A Favor Done, A Husband Won-Chapter 400 - 394: It Really Was a Bentley...

Jing Jihan spoke slowly and leisurely, "If she’s an arrow, either use her for oneself or eliminate the opposition. Unfortunately, she didn’t work for me but became a weapon for others, a thorn in my eye."

"What do you mean?"

Chu Shangdong still remained guarded.

Mr. Jing’s words seemed like an intentional attempt to recruit him, but this man appeared extremely calm and stable. Years of experience and years of careful observation and patience in prison made him fully aware that the young man before him was definitely not someone easy to handle.

Especially since this person had come up to him, speaking with a voice that, although gentle and low, fell on his ears with great strength and a coldness that chilled his spine. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

Chu Shangdong, due to years of dance training from a young age, had his physical growth stunted early. His height was just about 1.75 meters, so when he turned his head to look up at Jing Jihan, his gaze needed to be raised.

Jing Jihan looked at him with a seemingly scrutinizing and assessing demeanor, his voice low, faintly repeating, "You should know that Shi Su is now reaping fame and fortune in the entertainment circle, becoming the target of several capitals in the financial world. Since she refuses to work for me, she of course has to be prepared to be targeted at any time."

Saying this, Jing Jihan neither hurried nor slowed as he handed the gold card in his hand to Chu Shangdong: "Six million, to buy all the inside information you know from seven years ago, including the real reason Shi Su went abroad to have a child."

Chu Shangdong was stunned, looking down in disbelief at the golden bank card.

Six million?

He raised his eyes, "How did you find me?"

Without getting the answer he wanted, the man before him was clearly the one in control and would not answer his question.

Chu Shangdong looked down again at the card, "Your people have been watching me since I was released from prison? Is it just because you know I had some ties with Shi Su in the past and want to use me to dig up some insider news, tarnish her reputation, and bring her to ruin?"

Jing Jihan smirked, "So Mr. Chu, do you accept this deal?"

The allure of this card was immense.

Especially for Chu Shangdong’s current situation.

After taking a deep breath, he said, "How can I be sure there’s really money inside? I’m in the open, you’re in the shadows. If you take what I know and do other illegal things, and it later rebounds onto me, what will I do? There needs to be some security conditions."

Jing Jihan sneered, "It won’t rebound onto you. Sending you back inside for another ten or twenty years isn’t difficult. What capital do you think you have to negotiate terms with me? What did you just say to me? Illegal?"

He stepped back a few steps, taking the card in his hand with him, keeping a certain distance: "From seeking sentence reduction to now, every step has been paving the way for your life after release. You believe Shi Su was the evil source in your heart back then. If you hadn’t harbored ill thoughts towards her, you wouldn’t have gradually lost control and ruined your life. You want out, you want to destroy her, but after you got out, you discovered the world outside had changed. The times have changed. Everything isn’t as simple as it was back then. Shi Su is in front of the cameras, surrounded by countless people. You can’t even get close, let alone disguise yourself as a driver like your young son, because you’re old now, so old that you don’t even have this ability, only sitting in internet cafes constantly searching for all news about Shi Su, hating her, yet powerless."

Chu Shangdong suddenly gritted his teeth, glaring hatefully at the person before him, "You even know about what happened inside?"

"Not much, just read a few applications personally written by Mr. Chu."

Chu Shangdong’s complexion turned white.

Just who is he...

To see even internal matters from the judicial bureau?

Faced with such an omniscient and powerful figure, it seemed there was only one path laid out in front of him.

Chu Shangdong weighed it over for a while, thinking about his poverty after getting out of prison, the everything about Shi Su found online, that little girl now radiant and successful. He had no particularly good means to get close to her, especially when it was hard enough to get a full meal, with his rented room borrowed shamelessly from an old friend, even if he wanted to do something, he had neither the financial means nor ability.

If he could use the hand of this Mr. Jing to pull Shi Su into the water, it wouldn’t be a bad idea.

Chu Shangdong understood that once he grappled with capital, he would become a slave to money, but ever since he stepped into this estate, the disparity between rich and poor grew, even a plate of fruits in this lounge became something he craved.

"Are you certain there’s six million?" Chu Shangdong hesitated, looking at the golden card in Jing Jihan’s hand, the hidden human nature and greed beneath a façade gradually surfacing.

"Believe or not, it’s up to you. Do it or don’t, it’s also up to you." Jing Jihan’s voice was cold, without any hint of coercion, words always faint, unfathomable.

The deeper the unfathomable, the more Chu Shangdong trusted this sort of person’s vile mentality in the business circle. This Mr. Jing must be utterly disgusted by the existence of Shi Su, to go to such lengths to get dirt on her.

Chu Shangdong took a deep breath and said, "All the news about Shi Su that I’ve found in these past days is almost entirely non-negative. I only know she’s married with a daughter, but looking at the timeline, it would have been impossible for her to be married when she first ran abroad, and in her state at the time, she couldn’t have been involved in a normal romantic relationship."

"Is that so? Something happened to her before she went abroad, and you mentioned a word about Shi Su in your application, a brief word, but it hinted at the inside story of Shi Su’s psychological collapse and trauma seven years ago." Jing Jihan took two steps towards him, his gaze unchanged, speaking lowly, "On the night of May 11th seven years ago, after you ’failed to assault’ her, she escaped near Binhai Road?"

These were indeed points Chu Shangdong had briefly mentioned when writing his confession, indicating Mr. Jing had truly seen what he wrote.

Chu Shangdong stopped struggling, "Yes, I actually still have a video from that room back then. Although she jumped out the window and escaped, her dazed state curled up in the corner is suggestive enough. If it gets exposed, it wouldn’t be a small impact on her. I originally planned to use it to threaten Shi Su when I contacted her. If you want it, you need to pay extra."

He licked his lips while speaking, raised his hand, and put up two fingers, "Add... add another two million."

Jing Jihan’s face showed no emotions, "Fine."

Chu Shangdong couldn’t believe he’d agree so easily, hesitatingly asked, "What other conditions do you have?"

Jing Jihan: "Narrate everything from that night you saw, completely. After she escaped near Binhai Road, where did she go?"

Chu Shangdong didn’t understand why he was asking these questions, but instinctively recalled and said, "You really are asking the right person. At that time, I was chasing her, so only I saw it. Shi Su ran to the roadside and got into a car. I wanted to wait until she was forced out, but she surprisingly didn’t get out for a long time. Later the Shi family members arrived nearby, so I didn’t wait any longer and ran straight away."

"Car? What car? The Bentley near the pharmacy on Binhai Road?"

"It did seem like a Bentley, black, rather good-looking, and it didn’t look cheap..." Chu Shangdong suddenly broke from his recollection, staring in confusion at Jing Jihan’s suddenly deep-set eyes, "How do you know?!"

The air suddenly fell into a silence that made Chu Shangdong exceedingly uneasy.

Without a change in expression, Jing Jihan withdrew the gold card, not even letting him touch it, "Lu Zhao, take him away."

Chu Shangdong was astonished, "What do you mean? You goddamn played me?"

Lu Zhao entered, hearing Jing Jihan’s next words devoid of warmth, "Take care of it."

Those four words...

Since returning from the United States all those years ago, Jing Jihan had never uttered them again.

Lu Zhao’s eyes glinted sharply, nodding, "Understood."