Chapter 842: 842: Guess What I Found

Yin Zhen let out a cold laugh, “Someone is after your daughter’s life, and you’re not even anxious. Let me guess why, perhaps you know exactly who the murderer might be, but you choose to turn a blind eye because he’s your favorite, so you plan to have me swallow this injustice.”

Yin Hongjiang’s expression began to sour.

“Who is so worthy of your protection? Only your son, Yin He,” Yin Zhen had already guessed it.

Besides Yin He, there was no one else who had such deep hatred for her to wish her dead.

“Is it just because he is a boy?” Yin Zhen asked.

Yin Hongjiang’s face turned grim, “That’s your grandpa’s wish.”

“What about you, then? You are my father, my biological father,” Yin Zhen emphasized each word.

Yin Hongjiang, unable to meet her gaze, advised, “We’re a family, let’s not make this ugly.”

“Would it be more pleasant if I were dead? Would you have the face to tell others your son from another mother murdered me?” Yin Zhen’s tone was sharp, “Who’s a family with him? Now he attempts to poison me, disregarding human life, and you and grandpa still want to shield him?”

“Don’t talk nonsense about things without evidence.”

Yin Zhen felt dejected, “My own life; I will seek justice for myself. You can go. Since you’ve never considered me as your daughter, there’s no need for pretense to visit.”

“What nonsense are you talking about? Your status as the Yin family’s daughter has never changed.” The other person spoke with a pressing tone, and the little guilt in Yin Hongjiang’s heart drained away.

“Daughter?” Yin Zhen scoffed, “I’m worth less than a pearl in the dirt. What daughter? Who are you trying to disgust?”

Yin Hongjiang’s face darkened, and he stood up to leave.

Yin Hongjiang knew that Yin Zhen wanted justice, but Yin He was his son, and he could not send one child to prison just to please another.

The whole of C City would laugh at him, which could even affect the Yin Group’s business.

Meanwhile, Lin Gantang in Shengfang Square received a call from her dad.

Mr. Lin asked about Yin Zhen’s health and heard she had been moved to a regular ward; he said he would pay a visit.

Lin Gantang encountered Secretary Wang carrying coffee out of the lounge. Upon seeing her, Secretary Wang came forward with warmth and initiative, “Mrs. Wen, let me open the door for you.”

Lin Gantang noticed her eyes were particularly bright, and she couldn’t fathom why.

Besides, such a small courtesy was hardly a bother for someone else. Thus, Lin Gantang said, “No trouble, I can open it myself. You go ahead with your work, Secretary Wang.”

“Of course, of course.” Secretary Wang assisted her by pushing open the door to the CEO’s office, very attentive, “Please, come in.”

Lin Gantang thanked her, took a few steps inside, then turned back to see Secretary Wang sneakily peering at her and Wen Yanqing with eyes brighter than before, as if about to turn into little light bulbs.

Lin Gantang: …That’s a bit strange.

Once discovered, Secretary Wang immediately put on a serious face and closed the door.

“Coming from the hospital?” Wen Yanqing asked.

“Yeah.” Lin Gantang said, “Came over to wait for you to go home together.”

Wen Yanqing saw her sit down on the guest sofa and beckoned her over.

Lin Gantang approached, curious, “What’s up?”

“Come a little closer.”

Lin Gantang moved closer.

Wen Yanqing wrapped his arms around her for a kiss, only letting go when she was no longer amused, then smiled and said, “Today, on my way to work, I found something in the roadside green belt.”

“What is it?”

Wen Yanqing pulled open the slightly ajar drawer of his desk and reached in to pull out a little kitten.

The kitten must have been asleep because waking up from being taken out, it wriggled its small body.

Lin Gantang: !!

Palm-sized, a young tabby cat not yet a month old, with pretty striped fur, little white paws, and a small patch of white on its chest.

Wen Yanqing laughed, “I found a wife for Big Mi.”