Qin Jinhuan?
Mu Yu stopped yelling when a closer look revealed that it was him. Pointing at the check in his hands, she put on a straight face and said, “You are right on time. I was just about to go looking for you. Keep the check—that’s repayment for my hundred thousand in debt. The remaining 4.9 million bucks can count as interest. Effective now, we don’t owe each other anymore.”
Qin Jinhuan laughed at her speech. “Isn’t it a little too early to say that there is no more debt?”
Mu Yu heard the dissent. She instantly looked at him nervously and asked, “What do you mean by that?”
Qin Jinhuan waved the check in his hand. “You took advantage of grandpa’s delirium and spurred him into writing this huge check for you. I have both witness and evidence. I can sue you for scam. You are from the public security sector, deliberately breaking the law would be a demerit.”
Mu Yu was mind blown. “No, no! I did not instigate anything. He was fully aware when he gave me the check. It’s real!” she waved her arms and anxiously explained.
“Is that so? Why would he give you such a huge amount of money then?”
“Because he thought that I was your girlfriend and wanted to get rid of me.”
“Are you my girlfriend?”
“No, I’m not.”
Qin Jinhuan flashed a genuine smile and explained, “Fabricating fictitious facts or omission of truth in exchange of money or belongings is considered fraud. In fact, cases involving five hundred thousand bucks or above constitute huge fraud—punishable by incarceration of ten years or more. A fraud of five million like yours? One has to wonder what the consequences would be like.”
“ I really did not scam him!” Mu Yu was sweating profusely as she defended herself.
“Both evidence and witness suggest otherwise. You may appeal to a judge.”
“You… I…” Mu Yu almost cried. Just then, she had a thought. She pointed at the check in his hands and shouted, “Hey! Isn’t the check with you? It doesn’t have my name on it. You cannot accuse me of fraud.”
Qin Jinhuan raised his eyebrows and asked, “Didn’t you say that the check was ‘repayment for my hundred thousand in debt. The remaining 4.9 million can count as interest’?”
“A hundred thousand loan with 4.9 million in interest? Do you think a donkey kicked my brain?”
“What do you mean—”
“I never said such a thing. This check has nothing to do with me.”
“Oh, I see,” Qin Jinhuan kept the check and admonished her. “In that case, I have another twenty summon cards. Remember to show up whenever I call.”
With that, he smugly winked at her and strolled away.
Shameless! Despicable!
Mu Yu—who was boiling in rage—picked a stone off the ground and aimed it at the back of his head. After a long while, she finally threw the stone onto the ground and it landed next to her own feet.
This was not a man she could provoke.
By the time she returned to the city council via bus, lunch break was already over. She bought some bread from a convenient store and ate it before heading back to the forensic lab. Feng Rubing was in the midst of analyzing data when she walked over awkwardly.
Feng Rubing knew what she wanted and handed her a stack of data. He said politely, “Sort these data and send them to Chief Rong. Thank you for.”
“It’s okay, no worries.” Mu Yu accepted the data. She wanted to explain herself but Feng Rubing had already gotten up and left. With no better options, she walked over to her seat in low spirits.
After sorting through the data and keying them into the computer, she put the papers into a folder. Just as she was about to take her work to the crime investigation team, she bumped into Rong Jian at the entrance of the forensic lab.
Rong Jian took the documents and asked, “Where’s Dr. Feng?”
“Dr. Feng left after assigning me work. I have no idea where she went,” Mu Yu replied honestly.
“Oh,” Rong Jian smiled. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and said, “Oh yeah, Jinhuan just likes to fool around. If there’s anything he has done that made you uncomfortable, don’t take it to heart. He isn’t fundamentally bad.”
“Oh, it’s nothing.” Mu Yu curled her lips and pretended not to care but in her heart, she was calling Qin Jinhuan all kinds of names.
After all, she couldn’t be forthcoming about her loss.
“Jinhuan told me that his grandpa regards you as his dead aunt. His grandpa has been suffering from mental illness recently and it’s pretty sad. If you have the time, please do visit him. I can adjust your work schedule accordingly.”
Mu Yu couldn’t say no to Rong Jian’s sincerity. All she could do was to respond vaguely.
Rong Jian didn’t say much after that. He glanced at Feng Rubing’s seat again before departing.
Mu Yu resumed her seat and thought of grandpa crying with his arms around the doll. This made her heart tender. However, she felt deep-rooted disgust as soon as Qin Jinhuan’s face appeared in her mind.
She took out her notebook, flipped to the last page and printed two words in bold—summon cards. Then, she drew circles underneath the words by exerting pressure onto the pages, as if she were holding a knife, carving words into Qin Jinhuan’s body.
Just then, her phone rang.