“If I grow up under your protection my whole life, then even if I take over the Zhou Group, I won’t be able to protect it.”

"So this time, let me join too!"

"Don't worry, I will never let my hands be stained with the blood of the Su mother and daughter. I will only bring them to justice."

"Moreover, keeping that document in my hands is the best strategy!"

Zhou Yi had never spoken to her in a pleading tone. Aunt Zhou's heart was like a flame being ignited, filled with emotion, trepidation, and heartache.

Zhou Yi used to be so carefree and a sunny young man.

Now, all she saw in Zhou Yi's eyes was a composure and forbearance that didn't belong to his age, as if he had suddenly transformed from a young master into an old man who had experienced half a lifetime of vicissitudes.

Aunt Zhou's nose tingled, and she forced back the tears that were about to fall.

How could she refuse Zhou Yi's desire to support the Zhou family business?

Aunt Zhou nodded silently, then said, her voice choked with emotion, "Then you will carry out this plan to lure the enemy into the trap."

"Remember, never get blood on your hands."

"Also, you can't handle the subsequent cleanup of the company and the press conference. After all, there's still no news about the murderer who secretly killed your parents. The fact that they could hide for so many years without leaving a trace suggests they're not a simple person."

"I'm a little worried..."

Zhou Yi nodded solemnly, stood up, took out the car's recording device, and placed it on the table: "I understand, Auntie, but there's no use worrying about it. It's better to expose it sooner rather than later."

"Only then will we have a chance to find those lurking ghosts!"

Just like this time, if the shareholders hadn't taken the initiative to approach Su Qingjiao...

How did they manage to find out so much information by following the clues?

I am in the open, while the enemy is in the dark; this will only result in heavy casualties for myself.

It would be better to use some strategy to make the enemy expose themselves and have a battle in the open!

Everything was proceeding smoothly. When Zhou Yi returned to the villa, apart from looking at the Su mother and daughter with unusually cold eyes, he didn't do anything special to them.

The actions of the Su mother and daughter are now entirely under Zhou Yi's control.

Su's father would pick up Su Qingjiao from school every day and then take her to various dinner parties and drinking parties. Zhou Yi just watched all of this with a cold eye.

These past few days, Su Qingjiao has tried to talk to Zhou Yi every time, but Zhou Yi is either at the hospital with his grandmother or already asleep.

She returned later and later each time, and had no time to talk to Zhou Yi.

As the owners of the private room left one after another, satisfied, Su Qingjiao hurriedly dressed. She accidentally touched her wound and gasped in pain.

His previously numb gaze instantly turned into hatred and madness.

No!

She can't go on like this!

She'd had enough!

These past few days have felt like she's in hell, surrounded by all sorts of demons and monsters.

She's going to call the police!

Thinking of this, Su Qingjiao picked up the phone without thinking and pressed a 1 on the screen.

When Su's father came in, he saw that Su Qingjiao was on the phone and immediately realized what Su Qingjiao was up to.

He immediately slapped Su Qingjiao across the face.

"You bitch, you want to call the police?"

"Are you crazy?"

Su Qingjiao looked up at her father in despair, tears streaming down her face: "Dad, they are all beasts! They took turns defiling me!"

"Waaaaah, I'm already tainted, so tainted! How am I supposed to get married in the future?!"

Su Qingjiao thought that her father still had a shred of humanity and would care about his daughter.

But she saw indifference on Su's father's face.

Su's father's answer made Su Qingjiao feel as if she had fallen into an abyss.

All I heard Su's father say was, "They've already paid off my debts in advance. You're just lying here with your legs spread open, and you still have so much money. You're lucky. I wouldn't even have that much if I wanted to!"

"Besides, you've already been manipulated by them. Even if you call the police, what good will it do?"

"If you upset them, and they have power and influence, not only will you be taken advantage of, but if they ask you to pay back the money, we'll be at an even greater disadvantage!"

So my father knew all along!

But he didn't care.

All he cares about is money.

He doesn't care about his daughter.

Upon learning the truth, Su Qingjiao trembled with anger, and for the first time, she stared at her father with hatred.

However, this only earned him a furious beating from Su's father: "You dare glare at me? I knew you were just like your mother, you little slut, you still want to rebel against me."

While hitting and cursing, Su's father grabbed Su Qingjiao's head and slammed it against the wall.

Su Qingjiao was so dizzy from the impact that she felt like she was about to be beaten to death by her father.

The fear of death made Su Qingjiao tremble, and the pain and fear made her keep begging her father for mercy.

"Dad, please stop hitting him."

"I won't call the police anymore, sob sob sob, I'll listen to you, I'll listen to you."

Finally, Su's father got tired of hitting her and released Su Qingjiao's head.

Su Qingjiao was like a stranded fish, collapsing weakly onto the carpet, tears mixed with blood flowing down her hair.

It was midnight when Su Qingjiao was finally sent back to the Zhou family villa by her father.

Having escaped her father's clutches, Su Qingjiao finally realized how precious the past was. Without stopping, she ran upstairs and pounded on Zhou Yi's door, wanting to get in and beg for reconciliation.

She really couldn't take it anymore; she couldn't stand this hellish life anymore!

"Knock knock knock!!"

"Zhou Yi, please open the door. I was wrong, I was wrong. I didn't know how to cherish you before. I let you down."

Let's get back together.

"Waaaaah, please open the door, Zhou Yi, I really can't live without you!"

Su Qingjiao knelt down at the door in despair. Seeing that Zhou Yi did not answer, she kept pounding on the door with her palm.

At this moment, all she wanted was to find Zhou Yi for help and return to her former glory of being able to command the wind and rain.

Blood still clung to her forehead, tears and snot streamed down her face, and her delicate makeup was now a mess of streaks, making her look like a ghost from crying.

The other servants in the villa, who had already gone to sleep, were also awakened by Su Qingjiao's heart-wrenching cries. When they went upstairs, they saw Su Qingjiao kneeling at Zhou Yi's door, crying and begging for reconciliation.

"I was startled. Is this really Su Qingjiao? She used to be very conscious of her image. Now, I thought I was seeing a ghost in the middle of the night."

"Serves her right, Zhou Shao used to treat her so well, now she regrets it, but it's too late!"

“Look, there’s blood on her forehead. Something must have happened.”

Seeing Su Qingjiao crying so heartbrokenly, the servants, who had been wide awake, all got up and stood nearby to watch.

At this moment, Su Qingjiao didn't care how many people were watching her cry and beg. All she wanted now was to rely on Zhou Yi to escape her father and that nightmarish life.