"Since Miss Guo has confessed, and what she just said can be verified by those present, I will arrest her on charges of suspected murder, child abduction, and threatening lives, and take her back to the station."
Guo Tong closed her eyes, surprisingly without the wailing...
She was blankly handcuffed by Bai Sidong...
"As for Vice Minister Yin, it would be better to wait for the disciplinary committee to issue an order before we cooperate with the investigation. What do you two think?"
Yin Shaohui took a deep breath and nodded slightly.
"Well then... if there’s nothing else, Officer Bai and I will take Guo Tong back now."
Bai Sidong glanced at Bai Fengmao,
"Dad, why don’t you co back with first?"
Bai Fengmao didn’t co here just for show; he said to Bai Sidong,
"Sidong, you go back first, and have Brother Yin’s driver take ho later."
Bai Sidong didn’t ask further, escorting Guo Tong and the director into the police car.
Now, the living room was mostly filled with Yin Family mbers.
Except, of course, for Bai Fengmao.
"Brother Bai, sorry for making a spectacle of ourselves."
"It’s not the first ti I’ve seen the Yin Family’s spectacles. But this ti, it involves my granddaughter..."
"..."
"I stayed to say a few words in front of the few elders of the Yin Family."
Bai Fengmao stood up,
"This ti, my granddaughter survived a great ordeal, which is a blessing. Now there’s soone digging up old grievances, linking it to my granddaughter’s second pregnancy miscarriage. I, Bai Fengmao, declare here..."
His old eyes fell on Yin Shiqing,
"Whether it’s Guo Tong or Yin Shiqing, anyone linked to harming my granddaughter, even if it ans destroying these old bones, I will crush them to dust! Hmph!"
After speaking, Bai Fengmao shook his Zhongshan sleeve sharply and strode out the main gate of the Yin Family.
"Old Huang, drive Mr. Bai!"
Yin Shaohui quickly said.
Having seen off Bai Fengmao, the atmosphere in the living room remained solemn and tense.
"Do Dad and Mom plan to keep locked in the residence forever? Still going to guard against ?"
Yin Shiqing’s words were not without sarcasm.
Yin Shaohui truly regretted at that mont, regretting his soft heartedness in taking in this child back then...
All these years, even knowing his ambition, even knowing his coveting of the Family Head position, he never truly felt this sense of regret.
Facing Yin Shiqing’s sarcasm, Zhou ngqin didn’t speak; she rely stood up,
"If you have a clear conscience, why need anyone guard against you."
"Look at what you’re saying, Old Lady... Guo Tong has already confessed. Listening to your words, it seems you would rather believe it was all done by , and that I should bear this guilt?"
Zhou ngqin reached out to Yin Shaohui...
Yin Shaohui felt heartache—raising a child for over forty years, and in the end, he’s choking his father...
How could Zhou ngqin not know her husband’s iron hand and gentle heart?
Their sowhat wrinkled hands held each other, supporting one another as their figures slowly moved upstairs...
Just as they walked, Zhou ngqin spoke, not knowing if she was talking to herself or intentionally for soone to hear,
"No one should laugh too happily. The person who knelt in front of the Yin Family’s ancestors and banged her head until it was bloody was Zhu Lan, and Guo Tong laughed so joyfully beside her... Did she ever think there would be this day? At the sa spot, she too has to kneel and bang her head until it’s bloody..."
"When soone cries, there’s always soone who laughs. Those who laugh happily today, rember well not to let themselves beco the next one who cries."
"..."
The Old Lady’s few words were spoken calmly.
At this mont, with the smile indeed lingering on Yin Shiqing’s face, these words seed directed at him.
But...
In the living room, not a single mber of the Yin Family dared to remain unaffected.
When soone cries, there’s always soone who laughs. What about those who laugh happily today, how will they fare tomorrow...
The Old Lady’s words seed like Zen, like an outsider observing from afar.
In truth, the Old Lady’s heart was bleeding...
Raising a son for forty years, and he’s choking his father’s neck—how could she not feel pain?
Never dared to hope for harmony among brothers, yet never thought they would turn against each other like this.
Lives... seed to have all been taken as a joke.
Whose fault is this, really?
————
In London, it was also near dusk, the sky seemingly stained with blood.
Yin Shixiu stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, his hands in the pockets of his suit pants.
He had changed out of the casual plain clothes he wore in the hospital, now in a perfectly tailored suit...
He looked down upon the city of London, his gaze distant, the darkness of his eyes filled with calculations and sches beyond others’ imagination.
Given the situation, how could he not predict what Yin Shiqing would plan?
How would he not know that Guo Tong would beco his scapegoat?
The intentions of his second uncle, the temperant of his third uncle, how his father and mother would act, and how Mr. Bai would support...
He was well aware of all these.
They were all calculating his next move.
But who could have guessed that the one Yin Shixiu would use as an example would not be Guo Tong at all...
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