A young girl in the pri of her life, was thus tragically killed by the hands of her family, prompting sighs and regrets. Online, so people took Ji Yunya’s side, hating Yun Shen and Yun Shu for deserving their fate, while so sympathized with Pei Qinghan, thinking his act of killing was justified, that such people should be shot on the spot.
However, no matter how lively the discussions were online, the law does not spare feelings. In this society governed by law, if you kill soone, you have to pay with your life.
Yet, just as the police were hunting Pei Qinghan nationwide, he openly knocked on the door of the Yan Family.
The entire Yan Family was imrsed in a joyful atmosphere, as the Eldest Young Master Yan, who had just returned with accolades, was about to get engaged. The other party was Miss ng from the ng Family, a well-matched pair, and everyone was congratulating him, but he, standing among the crowd, was surrounded by isolation and coldness.
People found his reaction strange, with fear, mockery, and disdain.
"Isn’t that the heir of the Pei Family? Why is he here? I heard he killed soone and the police are pursuing him. How dare he co here? He’s got quite the nerve."
"Indeed, the Pei Family has been dragged down by him. I heard Elder Pei struggled to get up from his sickbed to announce in the papers that he was severing relations with this rebellious son."
"Just acknowledged the family lineage and now breaking relations, tsk tsk... Is it worth it to fall to this state for a woman?"
"Who knows, beauty could be a curse."
Ignoring everyone’s gaze, he held an urn in his arms, stepped into the hall, all he saw was red, but his eyes were full of sarcasm.
Yun Ya, do you see this? This is the person you loved with all your heart, and now that you’re dead, he’s getting engaged to another woman.
"Yan Song." He spoke quietly.
The man’s back was tall and broad, yet his shoulders would never again pause for that girl.
Yan Song slowly turned around.
Shedding the childishness from two years ago, the man now standing before him was exceptionally handso, cold and ruthless, with a deanor that kept people at a distance of a thousand miles, and those eyes were even more deep and inscrutable.
The woman standing beside him was dressed in a vibrant red cheongsam, truly a beauty more enchanting than flowers, looking at the man beside her with eyes full of love.
He suddenly laughed, "With wealth and power by your side, and such a beautiful woman, congratulations to you."
Yet the smile was so sarcastic.
The man squinted and sneered, "Pei Qinghan, long ti no see."
There was a kind of deadly tension unique to n, fists clenched tightly, he could never forget the humiliation from two years ago, all of which was thanks to this man.
Pei Qinghan lowered his gaze and smiled faintly, a smile as light as clouds, "Yes, long ti no see. It’s been two years, and you’re getting engaged. If Yun Ya knew, she would be heartbroken."
Yan Song took a deep breath, fists clenched, "Shut up." He turned around, speaking coldly, "Escort him out."
With tension, ng Junci glanced at Yan Song and said to the butler, "Uncle Fu, do not just let anyone in, quickly see this gentleman out."
"This gentleman, please...."
Pei Qinghan suddenly shouted, "Yun Ya is dead."
The voice was deafening, ng Junci had no ti to cover Yan Song’s ears, her limbs suddenly went cold, she yelled at Uncle Fu, "Quickly get him out."
She barely dared to look at the man’s face beside her, at this mont her heart had only one thought, it’s over...
Yan Song’s back stiffened, incredulously turned around, "What did you say?" His voice was very light, like the wind passing by, faintly audible.
Pei Qinghan’s smile was intensely sarcastic, "Her only wish in life was to marry you, and although it was unachievable, watching you get engaged to another woman, even in death she couldn’t rest in peace. Yan Song, you wronged her, you let her down."
Pei Qinghan gently caressed the urn, his eyes so tender, "I brought her to see you one last ti, now we should go, I will take her to a place where no one can find us. She lived such a hard life, finally now she can breathe easy, and from now on, I will never leave her again...."
As he spoke, he slowly turned around, step by step away from the bustling and prosperous banquet.
Yan Song stood there in a daze, like a fool, his mind full of the words she died...
He dumbly looked at Zhuang Xiyue, "Mom, is Yun Ya really dead?"
Zhuang Xiyue was already crying on Yan Nanmo’s shoulder, "Ah Song, Mom didn’t intend to hide it from you, but the dead are already gone, you just...."
"No...." Yan Song shouted, stepping back.
A mouthful of blood spurted out, splattering on ng Junci’s face, ng Junci cried while pulling him, "Brother Yan Song, don’t scare ...."
Yan Song slowly pried off her hands, not even looking at her, resolutely striding to chase after.
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