Wholeheartedly Willing Chapter 55

Chapter 55: End

“So what if it is?” Yan Lang seemed to have abandoned his official demeanor completely, glaring at Lin Xi with anger. “Lin Xiaonan was an obstinate rock. I’ve already explained to him how infamous that arms dealer and his group are in the arms trade. As long as he died in Qingcheng, it would be enough to intimidate those insignificant small fries!”

At this point, Lin Xi had grasped Yan Lang’s main point. “So, what you’re saying is that they began to suspect something was amiss, and they wanted to ruin your plans. So, you silenced them and framed them, is that it?”

“Everything I did was for Qingcheng, for all the common people of Qingcheng!” Yan Lang slammed the coffee table. “As for Lin Xiaonan and his equally stubborn wife, they were stumbling blocks on my path to uphold justice!”

Lin Xi couldn’t believe that her parents’ sacrifice was because of this madman, a complete and utter lunatic!

“So, Abbas was the one who sent you here, right? Tell me, was it Abbas!”

After Abbas returned to the Middle East, there was no trace of him. Yan Lang, who was flourishing, had foreseen that one day Abbas would come back, holding his vulnerabilities as leverage to blackmail him for some benefits.

Yan Xiucheng stood up, shielding Lin Xi, who was trembling with rage, behind him. He saw Yan Lang rushing towards Lin Xi, wanting to grab her. He seized the old man’s wrist and pressed him onto the coffee table, the collision between Yan Lang’s temple and the table’s surface resonated with a loud sound. Immediately, the cold barrel of a gun pressed against his temple.

“Abbas?” Yan Xiucheng mockingly pronounced the name that made him sick to the core. “He died under this gun five years ago, Yan Lang.”

Yan Lang, struggling under Yan Xiucheng’s grip, but unable to break free, yelled with a red face, “Who are you? Who are you! You have a gun, you are an arms dealer, damn it—”

“Aamir, remember?”

As the man’s deep mocking laughter resounded, Yan Lang finally realized who this man, who had effortlessly defeated him, really was.

“Aamir… Aamir…”

Of course, he wouldn’t forget the name of Abbas’s boss from eight years ago. Yan Lang, using the corner of his eye, looked at the man whose knee was pressing against his lower back, “Both of you came for revenge. Well, fine, if you have the guts, then kill me—”

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“I won’t kill you.”

Yan Xiucheng’s gaze was icy, and just by staring at Yan Lang, he sent shivers down his spine.

“Then what do you want!?”

“I want you to be disgraced.”

The man’s answer sent shivers down Yan Lang’s spine, and he was covered in goosebumps. Almost madly, he roared, “This is impossible, it’s absolutely impossible! I haven’t done anything wrong. Arms smuggling shouldn’t exist in this world; they deserved to die—ah!”

Yan Lang’s roar was interrupted by a kick from Lin Xi. Her high heel landed firmly on his side, causing cold sweat to appear on his forehead.

“If you have the guts, kill me today; otherwise, I won’t spare you, I won’t—”

“Is that so?”

The usually expressionless man showed an extremely subtle smile at this moment, like a cunning fire in the icy cold of the snow-covered landscape, devoid of any warmth, and instead sending chills deep into the heart.

He uttered those two words and fell silent. After a brief moment of quiet, Yan Lang finally realized the most crucial question of the entire evening.

“Yu Xiucheng, if you dare touch my daughter, be prepared for the consequences! I am, after all, the current bureau chief!”

Yan Lang struggled frantically in the grip of Yu Xiucheng, but to no avail. Time had given him remarkable achievements and status, but it had also silently taken away his peak physical strength and endurance.

“Yu Xiucheng, where are they now? Don’t harm them, I’ll promise you anything, just don’t harm them…”

His face flushed red, and his wrinkled face was drenched in sweat. He could hardly speak and was left with heavy panting.

“The day of your disgrace, they will return,” Yu Xiucheng loosened the gun barrel pressed against Yan Lang’s temple slightly, “As for what needs to be done, I don’t think I need to teach you.”

Upon learning that his wife and daughter were still in Dubai, Yan Lang suddenly deflated. He understood that he no longer had hope of winning, and could only accept the inevitable defeat.

The loud noise of a helicopter outside gradually approached. Yu Xiucheng turned his head to look outside and gave Lin Xi a nod. “Time to go.”

This was part of their prearranged plan. They would take a helicopter to reach the port near Qingcheng’s border. Once they were in international waters, they would be completely out of danger.

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“Okay.”

In preparation, Lin Xi wore practical pants for the evening’s banquet. She stood up, glanced at Yan Lang, who was still struggling for breath, and asked, “What about him?”

Yu Xiucheng swung the butt of the gun down, knocking Yan Lang unconscious, then stood up and tucked the gun into his coat’s inner pocket.

The two of them calmly took the elevator to the rooftop. Lin Xi sat in the helicopter’s cabin, looking at the familiar city below, and finally felt a sense of relief that had been buried in her heart for eight years. The enormous burden that had weighed on her was finally crumbling at this moment.

*

Late into the night, the open sea was peaceful. Yu Xiucheng was busy with arrangements, while Lin Xi found her way to the deck alone to enjoy the breeze.

Her phone suddenly vibrated, and she realized that she had forgotten to turn it off.

She answered the call, and Lu Quan’s near-panicked voice came through, “Lin Xi, what’s going on? Why did you and Yu Xiucheng stage a night raid at Yan Lang’s home? Where are you now? Come back and surrender, I can still—”

“Senior,” Lin Xi’s long hair fluttered in the sea breeze, “Be careful of making baseless accusations.”

Lin Xi knew that all the surveillance footage from tonight would be destroyed at this time, and in a few days, no one would bother checking it again.

“Lin! Xi!”

Lu Quan shouted Lin Xi’s name with all his strength.

“Don’t lose yourself. Even if it’s really Yan Lang’s doing, can’t we find evidence together and send him to prison? What happened to the sense of justice you had when you entered the police academy? Didn’t we agree to use the law to bring our enemies to justice?”

Tonight was really a mess. Lu Quan stood in the corridor, listening to the mix of voices outside—colleagues, paramedics, and ambulances—all blending into one. He felt like a big part of his heart had been hollowed out along with Lin Xi’s disappearance.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time before a low laughter finally emerged.

“Justice?”

It was as if Lin Xi heard the most amusing joke of the past eight years.

“Senior, the sense of justice in my heart died a long time ago, back when I graduated.”

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Along with her once-naive self.

Having said that, she threw the phone into the sea without any hesitation. She watched the faint light of the screen sink slowly until it disappeared, feeling no regret, only a boundless sense of liberation.

When Yu Xiucheng came out, he saw Lin Xi on the deck squinting at the moon. The moonlight cast a nearly holy silver glow on her profile. He walked over, facing the sea breeze, and hugged her from behind. “Feeling good?”

Lin Xi turned around, not hesitating to plant a kiss on his chin.

“Thank you.”

“For what?”

“Thank you for not killing him outright.”

Yu Xiucheng’s quickest way of revenge would have been to directly eliminate Yan Lang, and he had the ability to do so. However, he didn’t.

Lin Xi knew that getting evidence now was impossible. Everything depended on Yan Lang himself revealing the truth of what happened all those years ago—Yu Xiucheng wanted to keep Yan Lang around to clear her parents’ names as corrupt cops.

The man beside her let out a low hum, a faint smile curving his lips, looking particularly handsome under the moonlight.

“Then, in a while, come with me to visit my parents’ graves.”

He teased, now starting to negotiate terms.

Lin Xi’s lips couldn’t help but curl up. “That wouldn’t be appropriate, Mr. Yu. It seems like we haven’t even started dating yet.”

“Then let’s start dating now.”

Yu Xiucheng lifted her chin and kissed her, blocking any refusal she might have had before she could say it.

In Yu Xiucheng’s embrace, Lin Xi felt as soft as a boneless vine, completely lost in the whirlwind of the passionate kiss. All the chaotic thoughts in her mind were cleared away, leaving only one last idea:

This boyfriend… seems a bit of a rogue.

-The End-

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