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Chapter 22 Shen Wanrou arrives at the door in the middle of the night?

That evening, Wu Daxing sent a notification in Feichi Power Technology's large work group using his account.

[All Rivers Run into the Sea]: Notice: Starting tomorrow, all extra shifts for all employees of Feichi Power will be cancelled, and working hours will be strictly implemented according to the Group Headquarters' 8:30-18:30 schedule.

No overtime will be arranged on weekends and holidays. Colleagues who need to work overtime should submit an overtime application through the OA system. The corresponding overtime pay and meal allowance will be paid monthly.

Dear colleagues, please take care of yourselves and manage your family life appropriately. No reply is required to this notice. Wishing you all a happy life and smooth work! (clasped hands) (handshake) (flowers)

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The employees who saw the notice could hardly believe their eyes.

In the various small groups among colleagues, the discussion quickly went viral, with over 99 messages flooding the screen.

Michelle called Zhou Lang and they chatted for a full hour.

"Wow! Zhou Lang~ If you were a girl, I would definitely hug your face and kiss you like crazy until you cry!"

"Alright, what else can you do besides get my face covered in saliva?" Zhou Lang joked.

As the two joked and chatted, they started talking on the phone for a long time, and Zhou Lang's phone even got a little hot.

At that moment, a message popped up on Zhou Lang's WeChat.

[Shen Wanrou]: Zhou Lang, do you have time tonight? Are you home right now?

Zhou Lang told Michelle that he had something to do, and they would talk when they met tomorrow, before replying to Shen Wanrou's message.

[Zhou Lang]: At home, sister-in-law

[Shen Wanrou]: I want to ask you for a favor…

[Zhou Lang]: Shall we talk in person? Sister-in-law, where are you? Shall we come pick you up, or should we find a coffee shop or something?

[Shen Wanrou]: I've arrived at the entrance of your residential complex...

Zhou Lang looked puzzled, stood up, and looked down at his pajamas.

He changed into a short-sleeved shirt and shorts, just as the doorbell rang.

As soon as the door opened, Shen Wanrou, dressed in a professional skirt for a customer service representative, looked terrible.

"Sister-in-law?" Zhou Lang invited her into the room. "You just got off work? How did you get here?"

"I came by bus..."

Shen Wanrou's voice seemed broken, and she looked weak, as if all her strength had been drained.

Zhou Lang's doubts deepened.

I rushed to his house right after getting off work, without even having time to change out of my work clothes.

Moreover, I sent him the message after I arrived at his neighborhood.

He said he had something he wanted to ask him, but he couldn't bring himself to say it.

Zhou Lang poured Shen Wanrou a glass of honey water and then brought her a fruit platter of strawberries, mangoes, and watermelon.

"Sister-in-law, it's alright, no rush, please tell me slowly."

Shen Wanrou picked up the water glass, her eyes slightly red, but she hesitated to open her lips.

Zhou Lang roughly guessed that, apart from her ex-husband (whose name is written as "ex-husband" but read as "ex-criminal"), there was nothing else.

"Is it for Tian Wenming?"

"Zhou Lang..." Shen Wan pleaded softly, "I know he deserved what he did, but... could you please forgive him a little?"

"How much more mercy do you want?"

Zhou Lang frowned: "Since Wu Daxing has already done as I said, I won't go back on my word, unless they want to retaliate and pull some stupid tricks again—"

Shen Wanrou trembled slightly, and Zhou Lang then realized that his tone had been a little harsh.

He also sat down on the sofa, one seat between himself and Shen Wanrou.

"Sister-in-law, I wasn't very nice just now, please don't mind."

Zhou Lang composed himself and explained his thoughts to her: "To be honest, if Tian Wenming's crime this time is enough to put him in jail for ten or twenty years, then I will not let him go and will definitely send him in for reform."

"But in this case, at most it's just property damage, so he'll most likely only be detained."

"If Tian Wenming is fired by the company because of his detention, or if the company persuades him to resign, then he will really become a wild donkey that has broken free of its reins, and he will be more harmful to me and others."

Zhou Lang smiled and used an analogy, saying, "Real life isn't like the short dramas about overpowered protagonists, where if a villainous supporting character offends the male lead, they're expected to be eliminated completely, with the whole family being killed at the drop of a hat."

"With the fear and anxiety of losing his job, Tian Wenming, that scoundrel, dared not do anything outrageous again. It was as if the principles of society were constantly disciplining him automatically."

"It's like a joke: People in Shandong Province don't dare to fight even when they're drunk, because they're especially afraid of leaving a criminal record that will affect their descendants' chances of taking civil service exams for three generations."

Shen Wanrou's lips twitched slightly, but she was quickly overwhelmed by her worries and couldn't manage a smile.

Zhou Lang felt he had explained things clearly enough, but Shen Wanrou still seemed very afraid of him.

"Sister-in-law, in my memory you are not the type to blindly defend your own."

Zhou Lang turned his gaze to the side and stared at Shen Wanrou's profile.

Her relationship with Tian Wenming was already strained before their divorce; they had been separated for many years and were like strangers to each other.

Why is she suddenly pleading for Tian Wenming now that they're divorced?

"Did Tian Wenming threaten her with divorce? He won't agree to the divorce unless she pleads for leniency?"

Zhou Lang thought about it and felt it was impossible.

His relationship with Shen Wanrou was merely that of acquaintances; if Shen Wanrou came to him for help normally, it wouldn't have much effect.

Unless it's some kind of act of selling one's wife...

Zhou Lang shook his head inwardly; Shen Wanrou would definitely not agree to such an outrageous scheme.

"Besides, what is your sister-in-law pleading for?"

Is it simply a matter of distrusting his promises?

Please don't go back on your word or call the police.

"That's judging a gentleman by the standards of a petty person," Zhou Lang thought to himself.

"Sister-in-law, is there some other hidden story?" Zhou Lang asked tentatively.

Shen Wanrou rubbed her temples, her head seemingly spinning.

"I...I'm sorry, Zhou Lang, I'm bothering you so late."

She stood up, a hint of apology in her evasive gaze.

"I'll head back first, so I won't keep you from resting..."

"Sister-in-law, you must have caught the last train when you arrived."

Zhou Lang also stood up, guessing that Shen Wanrou would hesitate even when hailing a taxi.

"I'll take you home."

Shen Wanrou crossed her arms, her gentle face showing a troubled expression: "Thank you, but there's no need to trouble yourself..."

"It's so late." Zhou Lang took the keys to the Bentley Flying Spur from the small hook by the entrance.

Shen Wanrou hesitated, saying, "Um... Zhou Lang, your car is too high-end; the neighbors must be quite interested in it."

Zhou Lang stroked the key, thinking to himself that he had indeed overlooked one aspect.

As a single man, he wasn't afraid of gossip from his neighbors.

However, Shen Wanrou had just gotten divorced. If someone drove her back to her apartment complex in a luxury car at this time, it might lead some of her neighbors to make malicious speculations and spread rumors behind her back.

"Sister-in-law, please sit for a while longer."

Zhou Lang laughed and said, "You don't look too well. Anyway, I can't let you go home alone tonight. Here's what I'll do—wait a moment, I'll call a driver over in Michelle's pink BYD to take you home."