Chapter 181 - 113: Police: And You Still Say You’re Not a Human Trafficker

After all, his rental place...

Was honestly a bit old, run-down, and small.

Before he left.

At the main gate of White Cloud Temple.

"How much does it cost to stay outside White Cloud Temple?" Xu De asked.

Lin Yue thought for a moment, raised an eyebrow, and replied:

"Three hundred a month. Food and board not included. It’s pretty expensive."

Then, she quickly added:

"What? Thinking about it?"

Xu De nodded. "I mostly just want to learn from the master how to become a ’Nine Heavens Flying Dragon Jade-faced Thunder Origin Universal Transformation of Living Beings Demon-subduing Longevity True Monarch.’"

As he spoke,

a look of deep emotion crossed his face.

"From the looks of it,"

"Master Guanxin’s understanding of the law is profound, and his Magical Power must be immeasurable to have trained such an outstanding individual."

Lin Yue: ?

"You’re dead. I’m going to sharpen my teeth and bite you to death."

"Heh."

"..."

Xu De left.

Lin Yue stood before White Cloud Temple, watching him go.

Only when he disappeared around the corner did she look away. Recalling his words, she gritted her teeth in frustration.

But she wasn’t truly angry.

The corners of her lips curled up. She hummed a little tune, seemingly in a good mood, and walked briskly toward her room.

Meanwhile...

...

...

That evening.

8:30 PM.

Qingwu Province, Lusen City, Nanshan District.

Yangcheng Avenue.

Home Like a Hotel, 6th floor, Room 613.

"My dear, I’m sorry to put you through this. I couldn’t get ahold of the landlord today, so you have to stay in a hotel."

"Besides, if your husband finds out, won’t he be angry?"

"Hah, don’t even mention him. He has zero romance, just clacks away at his keyboard all day long like a block of wood. So boring..."

"But... he earns money for you to spend. Without him..."

"It’s fine. I’ve already talked to a lawyer. Even if we get divorced, he’ll have to give me money. At least five hundred a month!"

"..."

Inside the king-sized bedroom.

A man and a woman, both in sleepwear, sat on the edge of the bed and at the vanity.

The man was about 1.8 meters tall, slender and lanky, with meticulously cared-for skin that gave him an androgynous beauty.

He was the one speaking, sitting on the edge of the bed.

Beside him was a four-year-old child, whose eyes were timid and fearful. The child’s back was to the man, his small body trembling slightly.

The woman was of average appearance, 1.65 meters tall, and thin. She sat before the vanity mirror, applying her makeup.

She watched in the mirror as countless cosmetics made her face more and more beautiful, a smug look spreading across it.

"What’s more,"

"before I decided to divorce him, I did some digging."

"Wang Yu is getting a promotion!"

"He might not be much of a person, emotionless like an idiot, but he’s great at making money for me!"

"I also asked the lawyer. He said that even after the divorce and the child support is set, I have the right to demand more every time he gets a raise!"

As she spoke,

Yang Chunping became increasingly smug.

As soon as she divorces him, she’ll get at least an extra five hundred a month!

The lawyer told her it could very well be eight hundred!

Eight hundred a month! That’s what some people make in a month and a half.

Even if she does nothing, even after divorcing Wang Yu, he’ll still have to support her... ’What? You don’t like it?’

’Tough luck, because that’s how the judge will rule!’

Yang Chunping continued:

"He’s 29 now, so I can collect for at least another 14 years."

"I’ve done my research on programmers. Their main promotion period is concentrated around age thirty, which is right when I’ll be demanding child support."

"Who knows, maybe with his next raise, his salary will hit four thousand a month?"

"At that rate, just from child support alone, I could get twelve hundred a month!"

"And that’s not even counting the division of assets from the divorce. His apartment is worth four hundred thousand! With a 70-30 split, I could get at least three hundred thousand!"

"I’ll buy you a sports car then!"

Twelve hundred a month—that was two months’ salary for an average person.

What does it mean to strike it rich?

This is what it means to strike it rich!

Adjusted for the average salaries and housing prices of the later year 2026,

with this one divorce, Yang Chunping would lose nothing and gain nearly two million in assets, plus 12,000 a month in child support!

That child support would continue for 14 years, totaling two million... two million tax-free!

Winning the lottery? How could that be as easy as this?!

Once she realized this,

Yang Chunping grew even more smug. She even considered writing a book to teach others how to pull off the same scheme.

On the bed.

The man on the bed, Guo Tu, saw that the woman was about done. A sinister glint flashed in his eyes.

Without a word, he secretly reached out to the child beside him.

He gave a vicious pinch with his thumb and forefinger.

"AHH!"

The child, who had been lying on his side, suddenly felt a sharp pain. He shot up and began to wail.

"WAAAAAAH..."

The commotion drew the attention of Yang Chunping at the vanity.

She looked back at the child, her face full of confusion.

"What’s wrong? Why did he suddenly start crying?"

"It’s nothing, it’s nothing. You finish up, I’ll calm him down."

After pulling his hand back, Guo Tu quickly scooped the child into his arms and gave Yang Chunping a gentle smile.

Then, he picked up the water from the nightstand and forced it into the child’s mouth.

"Mmph~!"

The child struggled a little, but the water was forced down his throat anyway.

Before long,

the crying gradually faded.

Yang Chunping looked back and saw that the child’s breathing had evened out as he drifted into a deep sleep.

Seeing this, Yang Chunping raised an eyebrow and remarked with a sigh:

"You’re so good with kids. Every time he cries, you calm him down right away."

"Unlike that cuckolded bastard, who’s out all day and night..."

Guo Tu said, "He has to be out. If he weren’t, how would I have met you, my dear?"

As he spoke,

Guo Tu gave Yang Chunping a look full of passion.

Yang Chunping understood his meaning, but hesitated slightly.

But Guo Tu didn’t care about that. ’She’s just acting like a whore trying to look like a saint in front of me.’

’Why else would she be putting on makeup this late at night if not to get into bed?’

"It’s okay, the kid’s fast asleep..."

Guo Tu said, then stood up, carried the child, and put him in the bathroom.

Seeing this, Yang Chunping finally smiled and beckoned to him with her finger.

The two were instantly all over each other.

Yang Chunping had never treated Wang Yu like a human being.

In her eyes, he was just a boar who could provide money, and she treated him exactly as such.

In bed, she was as perfunctory as she could possibly be, and would often refuse unless he first promised to buy her something.

Of course, it might also have been because Wang Yu was average-looking.

As for the handsome Guo Tu... Yang Chunping had gone to bed with him within three hours of meeting him.

And with him, she was willing to try all sorts of things!

And so,

in an instant, the entire suite—Room 613—was filled with an amorous air, and the sound of ’CREAK... CREAK...’ began to echo.

Hormones filled the room, and the temperature seemed to rise by several degrees.

Just as the two were completely absorbed in their activities...

"BANG!!!"

Suddenly, a shocking noise exploded by their ears.

Guo Tu’s heart leaped in shock. He went limp in an instant, and with a stunned expression, he and Yang Chunping whipped their heads toward the main door.

There,

at the main door,

countless figures streamed into the room. They were powerfully built and held black equipment.

"Police! Hands up, nobody move!"

"Police! Get to the side! Everyone, move to the side! Let me see your hands!"

"Get up! Cooperate! Everyone, cooperate now!!!"

"..."

A swarm of police officers had burst in with the force of a riot, kicking the door open and shattering the passionate atmosphere, replacing it with intense tension.

’Police?’

’What police?’

Yang Chunping and Guo Tu looked on, stunned, the flush of passion still on their faces.

Then, a wave of fury washed over Yang Chunping.

"Who let you in!? You’re violating my privacy, you know that!?"

As she spoke,

she stood up, wrapping a blanket around herself and demanding furiously.

Unfortunately for her,

several officers immediately tensed up, aiming their guns at her as their leader, Li Xiang, roared his question.

"The child! Tell me where the child is!"

’What child?’

"Bastards! Who let you in!?"

Yang Chunping just hurled insults, enraged.

Li Xiang didn’t hesitate. After the Li Family Village case, his actions were exceptionally decisive. Without a second thought, he kicked out.

"THWACK!"

Before Yang Chunping could react, she was kicked to the ground. Several officers immediately swarmed her, slapping handcuffs on her wrists.

"Hah, pretty arrogant for a child trafficker," Li Xiang said coldly.

"What child trafficker? I’m not a child trafficker!"

Yang Chunping was dazed from the blow, but she still struggled to speak.

Just then,

a voice came from the bathroom.

"Captain Li, I’ve found the child!"

"Dammit, he’s been drugged! We need to get him to a hospital for a check-up!"

An officer carried the child out of the bathroom, his expression changing drastically after a quick check.

Hearing this, Guo Tu’s face filled with panic. He tried to run but was also cuffed by the police and forced to the ground.

"You, take him to the hospital!"

Li Xiang ordered furiously. He then looked down at Yang Chunping and Guo Tu, who were pinned to the floor, his face filled with rage.

"And you still say you’re not a child trafficker!!!"