Chapter 1087: You're Just a Pawn

Sure enough, the person who rescued Song Anqi from the car headed to prison was Yan Zhengxiong.

To plant a spy right next to him, Yan Zhengxiong really schemed painstakingly, sparing no expense.

He even changed Song Anqi’s face, performed leg amputation surgery, and installed a prosthetic leg that was so realistic it was indistinguishable from the real one.

According to what he knew, that prosthetic cost upwards of a million…

Sparing such a huge expense makes it clear that Yan Zhengxiong must be planning something big!

Thinking of this, Lu Jihan narrowed his deep, piercing eyes.

Song Anqi gritted her teeth, tightened her jaw, and stared at Lu Jihan with eyes flushed red.

Yet Lu Jihan seemed to have heard an overwhelmingly funny joke, and he sneered, taking the chance to wake her up completely.

“Do you really think Yan Zhengxiong saved you? No, Song Anqi, you are wrong, incredibly wrong. You are too foolish, he’s merely using you!”

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“Do you really think Yan Zhengxiong is helping you take care of your parents? Stop dreaming! Ever since your father’s major cerebral hemorrhage surgery, all the expenses for the nursing home have been borne by Yinyin, acting as your guardian!”

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“And as for your mother, the previous mental asylum she was in had terrible conditions. It was Yinyin who consulted everywhere and finally confirmed the choice of this facility. All the treatment plans were personally confirmed by her.”

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“As for Yan Zhengxiong, he merely sent people to secretly surveil Song Huaizhong and Jiang Lan, using them as hostages. If you refuse to cooperate, he will use them as leverage against you.”

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“Such an obvious scheme, you couldn’t see through it? You pride yourself on being smart, but in the end, you pushed your parents into the frying pan, putting yourself in danger.”

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Song Anqi coldly looked at Lu Jihan, unable to refute.

There were many times she truly wanted to tear him apart.

But Lu Jihan’s sharp and ruthless words were like a heavy blow to her heart, smashing her entire heart to pieces.

She watched as the wounds on her body continued to tear, bleed, fester, and rot…

Yet she couldn’t refute Lu Jihan because she wasn’t stupid; she also knew she was merely a pawn in Yan Zhengxiong’s plan to overturn the Mainland Group.

But over these past few months, she had numbed herself: As long as her parents were healthy and safe, she’d be willing to toil for Yan Zhengxiong.

After all, she no longer had to endure the suffering of prison, and she could live again under Yan Zhengxiong’s protection.

She never wanted to return to prison—being beaten, cursed at, and spat on…

“Being used by him is what I deserve, I’m willing! As long as I can take revenge, there’s nothing I won’t do!”

Seeing her stubbornness, Lu Jihan’s face turned cold.

“Aren’t you afraid that Yan Zhengxiong will use your parents’ lives as leverage? He’s ruthless, cunning, more vicious than any of us.”

Song Anqi’s heart tightened.

She naturally knew better than Lu Jihan just how cruel Yan Zhengxiong could be.

Seeing her face turn pale, Lu Jihan knew she was indeed afraid, so he said, “If you’re willing to help me testify against Yan Zhengxiong, I can keep your parents safe.”

Song Anqi hesitated, her face clearly showing signs of wavering.

And it was at this moment that her phone began to vibrate; Song Anqi glanced down to see the unfamiliar number displayed on the screen.

Late in the night, who would call at this time?

She hesitated for a moment but still answered the call: “Hello?”