Chapter 304: Find a Male Therapist

You see, the longer the lawsuit drags on, the bigger their bonuses—win or lose doesn’t matter. If they win, the money will come; if they lose, it won’t be any less.

Yang Yifan didn’t know what to say; this time it was the other side’s turn to get anxious.

The person in charge had already explained to Ling Hanyu that this matter was well-founded and backed by evidence.

And indeed, Yang Yifan was suspected of multiple crimes.

Ling Hanyu just smiled: “First… now that Yang Yifan can leave, the multiple crimes he’s suspected of are things you’ve determined. I don’t care who reported him or whether the investigation has been fully clarified.”

“As my representative while I’m away, Yang Yifan has the authority to decide everything about my company.”

“Not to mention that he hasn’t embezzled company funds—if he had, neither I, Ling Hanyu, nor my wife Song Qingtian, nor my daughter Ling Nuonuo, nor my parents would press charges. Whoever filed the complaint, go find them!”

Ling Hanyu’s expression grew somber: “Over the past month or so, the money our Company has lost, the plummeting stock prices, and the physical and mental harm Yang Yifan has suffered—all of this must be compensated fairly and objectively.”

“Compensation?” The person in charge looked rather displeased; they’d never heard of having to compensate a suspect in a case.

Ling Hanyu signed off: “That’s right—compensation. If your trial only lasts a couple of days, we can afford the delay, but after this long, we simply can’t.”

After finishing his remarks, Ling Hanyu glanced at Yang Yifan: “Go to the hospital later for an injury assessment. If you have any issues, settle this as soon as possible—then it can serve as evidence during the trial.”

The person in charge looked grim; there was no way they were going to let this slide.

As Ling Hanyu was leaving, he shot the person in charge a look that made the latter feel extremely uncomfortable. He didn’t wait; once Ling Hanyu left, he was gone—what was the point of standing there?

Once outside, Yang Yifan got into the car.

“Mr. Ling…”

“Does it feel like a dream?”

Ling Hanyu rarely joked, and Yang Yifan felt rather at a loss.

Ling Hanyu drove and said, “I feel like it’s a dream too.”

While driving, Ling Hanyu added, “Let’s drop the young Madam off first, then take you to wash away the bad luck.”

“No need, I can do it myself…”

“Do you think I’d eat you?”

Ling Hanyu glanced at Yang Yifan in the rearview mirror, clearly displeased.

Only then did Yang Yifan stop talking.

“Our mother and daughter will go too…”

“No way.”

Ling Hanyu flatly refused. Song Qingtian and her daughter looked adorably at Ling Hanyu.

They just couldn’t understand.

Why could they go, but not the mother and daughter?

“Could it be… you’re planning a massage?” Song Qingtian suspected that Ling Hanyu wasn’t being honest.

If they went for a massage, this whole thing would never end.

“What nonsense are you talking about?”

Ling Hanyu shot Song Qingtian an annoyed look. Song Qingtian stiffened: “What did you say?”

Yang Yifan didn’t dare say a word.

Two people who’ve experienced life and death really are different.

Arguments between them were just like those of ordinary couples—nothing like the old Mr. Ling and the young Madam.

Ling Hanyu quickly dropped his formal tone and explained: “We’re taking a bath; even if there’s a massage, it’s perfectly normal. We’ll hire a man. If you go, who will you hire?”

“I’ll hire a woman!”

Song Qingtian declared firmly, “I’m not hiring a man either!”

Ling Hanyu’s face tightened: “No way you’re going!”

Since Song Qingtian didn’t answer, Ling Hanyu took it as consent.

The car pulled up in front of the villa, and Song Qingtian and her daughter were let out.

Ling Nuonuo hugged Song Qingtian, looking utterly puzzled.

Song Qingtian said to her daughter, “Let’s slip in quietly.”

“Okay!”

Ling Nuonuo was thrilled.

Song Qingtian went back to fetch Uncle Lin, and once in the car, Uncle Lin followed Ling Hanyu.

With Uncle Lin around, tracking wouldn’t be a problem.

Besides, there weren’t many places Ling Hanyu could go anyway.

He was so rich—he’d definitely choose the best spots.

When Song Qingtian arrived, she saw Ling Hanyu’s car and confirmed that he was indeed inside.

She asked Uncle Lin to go take a look, and he did.

Sure enough, he was inside—and it was the highest-end private room.

Song Qingtian pretty much understood the situation and was ready to go in herself.

Just thinking about it made her feel great: she and her daughter finding a male therapist—imagine how embarrassed Ling Hanyu would look! It was such a satisfying thought!

But just as Song Qingtian was approaching, she spotted a car parked to the side.

Shen Conghao stepped out of the car.

Seeing Song Qingtian, Shen Conghao froze in place.

“You… okay?”

Today was Shen Conghao’s last day here. He’d planned to visit Song Qingtian, but when he saw her getting into Ling Hanyu’s car at the villa’s entrance, he thought he must have misseen it and followed her all the way.

It wasn’t until he was absolutely sure it was Song Qingtian that he got out of the car.

End of Chapter 304: Find a Male Therapist