What are you doing?

Jiang Hanna was completely bewildered, never expecting her husband to suddenly kneel down before her.

She sensed a conspiracy. Park Tae-young had never yielded to her or bowed his head; he had always treated her as his possession, maintaining an ever-superior attitude.

To be honest, Kang Hanna is actually a little afraid of him deep down.

"What is it? Get up first and we'll talk."

Kang Han-na wanted to help Park Tae-young get back on his feet.

To everyone's surprise, Park Tae-young grabbed her hand and wouldn't let go: "Hannah, you have to promise me you'll help me with this. I've made a huge mistake and gotten myself into a really big mess. If you don't help me, my life is over! I'll not only go to jail, but I'll also be disgraced and lose my job as a prosecutor forever!"

"Ask yourself honestly, have I treated you fairly well this past year? If I hadn't helped you terminate your contract, you would still be burdened with debt. For you, I even divorced my ex-wife, allowing you to live a life of luxury."

"I know I have many flaws and I'm not devoted enough to you, but I've put a lot of effort into you. There must be some feelings between us, right?"

"So please, I beg you, you have to help me this time!"

Kang Hannah was still confused after listening to Park Tae-young's long string of emotional appeals; she didn't know what Park Tae-young wanted her to do.

Indeed, as Park Tae-young said.

He certainly had many flaws, but he was undeniably good to Kang Hanna in terms of material things, allowing her to terminate her contract with the company and avoid huge default debts.

They moved her into a big villa and gave her a substantial allowance every month, much more than she earned as an artist.

After spending a long time together, even if there is no romantic love, there is still a sense of kinship between the two.

But how could a weak woman like her help him when he was facing such a terrible disaster that Park Tae-young was so troubled by that he even knelt down and begged her for help?

All she possessed was this fairly beautiful body...

Jiang Hannah hesitated for a moment, then agreed: "I promise you, as long as I can help with this, I will definitely help."

Upon hearing this, Park Tae-young jumped up excitedly: "That's great! Thank you, Hannah! I knew you wouldn't be so heartless as to abandon me!"

But soon.

The light in his eyes suddenly dimmed.

Trembling, he confessed to Jiang Hannah, "Hannah, Chief Li came to see me just now to inform me that he has investigated and found out about my past illegal and criminal activities, including embezzlement, bribery, abuse of power, collusion between officials and businessmen, and illegal use of violence."

“Now that the evidence is conclusive, if he so desires, I will be arrested, interrogated, dismissed from my position within the prosecutor’s office, and then transferred to the court.”

"They might even request a public trial. I'll not only be disgraced, but I'll be infamous for eternity and end up in jail until I die!"

"So, Hannah, only you can save me now!"

Please help me!

"Go and try to persuade Chief Li!"

"OK?!"

Upon hearing this, Kang Hanna's beautiful eyes were filled with disbelief.

"You, you've committed so many crimes, how can I help you... Chief Li would never listen to a weak woman like me!"

She knew Park Tae-young wasn't a good person.

He's not a good prosecutor either.

How could a good prosecutor keep so many mistresses outside the home and frequently bring cash home to store?

But she couldn't imagine it at all.

Park Tae-young's true background is actually so despicable!

Embezzlement, bribery, abuse of power, collusion between officials and businessmen, and illegal use of violence!

Each of these charges probably represents countless bad things he has done.

This man is a complete scumbag.

Is she really worth saving?

Moreover, she didn't think she had much influence to make Chief Lee give up on arresting Park Tae-young!

She's just a washed-up female celebrity.

She's not the daughter of a powerful or wealthy family!

Park Tae-young saw the despair and helplessness in Kang Han-na's eyes and quickly pressed his advantage, saying, "Han-na, there's a way! There really is a way! And you're my only hope!"

"Weren't you having a pleasant conversation just now? He said he likes the tea you brew. Teach him your tea ceremony techniques. As long as he's satisfied, I can agree to anything you ask!"

"He's the kind of person who responds better to gentle persuasion than force. If you, Hannah, show even the slightest hint of pleading, he might soften and agree..."

After hearing Park Tae-young's words, Kang Han-na was a little confused.

"It's that simple?"

“Yes, it’s that simple.” Park Tae-young nodded seriously.

After hesitating for a moment, she finally made up her mind: "Okay, I can help you this time. If he really agrees to let you go, then from now on we'll be even!"

Hearing that Kang Hanna had actually agreed to help him.

Park Tae-young was overjoyed, as if he had grasped a lifeline, and he was completely revived and extremely excited.

"That's great! Hannah, thank you!"

"Even if you want a divorce, I'll agree!"

Park Tae-young agreed to Kang Han-na's request without hesitation.

In his view, Kang Hanna was a witness to his shame. Looking at her would remind him of his shameful past, so why keep her around?

As long as he can keep his position as a prosecutor, what woman can't he get?

Unlike him.

When Kang Han-na saw that Park Tae-young agreed to divorce her so readily, a series of question marks flashed in her eyes.

No, he didn't have the slightest bit of attachment at all?

Or does he simply have no feelings for himself at all?

Kang Han-na's bizarre anger.

At the same time, her resistance to making tea for Lee Seung-hwan was greatly reduced.

Since Park Tae-young doesn't care about her at all, what does she care about?

So she gave Park Tae-young a cold look: "When does he want to drink tea?"

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