He tricked his amnesiac partner into becoming crippled.

Chapter 21 My Girlfriend Is Abnormal 21

Wen Yan nestled in his arms, blinking her eyes. Yes, she liked men who imagined things.

While the police were busy and overwhelmed, Li Jun leaned back in the leather sofa, embracing two hot beauties and flirting with them without any restraint.

"Don't move, police. Li Junshen, you are involved in murder and financial crimes. Please come with us."

An Zhengqing burst through the door and aimed his gun at Li Junshen.

The young policeman was at the age where he hated evil and couldn't stand his depraved appearance.

"Furthermore, we suspect you are engaging in power-for-sex transactions. Take these two women with you."

Li Junshen was in a fit of rage when he was suddenly interrupted and yelled, "Heh, you think you can just arrest people because you're a cop? Fine, if you want me to leave, then show me the evidence."

He laughed wildly and unrestrainedly, certain that they couldn't do anything to him.

An Zhengqing gave him a cold look, as if he were looking at a clown: "Your men have all confessed, and you didn't even realize you were betrayed, yet you still have the nerve to brag. You're utterly shameless."

Li Junshen's face was stiff: "Explain yourself!"

An Zhengqing enjoyed watching him change his expression; it was very satisfying. "You know Yao Wentao, right? He's waiting for you at the police station."

Upon hearing this name, a flicker of panic flashed in Li Junshen's eyes. Yao Wentao! Wasn't he the one who got rid of him?

"Oh, are you scared now? The fact that you had him frame you has been found out?"

An Zhengqing was the kind of person who loved watching a good show and even had the mind to tease him. He calmly and slowly handcuffed him with a pistol.

"I'm a major taxpayer in Kyoto, the president of the Li Group. Are you sure?" Li Junshen leaned close to An Zhengqing's ear and whispered, his voice a mix of threat and compromise.

“The land that the government owns was donated by me, and I think we can discuss our matter further.”

An Zhengqing didn't indulge him, fastening the handcuffs more efficiently than anyone else: "Mr. Li, would you like to hear my last name?"

Seeing that he was really being held captive, Li Junshen's eyes showed anxiety. He had no patience to play the "guess my last name" game with him.

He spoke hastily, "I sincerely want to talk to Director Zhang about something."

An Zhengqing finally finished getting everything ready, straightened his clothes, and looked at him, his thin lips moving as he said, "My surname is An, and my given name is Zhengqing."

An Zhengqing, the youngest son of the famous An family, a prominent military and political family in Kyoto, chose the police profession because of his upright character.

He is least afraid of troublemakers; people in Kyoto almost always avoid him for fear of being caught.

In that instant, Li Jun felt as if he had fallen into a cold cave. He couldn't hide the panic in his eyes. He knew he was completely finished.

Didn't he already take care of the connections? Why is An Zhengqing still investigating this case?

"Let's go, everyone. Arresting our CEO Li is a great achievement." An Zhengqing grabbed Li Junshen's collar and led him out.

"Oh, and bring those two women along too."

Everything went quite smoothly, and before Li Junshen could even react, he was sentenced to life imprisonment.

"It wasn't me, it was Wen Yan. Ning Yuanyuan and I clearly killed her and dumped her body in the wilderness. She must be seeking revenge. Yes, it must be."

Li Junshen was somewhat mentally unstable and broke down in a fit of incoherent rambling, trying to drag Wen Yan into the mess as well.

He's been having nightmares lately. Wen Yan's blood-dripping, mangled face is smiling at him, and the stench of blood is suffocating him. He feels like he's living a life worse than death.

There's also Ning Yuanyuan, who saw him in her dream, grabbed a knife and tried to slash him, threatening to kill him, this monster.

He simply couldn't outrun that crazy woman; she repeatedly blew his head off, driving him to the brink of insanity.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone was in an uproar and turned to look at Wen Yan.

Wen Yan's face was deathly pale, her eyes were red, and her lips were trembling. She looked like she didn't want to remember, which made everyone feel sorry for her.

"Miss Wen, is what Li Junshen said true?" Finally, someone spoke up cautiously, after all, the trial had to continue.

Wen Yan nodded with difficulty, tears streaming down her face: "They stabbed me several times, but I was lucky enough to be saved and didn't die."

Her voice trembled with tears as she fell to the ground. Qi Gui's heart ached as if it were about to break. He couldn't utter a single word, and could only gently pull her into his arms, feeling her trembling.

Although he had known for a long time that Ning Yuanyuan and Li Junshen had hurt her, knowing it and hearing it with his own ears were two different things.

No matter how much time has passed, just thinking about everything she went through makes his heart ache so much he can't breathe, and he wishes he could take her place.

Qi Gui opened his mouth, a hoarse voice rolling through his dry throat.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's all over now, Yan Yan, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

He couldn't help but lift his fingers to wipe away the tears on her face; the burning sensation made his fingertips tremble.

“They fed me vegetables that I was allergic to, and then I couldn’t breathe. They took me to a wasteland and buried me, but Ning Yuanyuan wouldn’t give up and dug me out again.”

“She stabbed me four times, in the shoulder, lower abdomen, and near my heart. After she left, I struggled to my feet and begged passersby for help, lying that I had been kidnapped. Because I had no evidence, I didn’t dare to call the police easily.”

After stammering through her words, she buried her face in Qi Gui's neck and cried, her body trembling, clearly overwhelmed by fear, helplessness, and pain.

The trial involved not only law but also human compassion. Seeing her like this, it was not appropriate to ask any further questions. Instead, the investigation team was instructed to investigate the matter thoroughly.

Wen Muchi braced his hands on the table, straining so hard that his fingertips turned white and the veins bulged, wishing he could rush up and punch Li Junshen a couple of times right now.

Is this how he treats his sister?

In the end, Li Junshen was sentenced to life imprisonment and imprisoned. Qi Guihuan specially arranged for someone to take good care of him, ensuring that his prison life would be rich and colorful.

Especially his face.

The Li Group was also affected by Li Junshen, and under Wen Muchi's fierce attack, it finally declared bankruptcy and was swallowed up by Wen.

Everything seemed to be back on track, except that online discussions about Ning Yuanyuan and Li Junshen lingered for a long time.

[No, I woke up and my brother was already inside? Are you kidding me?]

[Ning Yuanyuan is actually this kind of person; you can never truly know someone just by looking at their face.]

[How wonderful, a perfect match made in heaven for this scumbag and scumbag woman. I hope their souls are also locked away.]

[I heard that L is also connected to the recent missing persons case.]

[Please elaborate, upstairs. I'll listen using my mobile data.]

[No, my sweet and lovely Yan Yan is so pitiful!]

……

Director Wang's variety show aired during this peak period, breaking the record for the highest viewership of a variety show and making a fortune.

He was so delighted that he couldn't sleep night after night staring at the backend data.

The newly appointed Heavenly Dao happily opened the page, only to be dumbfounded?

My heroine is dead, and the male lead is in prison? What the hell? What's he doing here with such a catastrophic start? Are you kidding me?

He thought the previous Heavenly Dao had tricked him, and was so angry that he filed a complaint and reported it overnight.

Wen Yan sneezed several times in a row.

It's strange that her nose is itchy.

"Has the 233 report been submitted yet?" Wen Yan asked when she had a moment.

233 buried himself in his work: "Submitted, submitted."

Wen Yan nodded and curled up on the sofa again to watch Director Wang's variety show.

I must say, Director Wang was born for this; the quality of the visuals and camera work is quite high.