Life and Death Insurance – CH 010

Chapter 10

Unfortunately, Ling Zhengzhong’s overly enthusiastic reaction seemed ambiguous to Xiang Tian.

“Mr. Ling, I think I’ve come at the wrong time today. Perhaps we could reschedule for another time…”

Seeing Xiang Tian quickly retreat, seemingly about to turn and leave, Ling Zhengzhong wasn’t about to let him go. He lunged forward, trying to grab him firmly, but the unlucky Mr. Ling misjudged the distance between them and the water on his feet. His lunge turned into a full-blown leap, and he slipped, flying right into Xiang Tian.

The quick-witted Xiang Tian immediately caught the flying man, but things changed faster than planned. He hadn’t considered Ling Zhengzhong’s nearly naked and smooth body. His outstretched hand failed to provide support, and instead of catching Ling Zhengzhong, he was pulled into Ling Zhengzhong’s arms. Losing his balance, Xiang Tian was pinned to the ground by Ling Zhengzhong.

For Xiang Tian, ​​who trained daily, the fall caused no harm. He could easily kick the still-crushing man away—provided the man was clothed.

Compared to Xiang Tian, ​​whose face was slightly flushed, Ling Zhengzhong felt his face was as red as a freshly cooked lobster.

Their current position was far too intimate, so much so that he didn’t even have time to apologize before struggling to get up. However, the corner of the towel wrapped around his waist unfortunately tripped his leg, causing Ling Zhengzhong to crash into Xiang Tian’s arms again, making Xiang Tian groan softly.

Naturally, when Ling Zhengzhong finally managed to stand up, the poor towel around his waist had long since fallen to the floor. Thus, Mr. Ling’s always-proud, perfectly muscular body was thus displayed without reservation before Xiang Tian…

Looking at Xiang Tian in front of him, utterly dumbfounded, Ling Zhengzhong felt that if there were a crack in the ground in front of him, he would have disappeared into it without hesitation.

“This is what happened…”

In the police station, as Ling Zhengzhong listened to Xiang Tian recount the events to Chu Feng and two other junior officers, and as everyone’s gaze lingered on him with ambiguous expressions, Ling Zhengzhong felt an urge to smash his head against a wall.

He spent countless hours explaining the whole story to Xiang Tian, ​​and then an equal amount of time persuading him to go to the police station with him to testify. His pleading, a mix of soft and hard tactics, bordering on weeping, was no less dramatic than that of Dou E, who cried until frost fell in June. Finally, Xiang Tian, ​​helplessly, said to him, “Mr. Ling, please calm down. I’ll go, I’ll go, okay?”

Now Ling Zhengzhong finally understood why Xiang Tian had initially refused to go to the police station with him. It wasn’t just because that eccentric policeman was Xiang Tian’s cousin, but also because, to prove his innocence, Xiang Tian had to describe in detail how they met, including the insults, indecent acts, and even the final nude act—enough to make the shy Xiang Tian lose face.

Seeing Chu Feng’s enthusiastic listening, Ling Zhengzhong mentally cursed every ancestor within eight generations of Chu Feng’s family. He was absolutely certain that Chu Feng’s desire for a detailed account wasn’t for any real testimony but merely to satisfy their curiosity and voyeuristic desires.

“So, you’re certain you saw Mr. Ling at 6:30 in the morning?”

After listening to his cousin’s blushing, yet insistent, account, Chu Feng maintained a poker face, but inwardly, he was practically beaming.

Yesterday, when Ling Zhengzhong described the witness’s appearance, he should have thought of his shy little cousin. That quiet, handsome face—wasn’t it a human version of a hamster? It turned out Ling Zhengzhong had quite a talent for imagination; his description was spot on. It was a pity he was so busy dealing with Manager Monkey, the head of Tianyun Company, that he forgot this person beside him, whom he knew best, also worked at Tianyun and perfectly matched Ling Zhengzhong’s description.

“I am sure it was 6:30, because I heard the clock chiming outside.”

Xiang Tian’s face was still a little red, but he spoke very seriously.

“It could also have been the 7:30 chime; anyway, every half-hour chime sounds the same.”

Chu Feng’s casual remark immediately ignited Ling Zhengzhong’s long-suppressed anger. “Officer Chu, you’re misleading the witness!”

Now that someone had proven his innocence, Ling Zhengzhong naturally wouldn’t care about the eccentric policeman’s expression anymore, and his tone became much harsher.