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As the continuous voice calls and video calls went unanswered, Zhang Huizhi began to feel anxious and uncertain. She hurriedly rummaged through her belongings to find the investment agreement, her hands trembling as she presented it to Ke Wenjie. "Son, I really haven't been scammed! I have the agreement! Li Hongmei must be too busy to answer the phone. She's a real wealthy person; how could she have time to deal with me every day?"
Ke Wenjie took the investment agreement and flipped through it briefly. The contents were unremarkable, just a standard Investment Agreement, but that didn't clarify anything for him. He couldn't determine whether the company involved was legitimate or if it was one that specialized in investment fraud. If it were the latter, things would get complicated.
Frustrated, Ke Wenjie felt a surge of anger. He couldn't remain calm, nor did he have the time to investigate the authenticity of the company; all he could think about was giving Zhang Huizhi a piece of his mind.
In the heat of the moment, he couldn't hold back any longer. He slammed the agreement onto the floor and shouted at Zhang Huizhi, "Who gave you permission to invest two million? Who do you think you are? Warren Buffett? I told you to save money! Save money! Why didn’t you listen? That's two million! Have you ever seen that much money in your life? And you dare to invest it? Are you even my mother? You're acting like a foolish donkey!"
His face flushed with anger, Ke Wenjie struggled to rein in his words and emotions. He didn't want to speak harshly after all; she was his mother, the one who raised him.
Lan Qingqing picked up the Investment Agreement from the floor and began flipping through its pages. Standing nearby, Mo Kai Liang was oblivious to the complexities of the situation; he only had one thought: calling the police could solve everything.
"Brother," Mo Kai Liang said timidly, "shouldn’t we just call the police? Whether or not this investment is a scam, we can ask them to help us get our money back. We can say we’re not signing this agreement anymore and that we're not investing in this project. Isn’t that possible?"
Ke Wenjie scoffed coldly, "Do you think the police are omnipotent? If everything could be solved by calling them, there wouldn't be any scammers left in this world! The police can help you catch criminals and thieves, but they can't help if you're just being foolish!"
The term "foolish" was clearly directed at Zhang Huizhi, but in Mo Kai Liang's ears, it sounded like an insult aimed at him. His already fragile self-esteem felt bruised.
Mo Kai Liang lowered his head in silence, filled with resentment and defiance.
Meanwhile, Lan Qingqing suggested, "Let's check out this company first." Turning to Zhang Huizhi, she continued, "Auntie, please give us Li Hongmei's contact information and address, including her ID number or anything else we might need. If necessary, we can go directly to Li Hongmei's home to discuss this matter. The contents of this agreement seem fine; the only suspicious part is that it's an overseas project. If it's not a scammer involved here, then we're fine; but if it is a scammer, we might never get that money back."
Zhang Huizhi exploded with anger. "What do you mean 'never get it back'? First of all, this project isn't a scam! Even if it were a scam, how could they possibly get away with taking two million from me right under the sun? Are they crazy? Do they think laws are just a joke? Do they want to end up in jail?"
Her eyes wide with fear and disbelief as she looked at Ke Wenjie’s reaction and listened to Lan Qingqing's words, she began to feel that maybe Li Hongmei could indeed be a fraud.
Lan Qingqing didn't want to argue with Zhang Huizhi over trivial matters; she remained composed. Two million wasn't a small amount—after all, it was Ke Wenjie's savings—and since she was carrying Ke Wenjie's child, if she could recover that cash, he would surely give her some spending money. Moreover, if she had their child in the future, all of Ke Wenjie's assets would belong to their child.
Taking ownership of this situation as her own responsibility, Lan Qingqing continued speaking. "Auntie, now is not the time for emotional decisions. Please provide us with Li Hongmei's personal information—what her family does for work and which company she is associated with—and also her company's specific location."
Listening to these vague inquiries made Zhang Huizhi feel like banging her head against a wall. She realized she knew nothing about Li Hongmei; she had been so dazzled by Li Hongmei's aura during their interactions that she completely forgot to ask for her home address or company details.
In the brief silence that followed Zhang Huizhi's realization, Ke Wenjie looked at her speechless state and felt utterly defeated. His brows furrowed in confusion as he rubbed his forehead; he confirmed once again that Zhang Huizhi had indeed been scammed.
Lan Qingqing grew anxious as well. "Auntie, please don’t tell me you don’t even know Li Hongmei’s basic information? You just gave her your money like that? Where is Li Hongmei from? What does her family do? What about her husband? What’s their home address? ID information? Do you have any photos?"
Zhang Huizhi felt dumbfounded; at that moment she resembled someone completely clueless. Just ten minutes ago she had been so confident; now she felt like a fool.
Once more she pulled out her phone and called Li Hongmei again—still no answer and no response.
Zhang Huizhi had no identity information for Li Hongmei; not even an ID card, let alone a photograph. She was completely unaware of who Li Hongmei's husband and son were. All she remembered were the grand business deals that Li Hongmei had mentioned to her.
Lan Qingqing took a deep breath and turned to Ke Wenjie, saying, "We should report this to the police. Auntie has likely been scammed. Besides, the name Li Hongmei is far too common; I suspect even that name might be fake."
Ke Wenjie stood there, one hand on his hip and the other pressing against his temple, where veins were bulging. He was on the verge of losing his mind.
Suddenly, Ke Wenjie grabbed the mop from the corner and smashed it down onto the glass coffee table with all his might. He struck it several times before the table shattered, glass shards scattering everywhere.
Zhang Huizhi screamed in fright and stumbled backward.
Lan Qingqing was startled as well, but she could understand Ke Wenjie’s rage. That was twenty million; if her own twenty million in cash were taken by her family for some inexplicable investment and handed over to a scammer, she wouldn't just be smashing glass—she might even consider murder.
Lan Qingqing looked at the Investment Agreement and checked the company involved. Surprisingly, it turned out that the company actually existed.
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