Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife-Chapter 965: Give You Dried Xiao Yu (5)

Pei Wen’s eyes were almost splitting with rage as he glared at An Yiqing, panting heavily and unable to speak for a long time, resembling a mad bull.

"Xiao Feng, call Xiao Yoo and tell her to donate the money! Let’s go!"

An Yiqing, out of patience, instructed and turned to leave.

Zhang Yufeng cooperatively pulled out his phone and pretend to make the call.

Upon seeing this, Pei Wen dared not be arrogant anymore, terrified that An Yiqing would really donate all his money.

"Wait! Wait! Don’t donate! Don’t donate!" He scrambled to the cell door, clung to the iron bars, and yelled at the top of his lungs, fearful An Yiqing would leave.

"What now? Had a change of heart? Ready to talk?" An Yiqing paused mid-step, turned around, and said with a smile.

"Talk! I’ll talk! I’ll say anything!" Pei Wen nodded vigorously. He had intended to wait for the hospital to rescue him, but An Yiqing’s unexpected moves disrupted his plans. A man with money to spare fears nothing, even if it means jail. fгeewebnovёl.com

"Speak! Who are you taking orders from? And what’s your relationship with Haitian Hospital? Tell me the truth; for every lie, I’ll donate five million," threatened An Yiqing with a smile.

Pei Wen, still shaken, looked at the young woman who smiled as she threatened him and felt a deep hate, yet he dared not do anything.

"I’ll talk, just don’t touch my money." He reiterated nervously and then stuttered to begin his statement, "Ten years ago, I was about to resign from the military hospital because of baby trafficking, when Haitian Hospital called me to invite me to be a distinguished professor. Their offer was exceptionally generous, and most importantly, they told me if I came to Haitian, I would get the power of the second-in-command, so I went."

"Indeed, like that person said, I gained a lot of power in Haitian Hospital. I didn’t need anyone else to handle the trafficking of babies; I alone had more than enough control. Until a few days ago, that person came to me and told me to frame Xuanjin Pharmaceuticals, promising me fifty million if I did. I agreed."

Pei Wen’s account was simple, but An Yiqing listened attentively. It seemed there was indeed a problem with Haitian Hospital. Xuanjin Pharmaceuticals had no quarrel with them, so why would they frame them?

"Who is this person you’re talking about? What’s his position in Haitian? Is he the dean?"

"No, not the dean. I don’t know his name; he’s not the dean of Haitian Hospital, but I can sense that he has more power than the dean. I used to think he was the dean’s son, but the dean is very respectful towards him, so they probably aren’t related."

An Yiqing’s brows quirked up, showing an intrigued expression, "Son? Is this person very young?"

Pei Wen was taken aback before nodding, "Yes, when I met him ten years ago, he was probably just over twenty years old."

So young? An Yiqing was genuinely surprised by his age. If he was just over twenty years old ten years ago, then he must be around thirty now.

What was the purpose of giving Pei Wen so much power? Pei Wen was just an ordinary person at best, albeit a bit more ruthless—what use could he have?

"What does this person look like? Can you describe him?"

Pei Wen paused, taking a long time before responding.

An Yiqing frowned, looking at him puzzled.

"What’s the matter? Don’t tell me you don’t know what he looks like?"

An Yiqing’s teasing question was met with a serious nod from Pei Wen.

"He, he always wore a baseball cap when he met me, I could only make out his silhouette and voice; I really don’t remember what he looks like."