A Divine Farmer

Chapter 168 - The Woman Behind the Scenes!

“Are you with the Su family?” Zhang Xiaolong inquired, clearly taken aback. “Mr. Su Mingtang assured me today that he wouldn't pressure me anymore about this issue or meddle with my investigation into the truth. Weren't you aware?”

“What Mr. Su Mingtang says doesn't concern me. Let me make this clear, I, Wang Zongyi, am telling you that my cousin, Wang Zongming, makes his own decisions. Whatever happens is our Wang family's affair, and it's not your place as an outsider to get involved,” Wang Zongyi retorted, his arrogance undiminished despite recognizing Zhang Xiaolong's capabilities.

The Wang family?

Zhang Xiaolong grew even more puzzled. It was conceivable that the Wang family might refrain from offering help due to pressure from the Su family, but why would they obstruct his efforts to assist Wang Zongming in finding the assailant?

Could it be…

As these thoughts crossed his mind, Zhang Xiaolong's expression turned stern.

He had never personally witnessed the infighting among the elite, but he had seen enough of it in novels and TV shows to know it could be brutally violent—beyond what one might imagine. He used to think such drama was confined to the screen, yet it appeared to be all too real.

“Irrespective of the Wang family's stance, I'm taking charge of Wang Zongming's case. If anyone else tries to stop me, their fate will be the same as this car!” Zhang Xiaolong declared, delivering a kick.

It was a seemingly gentle strike, but the force of his kick, channeled through the mystical Dragon Controlling True Spell, struck the tire with divine power. The tire, unable to withstand the impact, deflated with a hiss.

Wang Zongyi could only watch helplessly as his new car, purchased just days ago, was reduced to scrap metal. He stood by as Zhang Xiaolong drove off in his Land Rover.

Once he was away, Zhang Xiaolong promptly phoned Liu Juan to report the incident. “Something's off here. It seems the Wang family isn't just uninterested in helping; they don't even want anyone else to get involved. Could there be a dispute over the family's assets?”

Upon hearing this, Liu Juan grasped the gravity of the issue. “The family wealth is still under the control of Zongming's grandfather. I've heard he drafted a will, indeed intending to bequeath the estate directly to his grandchildren.”

“Besides Wang Zongyi, does Mr. Wang have any other cousins?” inquired Zhang Xiaolong.

“There are none; he's the only one,” Liu Juan replied, her mind reeling as if all the pieces were falling into place. “The old man mentioned once that if any grandchild met with an untimely death, he'd donate the entire estate to charity, leaving nothing for anyone. Could this be the reason…?”

If one grandchild died accidentally, the other wouldn't inherit anything. But what if it wasn't an accident? What if the grandson brought about his own demise, like being sentenced to death for murder?

Zhang Xiaolong pondered deeper than Liu Juan. He remembered his first encounter with Wang Zongming, who had gone to Qingyang City to race against Wang Changyu.

That race was fraught with peril, yet it was diffused at the time, appearing unremarkable. But what if Wang Zongming, unable to find a driver, decided to take the wheel himself?

Zhang Xiaolong was convinced that even if he survived the race, Wang Zongming would still be ensnared in a meticulously laid trap.

This line of thought clarified much. Why had Wang Changyu abruptly schemed to provoke Wang Zongming? The Xu family had already driven his factory to ruin, so why continue to harass him?

It appeared as though someone had orchestrated an intricate plot, ensuring that whichever path Wang Zongming took, it would lead him to a dead end.

Regrettably for the schemers, Zhang Xiaolong emerged, tearing a hole in their flawless snare. Unable to proceed as planned, they resorted to a swifter, more direct approach to expedite Wang Zongming's downfall.

Should Wang Zongming be condemned to death, or even if he were to spend decades in prison, Wang Zhenxiong's fortune would no longer be distributed as initially intended. Ultimately, it would be Wang Zongyi who stood to gain the most.

Therefore, whether it was Wang Changyu or Xu Shaoning, it's likely that they were both collaborators recruited by Wang Zongyi.

The specifics of their acquaintance and their reasons for helping are not the crux of the matter. The pivotal point is that Zhang Xiaolong had finally found a lead.

To uncover evidence favorable to Wang Zongming, he knew he had to begin with Wang Zongyi.

With this in mind, Xiaolong discreetly parked his car in a hidden spot, patiently waiting for Wang Zongyi to show up.

Since Xiaolong had sabotaged his BMW, Wang Zongyi wouldn't be able to drive it back. By waiting outside the parking lot, Xiaolong was certain he could track his movements.

Sure enough, before long, Wang Zongyi emerged from the parking lot, visibly upset, and got into a small car that had come specifically to fetch him.

Xiaolong trailed behind at a safe distance. It was now well past ten at night, and although the roads weren't empty, his pursuit went unnoticed.

At some point, Wang Zongyi got out and switched to another car, taking the wheel himself.

Xiaolong followed all the way to a certain villa, which he presumed was Wang Zongyi's residence.

Once Wang Zongyi was inside, Xiaolong parked his vehicle and, agile as a civet, scaled the high wall to stealthily make his way in.

Inside the villa, a woman clad in seductive sleepwear was waiting. She seemed taken aback to see Wang Zongyi. “Why have you come so late, and you seem upset. Has something gone wrong?” Despite her surprise, she still sashayed up to him, her body close to his.

What puzzled Xiaolong was that this place wasn't Wang Zongyi's home, but belonged to the woman.

Yet, he was convinced that she must be connected to Wang Zongming's affairs; otherwise, Wang Zongyi wouldn't be visiting a woman's home at such an hour.

Quietly, he took out his phone and began recording the pair in the room.

“Aren't you aware of what's happened?” Wang Zongyi gripped the woman firmly, his hand reaching inside her pajamas for a soft caress, but she wriggled out of his grasp and retorted irritably, “Now, what do you think we should do?”

The woman forcefully broke free from his grasp and strode to the side. “You're clueless about what to do next. What can I, a woman, possibly do about it? Regardless, you've achieved what you wanted. I'm the one who ends up suffering, taken advantage of by men like you. And in the end, I might be left with nothing. Shouldn't I be the one asking what to do?”

“Don't worry, as long as I have a bite to eat, I won't let you down,” Wang Zongyi reassured her, following and wrapping his arms around her slender waist once more. She didn't resist this time, just let him hold her. “But could you do it once more? Make it more decisive this time. As long as he's alive, I'll never be at ease.”

“Young Master Yi, what are you babbling about? I haven't done a thing,” the woman retorted, quickly breaking away from him.

“Okay, okay, you haven't done anything,” Wang Zongyi said with a smile. “But do you really want to sneak around, tending to that old man for the rest of your life?”

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