Qin Qin silently used her own mother's love for her as a weapon to harm others.

She always kept herself clean, and even if her misdeeds were exposed, she could easily distance herself from the situation.

She knew that Sun Chengfeng must have something on Jiang Yue, so she half-coerced and half-lured Sun Chengfeng into being the villain, thus killing two birds with one stone.

Sun Chengfeng's actions could not be hidden from her father and mother. This way, Jiang Yue could be ruined and her relationship with Sun Chengfeng, whom she was trying so hard to distance herself from, could be dealt with.

And her?

Although she couldn't persuade her father and mother, or her heartless brother.

However, she was able to genuinely receive sympathy from her grandmother. Having such a harmful birth mother, forcing her to go back was tantamount to forcing her to die.

Besides, after all these years of hard work, she should have some influence among her cousins.

Even if you look pitiful and shed tears, you can get them to say a few words on your behalf without you having to ask.

Qin Qin's calculations were going on in her mind, taking almost everyone into account, except for their love for Jiang Yue.

She stayed up all night, waiting from midnight until dawn, but she still didn't see any news headlines.

Until noon the next day, the internet remained calm and did not cause any disturbance.

The curve of Qin Qin's lips gradually faded, and her expression grew colder.

Having seen her daughter speak so gently, Sun Chengfeng couldn't bear her cold treatment of her. She quickly explained, "I really sent it all, including photos of her secretly selling alcohol in the alleys of a bar while wearing her high school uniform, and videos of her being harassed by customers who bought her alcohol. It's such big news, we can't not report it. Qinqin, let's wait a little longer."

"Maybe...maybe they want to choose a day with high viewership to broadcast it."

"How could I possibly let that little bitch Jiang Yue get away with this?!"

Mentioning Jiang Yue, Sun Chengfeng's expression twisted; she truly hated her now.

Jiang Yue's name was actually given to her by a fortune teller from Maoshan. At that time, she was carrying two children and wandering from place to place.

Living a life of hardship and sleeping in the open, they were no better off than beggars.

I never intended to give these two burdens proper names. I originally planned to sell them, but then they suddenly got sick and I couldn't sell them.

She mistook the Taoist priest for a charlatan.

After some mystical calculations, they came up with a name.

They even said it was a name that would bring great wealth and prosperity in the future.

Sun Chengfeng was secretly pleased with herself. The great wealth and honor she had dreamed of had fallen into her hands, and she would never let this golden phoenix return to its nest.

"Qinqin, let's wait and see."

"It will be ready in a little while."

Instead of the news being exposed, Sun Chengfeng was greeted by the police at her door.

When she was put into the police car, she was completely dazed and confused. After she came to her senses, she suddenly struggled violently: "Why are you arresting me?!"

"What law did I break?!"

The emails sent by Sun Chengfeng did indeed reach the inboxes of major news media outlets, but no official body dared to send them out.

Who would openly antagonize the Qin family?

Qin Genzhi was a vengeful man, and his eldest son was no less ruthless than him.

The Qin family just held a banquet and announced it to the public, and they release these embarrassing news stories. Aren't they courting death?

Several media outlets are still companies under Zhou Ji's name.

They remained tight-lipped about the president's wife's scandal and immediately reported it to the authorities.

Zhou Ji swiftly and efficiently had someone find the owner of the anonymous account and sent the information directly to Qin Zhao.

There are some things they should do.

Jiang Yue knew nothing about any of this from beginning to end.

She also spent all her time in the library, researching and reading history books.

Historical records for each dynasty are scarce, and many stories are only briefly mentioned in a few words.

The young emperor and his childhood sweetheart, the empress, featured in the program, are only mentioned a few times in historical records.

When the emperor's concubine died, the emperor actually believed in the art of shifting the universe.

In the years that followed, he seemed to be possessed, desperately pursuing the art of resurrection.

Finally, he fed himself with all his blood within the formation, not seeking resurrection, but only wishing for an afterlife.

However, these are all unofficial historical records, and their authenticity is unknown, so they cannot be considered reliable.

Jiang Yue doesn't really believe in unofficial histories, because the unofficial histories that record the Jiang Kingdom are all of dubious authenticity.

She was said to be Zhou Fuwei's unrequited love, and that Zhou Fuwei regretted it after poisoning her.

She stared at the words, almost unable to recognize them anymore.

Zhou Fuwei will never regret killing her.

Just like back then, if the assassins she sent out could kill Zhou Fuwei as she wished, she would never regret it.

Her relationship with Zhou Fuwei was one of life and death.

She lost, and she accepted that she was simply not as skilled as the other person.

Jiang Yue was getting sleepy while reading. She closed the book, stood on tiptoe, and was about to put it back when someone snatched the yellowed book from her hand.

The man easily helped her put it back on the bookshelf.

Zhou Ji appeared here without her noticing at all.

"Looking at history books again?" The man's voice was clear, calm, and composed. After a slight pause, he said, "I'm very good at history. You can ask me anything you want to know."

Jiang Yue didn't think Zhou Ji could know anything. Would he even read history books? He usually reads financial news the most.

He seemed to have noticed the doubt in her eyes.

Zhou Ji calmly replied, "I've seen many before."

He paused, made a mock "hmm," and continued, "I remember it very clearly."

As Zhou Ji spoke, she glanced at the page of historical figures' biographies that she had just read, her gaze lingering for a moment on the words "Zhou Fuwei".

Jiang Yue felt that there was a deep blackness in his eyes that she could not see through.