The Cui family is finished!

This was the first thought that popped into Cui Yu's head.

My heart sank.

Why did Jing Zhe treat them like this?!

Could it be that Xue Ling is not Jing Yang's daughter?

With his mind in complete chaos, Cui Yu panicked.

What should the company do next? Without money, how can he get EN to find Xue Ling and kill Fei Mo and Jing Li?

Cui Yu knew he had to return to China immediately to take charge of the situation.

The Cui family cannot be ruined by him and his father; maintaining stability is the key.

As for Xue Ling, he could only put her aside for now.

Fortunately, he had been saving money for Cui Xueling since she was five years old, intending it to be a dowry for his younger sister. As his power grew, the amount of money also increased.

The account is not registered in anyone's name, so the authorities have no right to freeze it; he can use it at will.

After transferring the money to Nian'en, Cui Yu began making arrangements for his return to China.

Just before he was about to leave, he received a call from Nian'en.

"We've found Cui Xueling's whereabouts."

"Where is she? Bring her to me at once!"

Cui Yu said excitedly.

He knew that his Xue Ling was destined for good fortune...

"I'm sorry, Mr. Cui, please accept my condolences. She died in the recent riots. I'm afraid you'll have to come here in person!"

"Impossible... How could she be dead? What makes you think she's dead..."

His heart sank into an abyss in an instant, and Cui Yu subconsciously retorted.

His Xue Ling won't die, she'll definitely be alright...

His response was Nian'en's silence.

"Take me to see her... I'm at the airport, come pick me up yourself!"

Tears of regret streamed down Cui Yu's cheeks as he made up his mind.

Whether it's true or not, he has to verify it himself.

Ultimately, Cui Yu did not choose to board the plane back to China.

Half an hour later, Nian'en appeared and personally drove him to the scene of the incident.

They went to the place where Cui Xueling was burned to death.

The fire had long been extinguished, but the scene was a complete mess, with charred houses and corpses scattered everywhere.

Nian'en took Cui Yu to the house where Cui Xueling died.

Right at the main gate, there was Cui Xueling's disfigured body, which his men had dug out.

His legs buckled, and Cui Yu knelt before Cui Xueling's corpse.

"No...this isn't real...this isn't Xue Ling..."

He didn't even dare to touch the corpse, shaking his head repeatedly in an attempt to deny it, but a voice in his heart told him that it was his Xue Ling.

"Why...why did this happen...ah..."

With his hands clenched into fists, tears of despair streamed down Cui Yu's face. He kept pounding the ground, but he couldn't vent the grief in his heart.

"Mr. Cui, please accept my condolences..."

Nian'en, standing behind, watched this scene with a cold eye, her lips slightly curled up, her eyes filled with icy coldness, yet she uttered words of concern.

"Who, who did this... I'll kill him, I'll kill him... Waaah... Xue Ling, my Xue Ling... Brother will take you home..."

Cui Yu cried so sadly, so grief-strickenly, so desperately, tears streaming down his face like a burst dam, as he touched Cui Xueling's body with trembling hands.

"Who did it...that's a good question, Mr. Cui..."

With a bloodthirsty smile, Nian'en slowly raised the gun in her hand and pressed it against Cui Yu's forehead.

The cold, hard texture made Cui Yu freeze, and he turned around in disbelief.

"Why?!"

Nian'en wants to kill him!

Could it be...?

The person who killed Xue Ling was him!?