066 The Beauty’s Lament

Seeing clearly who was in the driver’s seat, Luo Yingying was naturally shocked!

She certainly didn’t believe this was Lin Qi’s car.

“Lin Qi, where did you rent this car from? Are you trying to trick my sister again?” Luo Yingying was furious.

“None of your business…” Lin Qi smiled faintly and turned to say, “Feifei, I’m heading off now. When you get off work, I’ll come pick you up!”

With those words, he stepped on the gas and sped away, as carefree as could be.

“Feifei, that must be a rental car, right?” Luo Yingying pressed immediately.

“Brother-in-law said it was a gift from someone…” In truth, Luo Feifei didn’t believe this explanation either. Who would give away a luxury car worth millions? But in front of her sister, she didn’t want Lin Qi to lose face.

“He definitely rented it! Feifei, don’t believe him, all he does is brag…”

“Sis, I have to get to the office now!”

Unable to stand Luo Yingying’s nagging, Luo Feifei dashed off.

“I’m going to expose that guy for sure…” Luo Yingying ground her teeth, whipped out her phone, and dialed a number.

After years as the receptionist at Longyue Group, she had built up some connections; checking a car was a simple matter. She remembered the license plate perfectly.

“Help me find out which rental company owns this car!” Luo Yingying was determined to get to the bottom of it.

It wasn’t long before she got a reply.

“It’s not from a rental company. That car belongs to Song Qingzhu, president of Jinyang Group.”

“What?!”

With a clatter, Luo Yingying’s phone slipped from her hand.

How could it be Song Qingzhu’s car?

Meanwhile, Lin Qi pulled the car over by the roadside and inspected it inside and out.

He didn’t uncover any valuable clues, though he did find some women’s hairbands and earrings.

He figured he’d return them to Song Qingzhu at the next opportunity—perhaps that would give him another chance to observe her.

Lin Qi then drove the car back to his apartment complex, parked it in a random corner, returned home to change into his delivery uniform, and set out on his bicycle to make deliveries.

He hadn’t forgotten that he was supposed to pick up Luo Feifei after work.

But as dusk fell, Luo Feifei called to say her department was having a dinner, and he needn’t come for her.

So Lin Qi simply continued making deliveries.

It wasn’t until after ten at night that he returned to the dispatch station.

Calling it a station was generous—it was really just a rented house. Most of the riders were already back, and the courtyard was bustling.

Xiao Rui was hunched over a stone bench doing her homework, a bandage still wrapped around her head.

There was a lot of homework at school these days; working until ten or eleven at night was nothing unusual.

Lin Qi walked over.

“Xiao Rui, does your head still hurt?”

“Brother Lin Qi, it doesn’t hurt anymore!”

“That’s good.” Lin Qi smiled, ruffling her hair, then glanced at the window of the station manager’s office.

To his surprise, Hongyu was looking at him as well.

Their eyes met, and Hongyu immediately lowered her head, flustered.

Lin Qi went inside.

Only the two of them were in the office.

After what happened last night, this was the first time they were face-to-face again.

“Sister Yu…”

Just as Lin Qi began to speak, Hongyu looked up and interrupted, “Was it a tough day making deliveries?”

Lin Qi swallowed what he’d wanted to say. “It was alright.”

“I asked around—Liu Datou’s business is finished, and he’s disappeared. I’d guess he’s left Haitong City.”

“That’s good.”

“Would you like some water? I’ll pour you a cup.”

Hongyu grabbed a paper cup and turned to pour water, giving Lin Qi no chance to say more.

It was clear she didn’t want to bring up last night.

Although nothing had happened, it felt as though everything had.

Lin Qi could only let it go.

“Sister Yu, I won’t have any water,” he said, turning to leave.

Hongyu’s hand trembled, and she couldn’t help but look back at his retreating figure.

But even as Lin Qi walked away, she didn’t call out to him.

In the empty room, only the sigh of a beauty lingered.

On the outskirts of Haitong City, in a rented house—

Liu Datou lay in bed, his body wrapped in bandages.

Around him sat four or five men who had followed him for more than a decade.

With Liu Datou’s fall, they had lost their livelihood as well.

“I still don’t know what I did to offend Song Qingzhu…” Liu Datou’s gaze was hollow and lifeless as he lay there. “That vicious woman drove me out of Haitong City and took all my assets too—she’s forcing me onto a dead end!”

Song Qingzhu wasn’t law enforcement and had no right to confiscate his property.

But as president of Jinyang Group, she had plenty of ways to leave him penniless!

“Boss, what do we do now…” his brothers sighed.

“She’s forcing us to the brink; I won’t let her have it easy!” Liu Datou’s eyes blazed with murderous intent—he clearly had nothing left to lose.

“When I’ve recovered, we’ll sneak back into Haitong City.”

“Then we’ll kidnap Song Qingzhu.”

“At the very least, we’ll extort a hundred million from her—that’ll be enough for us to live out the rest of our lives!”

“We’ve lost everything anyway—might as well risk it all!”