After the divorce, I wanted to give up, but the Prime Minister took me into his arms in the street

Walking under the bright moonlight, Ling Mohui walked slowly towards Qingxueyuan where Zhang was.

Before reaching the door, he could clearly hear Zhang Xiyue's sharp and piercing cry, like a needle piercing the silent night sky.

"Aunt, please have mercy on me and let my mother out! She knows nothing about what happened to Guo Zhengwen. She is an innocent victim!" Zhang Xiyue's voice was full of resentment and grief, as if every word was trying to tear apart other people's sympathy.

"Aunt, we are all your family members. How can you be so indifferent to us and ignore my mother? Could it be that the friendship of blood is thicker than water, is not as strong as those groundless suspicions in your heart?"

Zhang Xiyue's crying became more intense, and her tears rolled down like pearls from a broken string, which was very moving.

Ling Mohui had a blank expression on her face. She just glanced coldly at Zhang Xiyue who was kneeling in the yard, and then walked straight into the house.

The heavy wooden door slowly closed behind her, blocking out the noise and chaos outside.

Inside the room, Zhang was sitting upright on the bed, holding a bowl of steaming medicine in her hands. Her slightly furrowed brows revealed her extreme inner conflict.

Although she tried to remain calm, her dull eyes could not hide her deep worry about her daughter's crying outside the door.

"Mother is awake!" Ling Mohui had a gentle smile on her face, as if nothing had just happened. She walked to the bed and asked about Zhang's physical condition with concern, completely ignoring the movement outside the door.

Ling Mohui could pretend not to hear it, but Zhang couldn't. The crying gripped her heart tightly.

"Mo Hui, if this matter really has nothing to do with Guo, then lift the confinement on her. After all, she is also Yan Sheng's aunt."

In the end, Zhang couldn't resist the kindness deep in her heart. She put down the medicine bowl and looked at Ling Mohui earnestly.

Ling Mohui did not respond directly, she knew very well that any words at this moment might touch Zhang's sensitive nerves.

She sighed softly and pretended to be relaxed, "I don't know the specific situation. My husband just came back from the government office. He must know the whole story best. When he comes, you can just ask him directly."

Ling Mohui cleverly threw the question to Fu Yansheng, which not only avoided directly refuting Zhang, but also laid the groundwork for the upcoming dialogue.

Whoever you mention will arrive.

As soon as Ling Mohui finished her words, hurried footsteps were heard outside the house, and then Fu Yansheng appeared at the door.

His appearance suddenly escalated the already tense atmosphere.

"Cousin, please help me plead with my sister-in-law. My mother is innocent!" When Zhang Xiyue saw Fu Yansheng, it was as if she had grabbed the last straw.

She immediately rushed forward, naively thinking that by acting out one more tragic drama, she could both rescue her mother and take advantage of the opportunity to suppress Ling Mo.

However, this time, it is different from any previous time.

This is not just about personal grudges, but also about the reputation of the Fu family and Fu Yansheng's career.

In the face of such a major issue, Zhang Xiyue's plea seemed so pale and powerless.

Fu Yansheng didn't even look at Zhang Xiyue. He walked straight past her and strode towards Zhang's room.

His eyes were deep and cold, as if containing a storm that was about to erupt.

"Yan Sheng, what's going on in the government office? Is your aunt... involved in it?" Seeing Fu Yan Sheng's solemn expression, Zhang became even more uneasy. She asked anxiously, hoping to get an answer that would reassure her.

Fu Yansheng shook his head slightly and whispered, "Guo Zhengwen didn't mention the Guo family."

The concise answer made Zhang feel relieved. She let out a long sigh and finally loosened her tightly clenched hands: "I'm glad you're okay. It seems we really misunderstood your aunt."

However, Fu Yansheng was not moved by Zhang's comfort. His face became more solemn, and he looked directly at Zhang and asked in a deep voice, "Mother, do you really think that this matter has nothing to do with your aunt?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the air in the room seemed to freeze instantly. Zhang was stunned, obviously surprised by Fu Yansheng's questioning.

"What do you mean?" Ling Mohui's tone was mixed with a hint of doubt and inquiry. She looked at Zhang with sharp eyes, as if she wanted to capture more information from the other's expression.

Zhang did not answer immediately, but hesitated for a moment, and when the atmosphere gradually became solemn, she slowly spoke: "Although Guo Zhengwen has been convicted, the Guo family still needs the support of the Guo family. If I were Guo Zhengwen, in such a predicament, I would definitely find ways to exonerate my aunt and preserve the foundation of the Guo family."

Ling Mohui's words were like a spike that broke the ice, hitting the vital point and making people feel a chill in their hearts.

Fu Yansheng listened quietly, a gleam of approval flashing in his deep eyes.

He glanced at Ling Mo silently, obviously acknowledging her keen insight.

Then, he took over the topic, his voice low and powerful: "I have carefully checked Guo Zhengwen's accounts and found that a large amount of money flows to unknown destinations every month. Guo Zhengwen explained that it was personal consumption, but his daily expenses are recorded in detail, and his income and expenditure are clearly traceable. In this case, why did he deliberately set up such an independent and mysterious flow of funds? This makes people suspicious."

When Zhang heard this, her face suddenly changed, and her heart seemed to be poured with a basin of cold water, the chill penetrating into her bones.

"Do you suspect that the money was secretly sent to Guo?" Her words were filled with shock and worry that were difficult to conceal.

Fu Yansheng did not respond directly, but just closed his eyes slightly and fell into a brief silence.

The silence at this moment seemed to imply that although they had some guesses in their hearts, they had no solid evidence and could only regard all this as a possibility and could not jump to any conclusion.

"I'm going to question her right now!" Zhang was so emotional, with anger and anxiety mixed together, that she wanted to rush out without even putting on her shoes.

However, Ling Mohui was quick to grab her and said, "Mother, if there is no evidence, Guo will never admit it even if you personally question her. Doing so will only increase the embarrassment and conflict between the two parties and will not help solve the problem."

Ling Mohui's words were like a sobering agent, calming Zhang down.

She took a deep breath, adjusted her mood, and listened carefully to her daughter's subsequent analysis.

"The most important thing now is not just the Guo family's problem, but..." Ling Mohui paused deliberately, scanning the crowd to make sure that all their attention was focused on her, and then continued, "In addition to Dongzhuang, are there similar problems of abuse of power and oppression of the people in the other manors of the Fu family? We need to nip it in the bud and conduct a thorough investigation to prevent similar incidents from happening again and bring greater crisis to the Fu family."

After hearing this, Zhang suddenly woke up: "Yes! This incident almost caused a disaster. Our Fu family must conduct self-examination and self-correction to prevent such incidents from happening again. Otherwise, once the truth is revealed, it will not only affect Yan Sheng's official reputation, but may also shake the foundation of the entire Fu family."