in agreement.

"True."

Fang Jun went silent.

"Don’t take it too hard. She is your sister, yes, but she is just your sister, a separate individual from you. You don’t need to burden yourself too much. I’ve already notified the internet giants like Liu Yiming about this."

"Thank you, Brother Song."

Standing beside him, Song Chaoge raised his hand and patted his shoulder.

"Found out who did it yet?"

"We’re investigating. I’ve had my sister draw up a list of suspects."

A suspects list?

It could also be a death list.

"That white guy, was..."

Fang Jun’s face twisted slightly, "He was my sister’s driver."

Song Chaoge fell silent for a moment.

"Take him into custody."

"I’ve already dealt with him."

Fang Jun’s tone was cold and cruel,

Song Chaoge turned his head, furrowing his brows slightly.

"Before he died, I made sure he thoroughly experienced what it’s like to be a woman."

Fang Jun continued, his eyes gleaming with malicious amusement, sending shivers down one’s spine.

Eight black men.

One night.

The screams were unending.

Song Chaoge didn’t ask for specifics, he retracted his gaze and said plainly, "You rushed it. You should have kept him alive."

"Kept him? What if someone had identified him?"

"Have you considered that after the incident, the mysterious death of the male lead might draw even more suspicion? If I were the mastermind, I would definitely make a big deal out of this matter."

Fang Jun had no regrets, instead, he said cruelly, "I hope they do make a big deal out of it. I really want to know who it is."

It was clear to anyone with eyes.

Someone was stirring up trouble; otherwise, the news wouldn’t have spread so quickly.

Netizens aren’t naive.

Next door in Dongying, their adult romance films cover all sorts, none excluding any type, and the leads in those videos aren’t celebrities.

Hearing Fang Jun’s response, Song Chaoge said no more.

No one is perfect.

At this moment, he could understand the other’s feelings.

"How is your sister doing now?"

Song Chaoge asked with concern.

"Brother Song, you don’t have to worry about her at all. Her psychological strength is stronger than anyone’s."

"It’s fine to be angry as a family, but don’t take it too seriously. If there’s a problem, solve it."

Fang Jun remained silent.

"There’s someone else you might want to comfort."

Fang Jun looked puzzled, "Who?"

"Your brother-in-law."

Song Chaoge said, "As a man, this kind of thing must be more distressing for him than for anyone else."

His words were undeniably true.

A wife’s infidelity is an unbearable burden for any man.

And what’s even more painful is being cuckolded without a word spoken, and having the whole world know about it.

"Brother Song, I appreciate your concern, but truly, there’s no need to worry about them. The reason my sister ended up like this, as her husband, he must share at least half the blame. The driver and his own wife right under his nose... Didn’t he know anything at all?"

Fang Jun sneered, "Now I know why my sister chose to marry him. The two of them are a perfect match indeed."

He still considered their kinship, tactfully omitting the stark terms ’whore’ and ’coward’.

After all, it was someone else’s family affair, not suitable for too much interference.

And Fang Jun’s words didn’t seem too problematic.

If the husband could man up a bit, perhaps things wouldn’t have escalated to this point.

"Your sister might need a more dominating husband to turn things around."

Song Chaoge spoke succinctly.

Fang Jun felt the same way. Once bitten, twice shy. If these sorts of scandals kept happening, no matter how capable he was, he wouldn’t be able to bear it.

As for Ding He.

He seemed to have been forgotten.

Naturally.

This is Shenzhou’s prime street.

The unfathomable depths of the Kyoto Club.

From this vantage point, most people in the world are as insignificant as ants.

Who would care about the feelings of ants?