The Woman Who Keeps Lin Xuan

The police checked Lin Chang's identification and nodded, saying, "Alright, please wait a moment while I look it up."

The officer entered Lin Xuan's name into the system, only to find no search results. Frowning, he searched again—still nothing.

The officer asked skeptically, "Sir, are you sure this is correct? There’s no record of Lin Xuan here."

"No record? That’s impossible!" Lin Chang’s first reaction was disbelief. "Officer, please check again. There must be a mistake—maybe you missed it?"

"Sir, I’ve checked twice already. There’s nothing. Are you certain you have the right information?" the officer replied patiently.

"There’s no mistake," Lin Chang insisted, his brow furrowed. "He was detained just yesterday."

He had already pulled strings—how could Lin Xuan not be locked up?

The officer then checked another database.

After a moment, he nodded. "There was indeed a Lin Xuan brought in for questioning yesterday, but he’s already been released due to lack of evidence."

"Released?!" Lin Chang’s eyes widened. "How is that possible?"

The officer explained, "Without proof of wrongdoing, we had no grounds to hold him."

Lin Chang’s frown deepened.

Had his orders not been followed?

He grabbed his phone and dialed one of his connections. "Hello, this is Lin Chang," he said in an ingratiating tone.

"Lin Chang? You dare call me? Do you realize you nearly got me killed? Do you even know who Lin Xuan is? You asked me to go after him? Don’t ever contact me again!"

The man on the other end ranted furiously before abruptly hanging up.

Lin Chang’s face twisted in frustration.

What kind of status did Lin Xuan have?

What else was there besides founding Tianmu Group?

Unless… was it his sugar mommy’s doing?

Just who was she?

Not only had she funded Lin Xuan’s company, but she’d also gotten him out of jail—and from the sound of it, her influence was terrifying…

Jiang Shuqin had been about to ask Lin Chang where Lin Xuan was being held, but the memory of him kissing his secretary and shoving her away made her swallow her words.

Instead, she approached the officer herself. "Excuse me, where is Lin Xuan being held? I want to visit him."

The officer replied, "As I just told that gentleman, he’s been released due to insufficient evidence."

"That can’t be!" Jiang Shuqin grabbed the officer’s arm. "Officer, there must be a mistake! Lin Xuan beat my son half to death—how could he just walk free?"

The officer remained patient. "Without evidence, we can’t hold him. If you gather proof of his crime, we’ll arrest him immediately. Understood?"

"No! You must be lying!" Jiang Shuqin’s voice rose hysterically. "Did he bribe you? Is that why you’re letting him go?"

"Listen—you’d better investigate Lin Xuan right now, or I’ll sue this entire precinct!"

Finally losing patience, the officer shook her off.

"Ma’am, watch your words. We follow strict procedures. If you don’t understand them, don’t make baseless accusations," he said sternly.

Jiang Shuqin scoffed. "You expect me to believe that? If he didn’t pay you off, why would you release him?"

She continued shouting, making a scene.

Lin Chang felt his face burn with humiliation.

If not for the Jiang Family’s wealth and influence, he’d never have married such a woman.

"Qingwan, get your mother out of here," he ordered coldly.

Lin Qingwan nodded. "Yes, Father."

Jiang Shuqin was still pointing at the officers, ready to unleash another tirade, when Lin Qingwan took her arm.

"Mother, let’s go home."

She led Jiang Shuqin away.

Lin Li clenched his fists.

Lin Xuan wasn’t in jail.

Which meant those photos and videos Lin Xuan had of him could be leaked at any moment.

He had to find a way to destroy them.

Meanwhile, Lin Chang remained deep in thought, puzzling over who had intervened to free Lin Xuan.

Once outside, he couldn’t hold back any longer. "Qingwan, Li, do either of you know who Lin Xuan’s sugar mommy is? Or her background?"

Lin Li’s grip tightened.

He couldn’t tell them it was Su Hua.

If they learned her identity, they’d grovel to Lin Xuan, agreeing to anything he demanded.

Given Lin Xuan’s hatred for him, he’d surely demand Lin Li’s expulsion from the Lin Family.

He’d be discarded like trash.

"Father," Lin Li forced a smile, "I don’t know. She wore a mask when she crashed Lin Xuan and Qin Ruoyao’s wedding. I couldn’t see her face."

Lin Qingwan also shook her head. "I’ve seen her a few times, but I don’t know who she is."

That made Lin Qingwan the only one among them who had actually laid eyes on Lin Xuan’s mysterious benefactor.

Lin Chang pressed further. "Qingwan, if you’ve seen her, was she from any prominent family?"

"I’m not sure," Lin Qingwan admitted. "Aside from those two times with Lin Xuan, I’ve never encountered her elsewhere."

With a woman that striking, she’d have recognized her instantly if they’d crossed paths before.

"Has she attended any high-society events?" Lin Chang asked.

"No," Lin Qingwan said.

Lin Chang’s tension eased slightly.

If she hadn’t appeared at any elite gatherings, she was either from a family even the Lin Family couldn’t reach—or she was too insignificant to attend such events.

Given Lin Xuan’s background, the latter was far more likely.

She was probably just some woman with modest means, foolishly pouring her savings into Lin Xuan’s ventures, even bankrupting herself for him.

As for today’s police station incident? Maybe she had a minor connection there.

Nothing to fear.

With Lin Xuan lacking real backing, Lin Chang could finally relax.