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Chapter 162 Sacrificing Pieces

"Four years ago, Cheng Yue came to audition for Director Jiang's film. Director Jiang asked me to take her to his hotel alone..."

"Later, Director Jiang started to grope Cheng Yue. Cheng Yue refused and even threatened to sue him. Fearing that Cheng Yue would ruin his reputation, he hit her on the back of the head with a hotel lamp in a moment of desperation. As a result, he hit her too hard and she died instantly."

"The hotel was very close to my house, so Director Jiang put Cheng Yue in a suitcase and asked me to go with her to find a place to bury the body. Unfortunately, a child witnessed this, and to scare the child, Director Jiang cut off the corpse's head right in front of the child..."

"Bam—"

Jiang Yichuan slapped the laptop away from him, and Yin Xibei's voice came to an abrupt halt.

"Idiot! Burying a body in someone else's backyard? If someone sees it, they'll just scare you instead of killing you to cover it up. You're even dumber than a pig!"

Luo Shen, who was standing to the side, kept his head down and did not refute.

Jiang Chuanfeng was indeed stupid. Not only was he stupid, but his subordinates were also stupid. The men he sent out to kill He Suye only killed one of He Suye's dogs!

Not only did they fail to kill the other party, they also failed to retrieve the buried body. They deserve to end up in this situation!

Luo Shen thought this to himself, but dared not say it aloud. He comforted him, saying, "Young Master Jiang, now is not the time to blame Director Jiang. The most important thing now is how to resolve this matter."

“If Yin Xibei only said these things to the police in private, there is still a way to deal with it. We can even arrest her the moment she appears at the police station entrance.”

“But now, there are reporters at the door, and the whole internet knows about this. We can’t hide it anymore. If we want to protect Director Jiang, we can only smear Yin Xibei first.”

Luo Shen, with a relieved expression, continued, "Fortunately, Yin Xibei herself isn't clean either; she was involved in a scandal not long ago. We can use this to lower the trust of those people online. Netizens are the easiest to fool; they believe anything they hear. As long as we smear them well, this matter isn't unsolvable."

Luo Shen was adept at inciting public opinion and distorting the truth.

"As long as you nod, I'll do it right now and make sure that Yin Xibei's attempt to steal a chicken ends up backfiring!" Luo Shen said confidently.

"No," Jiang Yichuan shook his head to stop him.

"Do you have a better idea?" Luo Shen asked curiously.

"I mean, we don't need to worry about this anymore. We can even help them out if necessary."

"other side?"

“That’s right.” Jiang Yichuan’s handsome face swept away the gloom and revealed a spring-like smile. “I’ve never understood why He Suye always has such deep hostility towards me. Now I understand. It’s all because of this resentment. Once this resentment is resolved and this hatred is gone, and I give her even more benefits than the other side, wouldn’t she be willing to come over? Moreover, I can give her what ‘that person’ cannot give.”

"That person" of course refers to Mo Yuan, but what is it that even Mo Yuan wouldn't give, but Young Master Jiang can?

Luo Shen asked, puzzled, "What are you going to give her?"

Jiang Yichuan smiled without saying a word, which made Luo Shen even more uneasy.

As the car arrived at the airport, Luo Shen received a call from the manor. He went over and relayed it to Jiang Yichuan: "Young Master Jiang, Madam called and said that she has woken up."

"She faints over such a small thing." Jiang Yichuan frowned impatiently, waved his hand and said, "Tell her I'll be there to see her in three hours, and tell her to get some rest."

"Yes." Luo Shen replied, thinking to himself that only someone like Jiang Yichuan, who has no warmth in his bones, could get a proper rest after something like this happened.

He was willing to abandon even his own uncle just to please a pawn. This level of forbearance is far more impressive than that of King Goujian of Yue, which is why he was willing to work for Jiang Yichuan.

But at the same time, he also felt a chill down his back.

Will Jiang Shao one day, because of that woman, treat himself like Jiang Chuanfeng, someone who can be abandoned?

Looking at Jiang Yichuan's gentle yet angular face, Luo Shen already knew the answer in his heart: he definitely would.

Therefore, I must get rid of that woman as soon as possible!

The plane roared into the sky and took off.

On the other side of the ocean, beneath the clouds, Mo Yuan listened to Fifteen's report as he walked towards the sanatorium.

"There were a few people online who were clearly speaking up for Jiang Chuanfeng before, but now they've been brutally criticized by netizens. Now, no one in the entire circle dares to speak up for a confirmed murderer."

Mo Yuan stopped and looked at a man in a wheelchair on the lawn not far away. He scoffed and said, "A murderer? I don't think it's that simple. So far, have you seen Jiang Yichuan make any moves?"

"You mean... he's saving a trump card?"

"Possibly, but not necessarily, after all, he's his maternal uncle. Keep an eye on the company, especially the old man; let me know immediately if he makes any moves."

"Yes!"

The call ended, and Mo Yuan strode towards the man in the wheelchair, his expression somewhat unpleasant.

"You just woke up, why are you out in the wind? Are you crazy?!"

The nurse turned the wheelchair around, revealing a face that resembled his but looked very sickly. In just a few months, he had lost a lot of weight, almost to the point of being unrecognizable.

The man, with an IV drip stuck to his neck, forced a smile through his dry, pale lips, a smile that looked more like a grimace than a cry.

Is this his older brother, Mo Sheng? Even he almost didn't recognize him.

Mo Sheng and Mo Yuan, the names their short-lived biological mother gave them, was she trying to tell them that this world is an abyss?

Mo Yuan felt a bitter taste in his throat, looked away and said, "If you want to sunbathe, go to the sunroom. After you recover, I'll take you for a drive to the beach."

“Okay.” Mo Sheng paused for a moment, then said, “Don’t blame the doctors and nurses, I wanted to come out on my own.”

Mo Yuan opened his lips slightly, murmured an "Mmm," walked over, took the wheelchair from the nurse, and slowly pushed him into the beautiful pointed building.

This sanatorium was specially built by Mo Yanheng for Mo Sheng, but as his father, he only visits his eldest son, who is seriously ill with cancer, once a year.

Even so, Mo Sheng never complained to anyone.

As the wheelchair rolled across the lawn, Mo Sheng asked, "Has anything interesting happened these past few months?"

"No."

Mo Sheng turned his head to look behind him, somewhat surprised.

"Is it there or not?"

"I suppose so." Mo Yuan coughed lightly and said, "There's a woman... or rather, a girl, who's quite interesting."

Mo Sheng was stunned for a moment, then laughed happily, patted Mo Yuan's hand pushing the wheelchair and scolded with a laugh, "You brat! You didn't even tell your brother you were dating! You deserve a beating!"

"Brother, don't misunderstand, she and I are just business partners."

"Oh? Looks like it's unrequited love."

"elder brother!"

Mo Yuan jumped up and down, which made Mo Sheng even chuckle. "Looks like I was right!"

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