He Pengfei explained, "According to their confessions, they got into an argument on the roof over how to split the money. There was some shoving, and he accidentally fell."
He Pengfei added, "Given Rong Bin’s current condition, the court will likely waive any criminal penalties. They will only require his family to return the illicit earnings."
"We can’t let that bastard off so easily!"
Shu Lei shot to his feet, shouting emotionally, "Feifan, you have to figure out a way to cure him! I won’t be satisfied until I see him locked up in prison with my own two eyes!"
Yan Feifan stared at his uncle, speechless.
’I seriously wonder,’ he thought, ’did all those years as a seaman pickle his brain? Did he get waterlogged and turn into an idiot?’
Under Yan Feifan’s gaze, Shu Lei’s face actually reddened for once. "If he’s just in a stupor like this, it’s his family who suffers and bears the punishment," he said.
"But if he’s lucid when he goes to prison, then *he’s* the one who’s truly punished."
Having made his case, Shu Lei switched tracks and ordered, "Feifan, hurry up and pour Mr. He a glass of water."
"Don’t you have any manners!"
"That’s not necessary, really!"
He Pengfei stopped Yan Feifan. "I came over today for two reasons. First, to update you on the case’s progress. And second, to thank you, Mr. Yan, for treating Cui Bo’s right hand."
"I’ve been so busy these past two days, I haven’t had a chance to check up on him."
At this, he added sheepishly, "That kid has worked in bars for years, so he’s picked up a bad habit of being a bit of a smooth-talker."
"Mr. Yan, I apologize on his behalf."
Yan Feifan chuckled. "Is he worried?"
He Pengfei laughed quietly. "He’s definitely worried sick. It’s mainly because he doesn’t know you very well, Mr. Yan."
"He could use a good scare. Maybe it’ll cure him of that flirtatious mouth of his and teach him not to do it again."
After a pause, he said politely, "Well, I won’t disturb you any longer. I’ll be going now!"
"Please, don’t get up..."
As soon as he saw Mr. He off, Shu Lei started shouting.
"Feifan, I haven’t had lunch yet! I’m starving! Hurry up and make me something to eat."
Yan Feifan simply tossed him a large apple.
"Tide yourself over with this and bear with it. Mrs. Du is making a feast for your welcome dinner tonight."
Shu Lei took a big bite of the apple. CRUNCH. His voice was muffled as he spoke, "I’ll call Xia and ask her to come over tonight, too..."
「Around 3:00 in the afternoon」
Yan Feifan, who was reading in his bedroom, heard the doorbell ring.
He assumed it was Mrs. Du, back with too many groceries to open the door herself, so he rushed to get it.
When Yan Feifan pulled the door open, he saw a tall, elegant woman in her early thirties standing there. She was dressed in a professional business suit.
She was carrying two gift boxes.
"Mr. Yan, hello!"
"I’m sorry to disturb you. I’m Chu Xiaolong’s sister, Chu Qingqing!"
"Chu Xiaolong?" Yan Feifan repeated, puzzled.
Chu Qingqing quickly prompted him. "Last night... the Sunshine Film and Television cocktail party..."
Realization dawned on Yan Feifan. "Oh, so you’re Mrs. Chu’s sister!"
"What can I do for you?"