Meanwhile, Han Xueqian was in the detention center, crying to Qian Haiyi who had come to visit her: "I really didn't know Miss Yan was going to kidnap my sister, I just told her we were at a bar... Haiyi, you have to believe me..."

Qian Haiyi sighed: "Xueqian, this is a matter of life and death. Although the dead were all bad people, your sister almost lost her life too. So, it's not something that can be resolved with just 'I believe you'."

Han Xueqian panicked slightly: "I know, I know I was wrong, and I regret it very much."

Qian Haiyi paused for a moment: "Since it's already like this, you should just accept your education. As for what happens next, that's up to the judge..."

"I know I will definitely repent properly."

Qian Haiyi nodded, then got up and walked out.

"Brother Haiyi, between us..."

Qian Haiyi paused for a moment, but left without stopping. He was the successor of the Qian family. He could be willful in ordinary times, but he could not be willful when it came to matters of principle. After all, the Zhao family was behind the Qian family.

"Brother Haiyi..." Han Xueqian called out again, but the only response was the sound of the door closing. She immediately broke down and cried.

After crying, she raised her eyes with a ferocious expression. "Han Binglan, it's all your fault! You ruined me! As long as I live, I will take revenge! I will kill you!"

Nangong Jue and Le Yao had just returned to Longting Villa after dinner when he received a call from He Rong: "What's up?"

"A-Jue, how could you send Mengmeng to prison?" He Rong was clearly anxious. "Withdraw the charges immediately, she..."

“This is beyond my control now,” Nangong Jue said calmly. “Because even if I don’t file a lawsuit, the state will prosecute her.”

"How could that be? So what if two people died? We'll pay compensation, we're not short of money anyway..."

"Heh." Nangong Jue chuckled in exasperation. "Then, Miss He, how much is your life worth?"

"I……"

"Name your price, I'll kill you, then pay compensation to the He family. What do you say?"

"Nangong Jue!" He Rong screamed angrily, "I'm your mother, how could you say that?"

"Then what about the son of the deceased couple?" Nangong Jue's tone also became stern. "Let me tell you, I now have the ability to control my own life. Please tell the Yan family, including your He family, if they dare to mess around, I dare to make them disappear. If you don't believe me, just try..." After saying that, he hung up the phone with a snap, then sat on the sofa, covered his face with his hands, and didn't say anything for a long time.

Aunt Bai looked at Nangong Jue with heartache, but didn't know how to comfort him. She could only send a message to Le Yao: "Young Madam, could you come over?"

Le Yao took a shower as soon as she entered the house. By the time she saw the message, it was already more than ten minutes later. Thinking that Aunt Bai had something to do, she hurriedly put on a long T-shirt that reached her knees, slipped on her slippers, and went next door: "Aunt Bai."

Upon hearing Le Yao's voice, Aunt Bai hurriedly glanced at Nangong Jue, who was still sitting on the sofa: "Young Master, you..." She originally wanted him to open the door, but before she could finish speaking, she saw the man who had been sitting on the sofa stride out. She immediately smiled and thought, "It'll be the young mistress who has to deal with you."