Mr. Su's Love Investigation Report
Chapter 279 - 269 Who Reported It

Chapter 279: Chapter 269 Who Reported It

He felt his legs give way and collapsed onto the stairs.

It was he who called the police, the person truly taken away, and the one who couldn’t bear it was also him.

What appeared before his eyes was the image of his father teaching him as usual, full of integrity, refined, and dignified.

He was the youngest son in the family, mischievous from a young age, spoiled by his parents. His father was at his wit’s end dealing with his education, frustrated and disappointed, yet unwilling to hit him. Even on days when he was genuinely angry, threatening to beat him, the threats were merely bluster. He never laid a finger on him. However, whether it was towards him or his eldest brother and second brother, his father’s constant advice was: You all grow up in such a good era; you have the luxurious life you do now, you must always be grateful, and remember to repay this era in return, remember to help more people anytime. Because of this, all three brothers, regardless of who, actively followed their father’s footsteps in charity work. His motivation to join the Aid Africa program also came from this education. Yes, just this year, those who were grateful for his father’s help even held a party to thank him. In everyone’s eyes, his father was perfect, a powerful man and a great philanthropist. In his eyes, his father was even more godlike. How could he commit a crime? How could he? He felt a bit lost; which one was truly his father?

When Su Zhen was taken away, Shang Qingmei felt her world collapse. She made countless phone calls to lawyers, acquaintances, and was still deeply unsettled after dozens of calls.

Usually, Mrs. Su managed everything smoothly and competently. Nothing was too difficult for her, but without Su Zhen, she was in complete disarray. She remembered Su Rongcheng and had to inform him to hurry home, disregarding their long-standing discord.

After all this bustling, she remembered Su Rongyu, turned around but he was nowhere in sight. She had no time to worry about him, changed her clothes, and went out to find solutions.

Su Rongyu dizzily locked himself in his room, his head spinning, and collapsed onto the bed.

Twenty-two years of a playboy’s life, suddenly and successively witnessing earth-shattering changes he couldn’t bear. He didn’t understand why it happened and didn’t want to think about it. In his drowsiness, maybe everything was just a dream. When he woke up, he would still be that carefree young man, driving luxury cars, teasing cats and dogs, bringing home shaky report cards of failed exams, with his father’s thunderous voice booming the next second.

When Su Rongyu woke up, he was still confused, his head too heavy to lift, and any slight movement caused pain. The room was dimly lit, with only a small wall lamp on. A person sat by the bed; his vision was blurry, only vaguely seeing the broad shoulders and grand silhouette. In a hoarse voice, he called out, "Dad?"

"Awake?" A pair of hands touched his forehead, "Very hot, take some medicine."

The hands were a bit cool, placed on his forehead, and he felt very comfortable, couldn’t help but snuggle against them. Although his voice seemed to pass through a layer of fog, he was sure it was his father’s voice. Suddenly, tears burst from his eyes, and he called out again, "Dad..."

Then, warm water and pills were fed to his mouth. He closed his eyes and swallowed them, tears streaming from his eyes, reaching out to grab the clothes of the person sitting by the bed, "Dad, I just had a dream where something happened to you... So it was a dream... Really just a dream... Thank goodness..."

Muttering these few words, he fell back into a slumber.

The person by the bed set down the cup, sighed softly, sat for a moment, tucked him in, gently withdrew the piece of clothing clutched in his hand, and stood to leave.

Xin Wan was standing outside the door.

"Is Rongyu feeling better?" Xin Wan asked, her fair face showing a hint of green.

He shook his head, staring at her, his gaze profound, "Thank you for your hard work."

She felt a bit uneasy, yet said nothing and turned to leave.

"Where are you going?" he called to her.

"I’m going to get you something to eat." He had been busy outside all day and hadn’t eaten anything.

"Wanwan, it’s not urgent. I’m not hungry." He walked up to her.

She slowed her pace, turned back, seeing the slight fatigue on his face, his deep eyes always fixed on her.

She sighed quietly, walked back to him, and adjusted his collar.

He particularly liked these little actions of hers, making him feel that she cared about him, paid attention to him, noticing every small detail on him. Even at a time like today, her actions soothed his chaotic mind considerably.

Unable to resist, he held her pale little hand that swayed in his eyes and continued to gaze at her.

She couldn’t remain silent any longer, leaned against his chest, "Don’t worry, everything will pass."

He spread his arms, enveloping her in his embrace, his chin gently brushing against her hair, "I’m not worried, it’s just that in the future..." all the words he wanted to say were on the tip of his tongue but never came out. He just buried his head into her hair, inhaling deeply the scent between the strands.

Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps came from the stairs. He released Xin Wan, seeing Su Rongxing rush up, shouting at him, "Brother! How can you find time for intimacy at a time like this? As expected, all of Dad’s sons are useless!"

Xin Wan frowned.

Following closely behind Su Rongxing was Shang Qingmei, "Let’s go downstairs and discuss this thing!"

Su Rongcheng ruffled Xin Wan’s hair and led her downstairs holding her hand.

Shang Qingmei and Su Rongxing both held phones, and the coffee table in the living room was littered with newspapers. Whether online or print media, the front-page headlines were all about Su Zhen’s arrest.

Su Rongxing was fuming, "These unethical media riding the trend! Rushing together with no sense of shame! And those idle onlookers, who are they to stand on high ground and criticize Dad? Have they forgotten how they once praised him? Now that there’s a bit of trouble, they want to sentence Dad to death online? The police haven’t closed the case yet! The Court hasn’t judged! They’re all mindless, ungrateful turncoats! I refuse to believe Dad would commit a crime! There must be some misunderstanding here! Brother, do you believe it?"

"I don’t believe it either." Emotionally, no one would believe it. In their eyes, their father was a perfect man, a deity. However, returning to rationality, fraudulent listing and accounting issues, he thought couldn’t be false; but this murder...? He furrowed his brows.

"Exactly!" Su Rongxing gained more confidence with his elder brother’s support. She couldn’t even fathom today’s situation at the newspaper when the overwhelming reports about Su Zhen covered everything, with everyone’s eyes staring at her, as if she were a financial fraudster, a murderer! She angrily said, "Who knows which vicious media did this! Making such a fuss out of things that aren’t even definite! Our Chenjiang remained completely silent!"

Upon hearing this, Shang Qingmei frowned deeply, "Who else? Only Tu Hengsha knows this entire matter!"