Chapter 91
“Xiao Xiao!”
An Le was overjoyed. “Xiao Xiao, how have you been? Why did you go back to Gu Qian? Was it… was it because he threatened you?”
After speaking, An Le felt it wasn’t appropriate to discuss this over the phone, so he added, “Xiao Xiao, can we meet? We haven’t seen each other for a long time.”
“Okay.”
Hearing An Le’s concern, Xiao Xiao chuckled before saying, “Some things can’t be explained over the phone. It’s better to meet. I’ll send you the address tomorrow afternoon.”
An Le was overjoyed and was about to agree when he suddenly remembered something and asked, “Really? Don’t lie to me.”
Xiao Xiao: “I’m not lying. Three o’clock tomorrow afternoon, we’ll meet on time.”
“Okay then.”
An Le sniffed and whispered, “See you tomorrow.”
Xiao Xiao: “See you tomorrow.”
After hanging up, An Le felt relieved, but as soon as he put down his phone, he suddenly remembered the text message from before the call.
Just as he was about to look at it, Lu Heng came out.
He quickly ran over with the phone, saying worriedly, “Sir, I saw someone sent you a text message just now.”
Lu Heng took the phone, looked at it, then handed it back to An Le, before unwrapping the plastic wrap from his right hand to get the hair dryer to dry his hair.
While drying his hair, he asked, “Did you read it?”
An Le nodded, “Yes, I read a couple of sentences. Sir, was someone threatening you, trying to take your things?”
Lu Heng smiled, “It’s nothing. Just a few insignificant people.”
They were just clowns trying to attract attention. It was nothing serious.
An Le nodded. Although he was a little worried about Lu Heng, he trusted Lu Heng’s abilities.
Then he got up and pulled Lu Heng to sit down, “Sir, let me dry your hair.”
An Le was in a good mood. Lu Heng thought about what could make his little one so happy, and finally concluded it was Xiao Xiao.
He whispered, “Did Gu Qian call you back?”
An Le nodded, “Yes, but Xiao Xiao answered. He asked me to meet him tomorrow afternoon at three o’clock.”
The time was set, only the location wasn’t, but it wasn’t urgent; there was still plenty of time to prepare.
An Le dried Lu Heng’s hair, then checked his hand to see if he’d gotten his wound wet while showering.
Making sure Lu Heng’s wound was fine, he pulled him to bed.
Because he had an appointment tomorrow, even though it was in the afternoon, An Le was eager to go to bed early.
But as soon as he lay down in Lu Heng’s arms, he felt something was wrong. Lu Heng… was aroused, pressing against him from behind, making him a little uncomfortable.
An Le hesitated, turned to face Lu Heng, and whispered, “Sir, I have to go out tomorrow.”
Lu Heng pulled An Le’s hand down, pressing it while saying, “It’s not until the afternoon. You can sleep at home in the morning.”
Feeling the temperature of his hand, An Le’s face gradually turned red, “But… but…”
Lu Heng: “If you don’t want to, then I’ll take a cold shower, or I’ll do it myself with my right hand. But Le Le, my right hand is injured; the wound will crack open. Don’t you feel sorry for me?”
An Le, of course, felt sorry for him, but… “Sir…”
Lu Heng lay back, smiling, “Come on, Le Le. I’ll help you move.”
An Le was aroused by Lu Heng’s pheromones, and soon the whole room was filled with his scent.
Finally, he turned off the lights, shyly climbing onto Lu Heng…
While An Le’s room was filled with amorous passion…
In prison, An Qiang, looking dejected, was washing rags stained with black engine oil. The rags were dirty, smelly, and disgusting; he almost vomited.
But if he vomited, he wouldn’t be able to finish his task today…
An Qiang gritted his teeth, full of resentment. He knew his crime was unforgivable, and he wanted to die.
But because of Gu Chen’s suicide, he was heavily monitored, and he was forced to suffer every day.
He was sentenced to ten years’ imprisonment, but that wasn’t all. After ten years, he wouldn’t face freedom but execution.
Death penalty was death penalty. Why not just kill him, why torture him like this? He’d rather die like Gu Chen, never to suffer such torment again.
He looked up at the two prison guards standing beside him and lowered his head to continue washing the rags.
As for death, it wouldn’t happen within ten years.
Suddenly, someone ran over, “9461, you have a visitor.”
9461 was An Qiang’s inmate number. An Qiang subconsciously looked up. The prison guard beside him said, “Wash your hands and come with me.”
Wash his hands?
An Qiang looked down at his hands, sneered, squeezed some pungent detergent and washed three times, but there was still a layer of black grime on his hands that couldn’t be washed off.
But urged by the prison guard, he could only get up and follow the prison guard to meet the visitor.
Who was it?
An Le and Lu Heng?
Had they come to laugh at him, to see if he had repented?
Or were they the little lovers who desperately tried to squeeze into his house before the incident, but immediately distanced themselves from him and disappeared without a trace after he got into trouble?
An Qiang followed the prison guard to the visiting room, questioning. He didn’t see An Le and Lu Heng, nor his former lovers, but Luo Ping.
Luo Ping sat on the other side of the glass, her face not showing sadness or grief, but a smile. She held a phone, gesturing for him to answer.
An Qiang hesitated but still answered the phone, “You slut, you’re living the good life.”
Luo Ping was stunned but didn’t get angry, continuing to smile, “An Qiang, now you can only curse. How is it? Is prison life tough?”
An Qiang didn’t speak.
His situation was different from ordinary prisoners. Others did normal work, the work was fairly distributed, and dirty and tiring work was rotated.
Only him. He did all the dirty and tiring work; he’d never done an easy job.
He knew it was all Lu Heng’s doing, but what was the point? Did he think this would make him confess?
No, he wouldn’t!
An Qiang laughed, “I never thought you would betray me with them.”
“I didn’t betray you, I did it to survive.”
Luo Ping looked relaxed, “All these years, did you really think I wanted to be by your side all the time?”
“You had more than just me around. Why would I fight with those mistresses for you? It was because I knew about Zhou Xiao. If I hadn’t captured your heart, you would have killed me.”
Luo Ping understood, and An Qiang’s power was always good; he was wealthy and handsome. Since she could enjoy luxury and safety, she was willing to do so.
Moreover, An Qiang loved An Yi very much.
An Qiang did many things that Luo Ping could ignore, but she couldn’t forgive his desire for An Yi’s death.
An Qiang didn’t speak. Luo Ping had said a lot. If he hadn’t liked Luo Ping, Luo Ping, who knew the secret about Zhou Xiao, would certainly not have survived.
He’d thought a lot, believing Luo Ping was by his side because of his power, his money, and his status. Occasionally, he also fantasized that Luo Ping stayed with him because she loved him.
But he never thought it was because of this.
After Luo Ping finished speaking, she smiled happily, “By the way, you don’t know this yet, An Yi’s sentence has been changed.”
“He showed good remorse, signed a statement of assurance, and agreed to wear an electronic ankle monitor. He’s no longer in prison; he’s working outside.”
He provides free assistance to Omegas in society who need help and donates half of his salary to atone for his past mistakes.
But this was already very good, and Luo Ping was satisfied.
An Qiang knew An Yi was out of prison, and the hatred on his face was even more obvious, “Luo Ping!”
Luo Ping: “I came to tell you this. I don’t have anything else to say. You… reform yourself well. I’ll come to see you after ten years.”
Luo Ping hung up the phone.
An Qiang suddenly raged, “Luo Ping, don’t hang up! Pick up the phone!”
But Luo Ping couldn’t hear him. She waved to An Qiang and turned to leave.
An Qiang was emotionally agitated, frantically beating the glass, but was stunned by a taser from the prison guards behind him and dragged away…
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An Le didn’t get up until noon the next day. He groggily washed his face and brushed his teeth, then changed his clothes and shoes to prepare to go out.
But when he got downstairs, he looked dazed, “Where are we meeting?”
He got up, washed, and went out in a daze, and seemed to have forgotten to ask Xiao Xiao where they were supposed to meet.
So, he quickly took out his phone to text Xiao Xiao.
But when he took it out, he realized he didn’t have Xiao Xiao’s phone number, and Xiao Xiao’s previous social media accounts were also offline.
Yesterday’s contact was through Lu Heng and Gu Qian’s phones.
An Le had no choice but to call Lu Heng.
He was still holding the red envelope Lu Heng had left him in the morning, 520, he hadn’t lost a single day.
The call quickly connected, he asked for Gu Qian’s phone number and called Gu Qian.
Gu Qian answered quickly, but it seemed he didn’t have time to talk to him and was constantly instructing Xiao Xiao.
Gu Qian; “It’s still two hours away. Why are you leaving so early?”
Xiao Xiao also wanted to see An Le, but he didn’t want to upset Gu Qian, so he just said, “I want to go early.”
Gu Qian had no choice but to help him tidy up his clothes, “Going early is fine, don’t wander around, there are many bad people outside.”
Xiao Xiao: “Yeah.”
Gu Qian: “Be careful outside, and come back early.”
Xiao Xiao: “Got it.”
Then, An Le heard the sound of footsteps.
Gu Qian said again, “I’ll take you there.”
“No need, I’ll be back. If you go with me, I…”
Xiao Xiao didn’t finish, but his expression turned cold.
Gu Qian knew Xiao Xiao would be angry.
He knew Xiao Xiao would come back, but he just wanted to be with Xiao Xiao.
But Xiao Xiao was unwilling, so he could only give up, “Fine, I won’t go.”
Xiao Xiao: “Give me the phone.”
Gu Qian quickly handed over the phone.
Xiao Xiao looked at the phone before answering, “Le Le, I’m about to leave. Let’s go to that dessert shop we often went to. I’ll treat you to dessert.”
“Okay.”
Hearing Xiao Xiao and Gu Qian’s conversation, An Le felt a little confused.
After hanging up, he got into the car Lu Heng had arranged for him, and thought dazedly, “Could it be… could it be that Xiao Xiao really did it willingly?”