Two weeks later, Xixi was discharged from the hospital, but her leg was still immobile. Her wife took a long leave to take care of her at home.

Xixi really wanted to go to school. Sometimes, when the teachers posted videos of her classmates during PE classes or outings on the group chat, seeing her classmates happy made her feel down.

Every time I saw my daughter like this, my wife and I felt a heart-wrenching pain.

The company's new project started, and I suddenly became busy. I hired a nanny to help my wife take care of Xixi during the day.

While reviewing the bidding units for the exterior wall insulation, unsurprisingly, I saw a familiar name—Zhao Wei.

In the conference room, the moment Zhao Wei saw me, his mouth dropped open in surprise and he was uneasy throughout the entire meeting.

In recent years, real estate projects have dwindled, with more monks but less porridge. It was rare to have such a large project; everyone wanted a piece of the pie.

After the meeting, Zhao Wei approached me alone to apologize: "Mr. Zhang, it was my fault that day. I drank too much and talked nonsense. You're a magnanimous person, and we really didn't know about your daughter's situation..."

I interrupted him with a smile, magnanimously saying, "I was also at fault that day. What's past is past. I'm always impartial in public and private matters. I see your company has handled many large projects."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Wei's face brightened, and he immediately became enthusiastic: "Yes, yes. Our company is quite capable. How about I treat you to dinner tonight, Mr. Zhang, and we can discuss it in detail?"

Zhao Wei booked a private room at the largest restaurant in the city. After dinner, he drove and took me for a massage.

I hesitated a bit: "What kind of place is this? I hope we won't get caught. We can't let my wife find out."

Zhao Wei burst out laughing: "Don't worry, it's all legitimate. But if you want something else afterward, I can arrange it!"

During the ride, Zhao Wei kept boasting about his expertise in such matters, and I played along, showing great interest.

After it ended, I hinted a bit, and Zhao Wei immediately understood, calling two girls and driving us to a hotel.

Zhao Wei booked two rooms, hugged one of the girls, and said to me, "Enjoy yourself, Mr. Zhang. Today's expenses are on me, hahahaha!"

I noted Zhao Wei's room number, opened another room's door, and walked in with the girl.

As soon as I entered, my phone rang. It was my wife: "Honey, the child has a bit of a fever. When will you come back?"

"What? Xixi is sick again? Wait for me, I'm coming back right now!" I hurriedly said.

I transferred money to the girl who was about to take a bath and waited for a while to make sure Zhao Wei wouldn't come out, then left with her.

Outside the hotel, I called the police. The city was cracking down on prostitution, and they were short on reports.

"Room at Regal Hotel, there's prostitution going on, a man and a woman. Who am I? I'm a righteous passerby."

After the call, I found a corner, smoking while watching.

A few minutes later, a police car quietly arrived. Several uniformed officers got out, and shortly afterward, Zhao Wei and the girl were brought down.

Zhao Wei hung his head like a defeated dog, escorted into the car.

I didn't extinguish my cigarette until the police car's taillights disappeared from view, then casually hailed a cab home.

I had known what Zhao Wei would ask me to do today. All I needed to do was send a message to my wife when the girl wasn't paying attention, asking her to call me in a few minutes.

As if, with such a beautiful wife, how could I mess around outside?

The next day, I called Zhao Wei, but no one answered. I found one of his colleagues, saying I urgently needed to contact him.

His colleague said Zhao Wei didn't come to work today, and they couldn't reach him either. They gave me Hou Juan's number to ask at home.

I called Hou Juan, who said Zhao Wei hadn't come home and probably stayed at the construction site last night.

I said suspiciously, "That's not right. We had dinner together last night, followed by a massage, then went to... uh, nothing. Don't overthink it, I hung up."

I pretended to slip up and hurriedly hung up the phone.

It seemed the police hadn't informed the family. Naturally, I had to add fuel to the fire.

In the afternoon, Zhao Wei's subordinate, Xiao Liu, came to our company to deliver materials. I curiously asked him why I couldn't reach Mr. Zhao all day.

Xiao Liu furrowed his brow, looking hesitant, saying only that Zhao Wei was in trouble this time, and the higher-ups were very dissatisfied. He might get fired.

"What? How could this happen..." I said, barely controlling my rising smile.