<h4>Chapter 34: Chapter 34: Revenge in the Cornfield</h4><h4></h4>


    When Lin Fan drove back to the vige, he saw a crowd of vigers gathered around the entrance of his home.


    Everyone was watching the busy scene, asionally whispering and discussing something, and it was not until Lin Fan reached the courtyard that he realized the original three tile-roofed houses had disappeared without a trace, and the entire yard had been leveled.


    However, at this moment, a two-story wooden structure was being installed behind the site of the old houses. Its antique appearance stood out strikingly among the vige’s concrete buildings. Dozens of workers were orderly conducting construction, several mixer trucks were pouring concrete,ying a concrete floor in the yard, and two rotund individuals gestured with blueprints in hand.


    Lin Fan did not pay any mind to the vigers but walked into the courtyard. It wasn’t that he had be arrogant since bing distinguished; rather, over the years he had grown ustomed to the vigers’ ugly faces. The so-called simplicity and kindness of rural people were only known to those who lived among them. Hence, he bothered not with these sanctimonious hypocrites.


    He approached the two individuals giving directions and then spoke, "I’m the homeowner. Who is in charge here?"


    "We’re in charge, but all of this has been arranged by Boss Xue, who emphasized that the construction deadline must be met."


    The two men quickly bowed and handed Lin Fan the blueprints, saying, "These ns were drawn up overnight by the engineer. The two-story house was originally designated to be installed behind the vi at Tianhou Hotel, and the construction crew has been diverted from the tunnel project. We guaranteepletion within a week."


    Indeed, everything was as Lin Fan had expected. After he left to admire beautyst night, Xue Changchun had not been idle and had nned all this without anymunication with him. It was clear Xue was waiting for him to call.


    "Alright, then I appreciate your hard work."


    The design for the small courtyard was undoubtedly beautiful, perhaps even surpassing that of a million-dor vi. Lin Fan had no more to say about it. He could only smile, turn around, and leave the courtyard, casting a nce at the vigers still crowded around for the excitement. He ignored them and deliberately took out his cellphone, walking towards the nearby river.


    At this time, the corn had already grown taller than a person. Walking in it, one could feel a sense of ease. Making sure no one was around, Lin Fan finally dialed Xue Changchun’s number.


    "Boss Xue, this surprise is really too big."


    "Lin, I just wanted to show my appreciation, and I was afraid you’d refuse. Besides, this wasn’t for you; after all, your uncle and auntie are getting on in years and deserve to enjoy somefort. Although Cai Xuming and his son caused this trouble, I, as the tunnel contractor, share some responsibility. Hence, this serves as my way of making amends for the injustice your uncle and auntie suffered. However, acting first and reporting afterward was a bit improper. Please don’t take offense, brother."


    Over the phone, Xue Changchun’s humility was evident. But Lin Fan knew how articte and knowledgeable Xue was from dining with him; the rough exterior was just an affectation.


    "Boss Xue, I’m just a clerk; I’m afraid I can’t repay such a big kindness."


    "Brother, we get along because we click, no need to overthink it. I consider you a brother, and you cane to me with anything. After all, I’ve been in business for many years and have some connections. I might not handle big issues, but small ones are no problem. Actually, I have a favor to ask you right now."


    Xue Changchun said with augh, "I’ve submitted the project report for constructing Fengqing Town several times, and it’s never been satisfactory. Today, they even called me back to the province for a reprimand. Now, I heard that when you were in the Secretariat, your penmanship was top-notch. Could you help a brother out?"


    "No problem, it’s just a small matter. I’ll write it up for you tonight."


    Lin Fan smiled and agreed readily. Right now, both were testing each other with small favors, gradually strengthening their rtionship.


    "I’ve left all my documents in my hotel office. Thanks in advance, Lin. When I return from the province, we’ll have a proper drink."


    After hanging up, Lin Fan couldn’t help but sigh. Those who navigate the official circles are all shrewd characters. Every action is purposeful, yet they make it hard to refuse.


    As he put away his phone, preparing to head back to the courtyard, a voice came from the cornfield on his right. Lin Fan paused and listened closely; it sounded like Zhu Zhixuan’s voice, tinged with sobs, but it was too distant to be clear. Curiosity led him to part the corn stalks and step deeper into the field.


    Soon, Zhu Zhixuan’s voice became distinct, and she seemed to be on the phone, yet her emotions were unraveling.


    "Dad, am I no longer your daughter... Cai Xuming is already in jail, I just can’t stay here anymore... Do daughters who get married lose the right to go home?"


    "Why should I be left a widow? If it wasn’t for you, I wouldn’t have married him. Now that he’s getting his just deserts, why should I be implicated..."


    "The house you live in was acquired by marrying me off. Have you ever considered how I feel... I am a human being, not an animal to pay off debts..."


    "I’ve decided to divorce him this time... You can do as you please!"


    Zhu Zhixuan was holding the phone and crying bitterly.


    But the cold words from the other end of the phone kept shattering her heart, time and again.


    Just when she angrily threw her phone on the ground, she looked up and saw Lin Fan’s face.


    At that moment, both fell silent.


    A breeze swept through the cornfield, leaving only the rustling sound in the vast space.


    Seeing Zhu Zhixuan’s tear-streaked face, Lin Fan suddenly felt a pang of heartache.


    They had been desk mates for six years, and he had written to her for three. These memories surged in his mind, and Lin Fan could no longer contain himself and rushed to embrace Zhu Zhixuan.


    She did not struggle, instead allowing Lin Fan to tightly hold her frail body, feeling the warmth from his embrace. A forbidden fire rose in Lin Fan’s heart, and he reached out to lift Zhu Zhixuan’s chin, capturing the lips he had longed for, their salty taste now tender.


    Gradually, the kiss could no longer suppress the buried feelings within, and Lin Fan’s hand slipped into her thin camisole, grasping that stic flesh. At this moment, Zhu Zhixuan finally realized something was wrong. Her struggle came toote, as the frenzied Lin Fan tore off her long dress and pinned her down in the cornfield.


    Lin Fan, almost crazed, sought to fully possess the delicate body beneath him. His indifference to her resistance allowed him to forcefully part her slender legs and entered that endless abyss.