Conducting experiments with radioactive materials carries a high risk of infection and subsequent death if one is not careful.

Mei Lu was still so frail, and her mother had been abandoned by a man, which was very pitiful, but Chen Rou's fists were exceptionally hard.

Radioactive materials and human experimentation—no wonder Grandpa Mei called them devils and told them to get lost.

But the old man was a bit unfair; knowing that his woman was a descendant of war criminals, he didn't choose to tell Han Yuzhu.

Han Yuzhu is a chivalrous and generous strong woman. She donates a lot of money to charity every year and can't stand the weak. If you sympathize with the weak, you're inviting trouble into your home.

Mei Lu's drugging was premeditated, most likely inspired by her ailing mother.

Isn't it terrifying? When Han Yuzhu took her in, she was actually thinking about killing Han Yuzhu.

Of course, she wouldn't admit it, and just shook her head frantically. Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and Mei Lu's head twitched, and blood gushed out. It was Nie Rong who had put an ashtray on her head, but she only said, "No, I didn't."

Then she calmly faced Nie Rong: "Ah Zhao is wrong, I didn't. I love my cousin very much. Let me become a nun. As long as it makes Ah Zhao happy, I'll do anything."

Chen Rou was having a bit of a headache because Mei Lu was a suspect that even a powerful memory restoration technique couldn't handle.

No one knew how angry or annoyed Nie Zhao was, or how much his still-healing head ached. He calmly said, "I often watch videos of my mother when she was young. She attended various business banquets and danced gracefully with political and business celebrities. As a special guest presenter for Miss Hong Kong, she was even more beautiful than the Miss Hong Kong winner, and you..."

Blood was gushing from Mei Lu's forehead, but instead of instinctively trying to stop the bleeding, she kept smearing it all over the ground.

With Liang Lisheng's blood spurting out, the entire room was turned into a scene resembling a crime scene.

She shook her head frantically, raising her hands to the sky: "I swear I love my cousin more than anyone else, or may I be struck by lightning!"

Nie Zhao continued, "And you only deserve to stand in the corner and watch everything. But although I had no evidence at the time, I could see that you really loved her. You loved her glory and honor, and you loved replacing her even more."