Chapter 313: Chapter 313: Bagged and Beaten

“If you really dislike my acting, I can quit. But I need to find something I enjoy doing,” Tang Li added. “As long as you don’t mind, after I graduate, I will take the civil service exam. Rather than being called ‘an actor’ and yelled at all day, I’d prefer to be a respected politician like you.”

“Nonsense!”

Lai Wenyan scolded harshly: “Before daydreaming, think of your mother. If you plan to disturb even her peace in death, you might as well continue your wayward behavior!”

Just then, Jiang Yuan knocked on the door outside.

The anger around Lai Wenyan subsided as he went to open the door: “What is it?”

“You arrived by plane at noon, and it seems the Qingyang City Government got the news. The secretary of the Qingyang Mayor is here, currently downstairs, and would like to invite you to dinner tonight.”

While speaking, Jiang Yuan glanced at Tang Li in the room. Since it was not a pressing matter, he didn’t avoid Tang Li: “If you agree to go, they will send a car at six o’clock.”

Although Qingyang is a county-level city, Lai Wenyan wouldn’t disrespect others on their turf.

Seeing that Lai Wenyan agreed, Jiang Yuan nodded: “Then I’ll go down and tell him to arrange the driver to pick you up on time.”

Once Jiang Yuan left, Lai Wenyan turned around, his face not looking kindly at Tang Li.

Interrupted thus, he had calmed down.

No longer entangled with Tang Li, he issued an ultimatum: “If you want to be taken away tomorrow in front of the whole crew, just ignore my words. Remember, as Lai Wenyan’s daughter, before you do anything, I have tolerated you once or twice before, not because I want to quarrel with you, but that doesn’t mean I’m powerless against you!”

After speaking, Lai Wenyan’s gaze turned icy: “Now, go back and pack your things! Tomorrow at ten in the morning, if I don’t see you downstairs, consider the consequences yourself!”

A few minutes later, Tang Li walked out of the hotel.

She paused briefly at the entrance.

Then, she made her way deftly to a certain alley.

A few steps away from the alley, Tang Li took a mask out of her pocket, put it on, and flipped up the hood of her coat. After fidgeting, passers-by couldn’t see her face clearly. Dressed androgynously, she resembled a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy.

As she approached the mouth of the alley, a Myanmar and Vietnam youth squatting in the corner smoking looked up.

“I have a deal here, are you interested?” Tang Li spoke in the language of Myanmar and Vietnam.

In the depths of the alley, four other Myanmar and Vietnam people holding playing cards stood up one after another, their gaze turning her way.

At 5:59 PM, Lai Wenyan left his room, accompanied by Jiang Yuan downstairs. The car sent by the Qingyang Mayor had already arrived at the street corner.

On this trip to Diannan, Lai Wenyan didn’t bring bodyguards. Firstly, he didn’t want to attract attention; and secondly, he had a background in the special police and wasn’t like other frail politicians—he had real skills.

This confidence was why, when his head was suddenly covered with a sack, he was caught off guard. By the time he realized, he had been dragged into some secluded place, and even Jiang Yuan was not spared.

Jiang Yuan, with a sack over his head, was tossed aside, his hands tied behind his back, and someone pressed a knee against his spine!

“Who are you?! What do you want!”

Before he could finish speaking, Lai Wenyan’s arm was struck harshly with a stick. As he tried to lift the sack, he was instead met with more ferocious kicks and punches.

“Bastards!” he covered his head with his hands, cursing: “Who sent you! Everyone, STOP!”