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Chapter 292 - 292 283 280 Calling for Help

292: Chapter 283 Chapter 280: Calling for Help 292: Chapter 283 Chapter 280: Calling for Help Ye Chen almost stumbled when he heard that.

To think she had the nerve to ask him to drum up business for her.

No sooner had the old lady left than a pitiful woman arrived at the entertainment city.

Dressed in a pure white coat, it seemed as though it had gathered quite a bit of dust.

Ye Chen looked at the woman, who had been fine just a short while ago, but within days had turned into such a mess, as if she had been violated.

Ye Chen approached her, startled, and asked, “Lin Xue’er, what…what happened to you?”

“Ye Chen…

Wah…” Lin Xue’er suddenly threw herself into Ye Chen’s arms and began to sob uncontrollably.

Ye Chen was momentarily stunned.

To be honest, he had no fondness for Lin Xue’er.

Not just because of the relationship between his dad and Liu Jiangqiu, but also because she had significant character flaws—stubborn and dogmatic in her ways, always arrogant, thinking she was a beauty like a flower, a precious gem, while others were mere weeds.

However, seeing Lin Xue’er crying so inconsolably, Ye Chen couldn’t help but feel compassion.

Curious, he asked, “What exactly happened?”

“Ye Chen, my dad was arrested.

Please, help me!” Lin Xue’er cried like raindrops.

Ye Chen was stunned.

Lin Qiuhua was arrested?

When had this happened?

He immediately had Feng Zhixiao inquire and soon got the answer.

Lin Qiuhua had been taken away by the Disciplinary Inspection Committee yesterday afternoon, and this morning Lin Qiuhua’s wife was also taken away.

Moreover, both of their bank accounts were frozen, and their home was seized.

Lin Xue’er was now truly homeless.

Ye Chen finally understood why she was crying so pitifully.

But the reason Lin Qiuhua was taken away by the Disciplinary Inspection Committee was entirely due to the conflict between Jiang Zhonggen and Liu Jiangqiu.

Frankly, Lin Qiuhua was just a political sacrificial pawn.

Ye Chen had no power to intervene.

Besides, even if he could save him, he definitely wouldn’t.

Right now, Ye Chen deeply loathed Liu Jiangqiu.

“How do you want me to help you?” Ye Chen frowned.

“I know you have a good relationship with Secretary Jiang.

Please, plead with Secretary Jiang for me.

There’s hope for my dad then!” Lin Xue’er begged.

“I’m sorry, I can’t help!” Ye Chen replied with a cold smile.

“No, no, I know you can do something, right?” Lin Xue’er looked at Ye Chen with pitiful eyes.

“I said, I can’t help!” Ye Chen shook his head and said, “Your dad is a sacrificial victim of a political struggle.

If you want to blame someone, blame Liu Jiangqiu for going too far.

Otherwise, why would Jiang Zhonggen take so many retaliatory actions?”

“But, my dad hasn’t done anything wrong!” Lin Xue’er looked at Ye Chen, her eyes brimming with tears.

“I’m sorry, I can’t help!” Ye Chen shook his head, then turned and went inside the casino, leaving Lin Xue’er standing there alone, pitiful.

Ye Chen was not incapable of saving her; with his abilities, and his relationship with Jiang Zhonggen, it would be easy to get Lin Qiuhua out.

But if he did that, he would owe Jiang Zhonggen a favor and give Liu Jiangqiu an additional helper.

Lin Xue’er stood at the door, desolate and heartbroken, her delicate doll-like face covered in tears.

She glanced at the casino once more, realized Ye Chen’s silhouette had disappeared, wiped her tears, and quietly left.

Lin Xue’er, after a night of struggle, seemed to have gone through a metamorphosis, her thoughts about life having deepened overnight.

Lin Xue’er was no longer naive.

Especially since she was pleading everywhere for help but to no avail.

Everyone avoided her as if she were the plague, with no one willing to embrace her as Ye Chen did.

Even though Ye Chen rejected her, she understood from his perspective, especially after the incident at the hospital—Liu Jiangqiu virtually wanted Ye Chen dead.

Thus, it was impossible for Ye Chen to rescue her father.

Lin Xue’er left in sorrow, determined to seek out every person who might have the power to save her father.

She couldn’t give up any hope, not until the very last moment.

If indeed no one was willing to lend a hand, then… Lin Xue’er had already braced herself for the worst.

…

After Lin Xue’er left, Ye Chen, smoking a cigarette, stepped out of the casino.

Feng Zhixiao grinned and said, “Brother Chen, that chick is pretty hot, eh?

Did you score?”

“Get lost, do I look like that kind of despicable person?

Amen?” Ye Chen couldn’t help but glare at Feng Zhixiao and said, “I’m a pure, innocent little cutie.”

Feng Zhixiao was astounded.

Shit, Brother Chen had no shame when trying to be cute—his skin was thicker than the city walls.

“Right, take some people to the prison to pick someone up in a couple of days.

Remember to bring firecrackers, and a ceremonial team, and try to make it feel warm for the brothers!” Ye Chen immediately ordered.

“Brother Chen, you can count on me to handle things!” Feng Zhixiao grinned and said, “But this group of brothers needs to be assigned to Da Hei and the rest.

They’ve always been short on hands in the Southern District, plus, the Anti-Chen Gang is stubborn as hell, still dreaming about taking back their turf!”

“Hmph, those bastards, I will deal with them sooner or later!” Ye Chen snorted coldly.

“I was thinking the same thing!” Feng Zhixiao nodded and said, “Brother Chen, once Tie Niu and Liu the Tyrant have trained the guys, the Anti-Chen Gang will be the first we scrub out, damn it, Anti-Chen my ass, more like Anti-his-sister.”

“Let’s not bother with that ragtag bunch for now.

The most important thing is to prevent Yan Bu’er’s counterattack!” Ye Chen cautioned.

“Got it!” Feng Zhixiao nodded again.

On the thirteenth day of the first lunar month, an utterly ordinary day when everyone was waiting for the Lantern Festival, a pitiful figure wandered the streets, her disheveled hair a mess, her white coat dirty.

Skinny jeans hugged her legs.

The girl’s features were striking at first glance.

Some brash thugs openly harassed her, only to be scolded off by the girl.

Wandering for a whole day, searching and pleading for help.

Yet not a single person was willing to lend a hand; few even wanted to meet her, let alone help her.

Lin Xue’er was disappointed and felt utterly hopeless towards this cruel world.

Looking at the vast sea before her, she thought about ending it all with one leap.

After all, death would be the end of all her problems.

But Lin Xue’er had a strong inner core despite her fragile appearance, a strong heart beneath her delicate exterior.

Watching two seagulls flying over the sea, she wished she could be like them, soaring freely without any pressure or troubles.

“It looks like this is the only way left!” Lin Xue’er sighed helplessly, pulling out her phone with only one bar of battery left.

This call could be her last; she dialed a number with trembling hands.

Tears began to fall as she thought about how it had come to this.

…

Ye Chen and a few others from Feng Zhixiao’s group were outside enjoying a barbecue, at Fatty Liu’s place where Ye Chen was a Gold Token member.

With this status, he could eat whatever he wanted, however much he wanted.

While everyone was having a good time, Ye Chen’s phone rang.

“Hello, who is this?” Ye Chen asked, taking a refreshing gulp from a can of beer.

“Ye Chen, it’s me, Xue’er!” Lin Xue’er tried to hold back her tears from the other end of the phone.

“Oh, it’s you.

Have you eaten yet?

Wanna join us for some food?” Ye Chen chuckled.

“Oh, I’ve eaten already!” Lin Xue’er tactfully declined Ye Chen’s invitation, biting her lip she said, “Ye Chen, I need to talk to you about something!”

“What’s up?” Ye Chen was taken aback.

“Come to room 315 in the Jinsheng Hotel!” Lin Xue’er implored seriously, “Please make sure to come, it’s really important!”

After she hastily hung up the phone, Ye Chen was left stunned.

Feng Zhixiao, eavesdropping with his ear to Ye Chen’s phone, vaguely heard some of the conversation and smirked, “Heh heh…

Brother Chen, it’s something important, so hurry up!

The girl is already washing up in the room waiting for you!”

“Shut up!” Ye Chen glared at him and said, “Lin Xue’er wants my help to get her dad out, sigh, that poor girl, she must’ve been looking for help all day long!”

“Eh, you mean Lin Qiuhua’s daughter?

Not bad, she’s quite the looker!” Feng Zhixiao grinned and said, “Brother Chen, hurry up and be the hero, save the innocent girls.

The girls of this world are counting on you.”

Hahaha…

Everyone burst into laughter.

Li Tieniu touched his bearded face, and Liu the Tyrant grabbed two bottles of beer, pouring them down his throat.

Both tough guys, they weren’t picky about food, but they ate like beasts, consuming the equivalent of several people in one meal.

Fortunately, they lived in an era that satisfied their basic needs; otherwise, they might have starved during the three years of natural disasters in the ’60s.

With no choice after receiving Lin Xue’er’s call, Ye Chen stood up to head for the Jinsheng Hotel.

Before leaving, he instructed, “Don’t be shy, guys, eat like it’s the end of the world.

After all, we don’t have to pay for food here!”

“Brother Chen, don’t worry; we’ll treat this place like our own home!” Liu the Tyrant said with a grin.