Chapter 444 I Must Scold Her a Few Words

Chapter 444 I Gotta Give Her an Earful

Captain Han had finally scored a win and was in no mood to let Liu Dagui off easily.

No matter how hard Old Man Liu and Wang Jindi begged, he remained resolute and unyielding, hauling them off without hesitation.

Zhang Chunhua was no exception. Regardless of whose woman she was, the charge of engaging in an illicit relationship with Liu Dagui was indisputable.

She was crushed, tears streaming down her face unnoticed as she rushed at Liu Dagui, hitting him.

"It's all your fault! You said Fu Xianghong was an idiot who’d obey you blindly and never dare make a scene! If you hadn’t conned me, I’d never have gone along with you!"

Liu Dagui had been confident, believing he had Fu Xianghong wrapped around his finger.

But now, it was precisely this "foolish woman" he’d dismissed who had nearly got them killed!

"I won’t go to the security office! I won’t be paraded through the streets!"

Zhang Chunhua sobbed, tears and snot running down her face.

Captain Han, focused on climbing the ladder by using Liu Dagui’s downfall to get ahead, had no patience for her distress. The more she sobbed, the rougher he got.

As the one who reported him, Fu Xianghong also had to come along.

Jiang Yu, curious about how the security office would handle the matter, followed along with Xu Lihua.

But at the entrance, they were stopped.

"No outsiders allowed."

Jiang Yu asked, "Captain Han, will the money the flour factory promised actually reach Fu Xianghong? Liu Dagui’s actions are no different from embezzlement. It’s only thanks to your keen insight that his crimes were exposed."

Captain Han, pleased by the flattery, smirked.

"I’ll definitely report this matter. As for how the factory handles it, that’s not up to me."

That was all Jiang Yu needed—his assurance that the report would go up the chain. The flour factory wouldn’t dare reclaim the money, and it would eventually reach Fu Xianghong.

"Aunt Xu, I won’t wait here. You all can stay for Sister Xiang Hong."

Xu Lihua quickly said, "Wait, don’t leave! You understand these things better than we do. How can Xiang Hong divorce Liu Dagui?"

Jiang Yu replied, "How should I know? I’ve never been divorced. Just push for Sister Xiang Hong to get everything she can. He’s the one who messed up, and she’s both the whistleblower and the victim. Instead of just punishing him, she should use this to get more advantages."

Even Lin Hongxia, reluctant as she was to admit it, had to acknowledge Jiang Yu’s quick thinking.

With just a few words to Captain Han, she’d secured Fu Xianghong 500 yuan in compensation.

"Jiang Yu, thank you today."

That Jiang Yu would let bygones be bygones and help Fu Xianghong was unexpected.

Though Lin Hongxia’s gratitude was somewhat awkward, it was sincere.

"Aunt Lin, don’t mention it. I didn’t do much."

Truthfully, she hadn’t planned on helping Fu Xianghong at all—she’d just come with Xu Lihua to see the drama.

Jiang Yu went home ahead of them and had just returned to the compound when Xu Lihua and the others returned.

Xu Lihua rushed over to tell her.

"That Zhang Chunhua has been released!"

Jiang Yu was stunned. "That quickly?"

Xu Lihua snorted. "You bet."

"Liu Dagui either genuinely likes her or got something out of her—he took full responsibility, claiming Zhang Chunhua was forced. Ridiculous! And Captain Han actually believed her."

Jiang Yu wasn't familiar with this Captain Han, but from their brief interaction, she knew he was the type who wouldn’t act without personal gain.

If he let Zhang Chunhua go, he must be getting something out of it.

"What about Sister Xiang Hong’s compensation?"

At this, Xu Lihua got even madder.

"That bastard Han Tianhua said it's gone! The compensation is gone!"

Jiang Yu frowned. Han Tianhua had promised it earlier, only to go back on his word now. He must have been paid off good.

Either way, they must have offered something valuable enough to sway Han Tianhua.

"How did Han Tianhua explain it? Just said it's gone?"

Xu Lihua snorted. "Mrs. Lin argued with him, demanding an explanation, so he took us to see his superior. But the security department at the flour mill is all the same—covering for each other."

No matter how hard they pushed, there was no explanation. The money just vanished.

Han Tianhua was even more shameless, taunting them: "You wanted to see my superior? Here he is. Go ahead and report me."

Lin Hongxia and Fu Xianghong were fuming and helpless, with nowhere left to demand justice.

Jiang Yu said darkly, "At this rate, Liu Dagui will be released in a few days too."

The only reason Liu Dagui was still detained wasn’t because of his wrongdoing, but because Zhang Chunhua still held something they wanted.

Xu Lihua sighed. "Getting mixed up with people like this—Xiang Hong is just unlucky."

Jiang Yu didn’t respond. Sure it was bad luck, but also partly her own fault for not knowing when to walk away.

After wallowing in that mess for so many years, she hadn’t even considered leaving.

"Aunt Xu, we’ve done all we can. Let it go."

" Yeah, I suppose you're right."

Jiang Yu wasn't one for unnecessary drama. This was someone else’s business, not hers to worry about.

Yet even if she didn’t want to get involved, trouble had a way of finding her.

Lin Hongxia and Fu Xianghong tracked her down, asking for her help.

But Jiang Yu was puzzled. "Aunt Lin, with Han Tianhua dead set on covering things up, what can I do?"

Lin Hongxia said, "What's so special about being a captain? Little He outranks him as department head!"

Jiang Yu sighed helplessly, "He Tingyue’s reach isn’t long enough to meddle in the flour mill's affairs."

"But he has wide connections and must know someone who can help. Right now, Liu Dagui is being held by the flour mill, and I can't even get a divorce, let alone compensation."

She wanted to meet Liu Dagui but was refused by Han Tianhua.

He claimed that detainees in security aren’t allowed visitors—which really means they’re covering for him.

"Jiang Yu, help me figure this out. You're clever, surely you have more ideas than we do."

Jiang Yu shook her head, "I really can't help with this. We can't interfere in the flour mill's matters, but I can try to gather some information for you."

Lin Hongxia fumed, "How can you be so cold-hearted? I’m begging you, pride aside. What’s wrong with helping us?"

"Aunt Lin, it’s not that I won’t help—it’s that I can’t," Jiang Yu repeated.

"Why take the roundabout way? Just ask Uncle Fu directly, wouldn’t that work?"

Fu Aiguo was from the flour mill, a longtime employee with clout.

If he spoke up for Fu Xianghong, wouldn’t that carry more weight than her words?

Lin Hongxia sighed, "You could say he’s easygoing, but the truth is he’s spineless."

Fu Aiguo’s nature meant he was never going anywhere, which was why after so many years at the flour mill, he hadn’t even become a minor supervisor—even Liu Dagui, younger than him, climbed higher.

Lin Hongxia had wanted him to step forward, but he dragged his feet like it was a death sentence, so she gave up.

"Jiang Yu, you’re all we’ve got left. For Jiang Ting’s sake, please help us."

Jiang Yu scoffed, "Aunt Lin, what’s between Jiang Ting and me? Don’t you know?"

She practically shoved them out.

"I have things to do at home. You should leave now."

Lin Hongxia’s face darkened with anger, ready to lash out, but Fu Xianghong stopped her.

"Mom, let’s go. Let’s just ask Jiang Yu to look into it."

She didn’t want to leave but was dragged away by Fu Xianghong.

"Why stop me? If she won’t lift a damn finger, I should at least curse her a few times!"

Fu Xianghong smiled bitterly, "Mom, I can’t stand Jiang Yu either, but now isn’t the time to oppose her."

Liu Dagui broke her heart, raw with pain, and she had no energy left to argue with Jiang Yu.

Thinking of Liu Dagui and Zhang Chunhua, she seethed with hatred but felt utterly helpless, her thoughts a tangled mess.

How could they do such shameless things and still get off scot-free? That’s not fair!

If the flour mill chose to cover for them, she’d grab a knife and gut those two herself!