Chapter 95 Dead, committed suicide out of fear of punishment

The shrill voice echoed in the empty villa, sounding ridiculous and powerless.

Xu Shiming was abandoned by his daughter without hesitation. His last bit of support collapsed and his legs were shaking like sieves.

"You...don't come over here..."

He looked at the coldly shining piece of porcelain in Sang Wan's hand, his voice trembling so much that he couldn't speak, "Don't...don't..."

"Wanwan, after all, we have been father and daughter for more than 20 years."

A sneer appeared at the corner of Sang Wan's lips.

"How dare you mention it for over twenty years?"

She ignored Xu Mingyue who escaped upstairs. He was just a clown.

She had only one goal from the beginning to the end.

Holding a hammer in one hand and a piece of broken porcelain in the other, he approached Xu Shiming step by step.

She casually pressed the heavy hammer on Xu Shiming's head.

The sudden heaviness made Xu Shiming's blood freeze instantly.

He didn't dare to move, as if he couldn't move, and just froze there.

Sang Wan slowly placed the broken porcelain pieces in her other hand on his heart.

The sharp edge of the blade pressed against his skin through the thin shirt.

"Grandpa valued you so much and trusted you so much back then, and this is how you repay him."

Her voice was very soft, as if without any emotion, yet it carried a chilling aura like the abyss of hell.

"You are the person he trusts the most. He treats you as his son, but you want to kill him."

With every word she spoke, the strength in her hands increased.

"hiss--"

The cloth was cut, and the sharp edge of the porcelain shard pierced the skin, causing an instant sharp sting.

Xu Shiming gasped in pain, cold sweat dripping down his forehead.

"Is this how you repay him?"

Sang Wan stared at him intently, as if she wanted to see through him, and questioned him again.

"Use sleeping pills and antidepressants to turn him into a crazy and stupid person."

"Xu Shiming, where is your heart?"

The porcelain piece went in another inch deeper.

Bright red blood began to seep out from the crack, staining his white shirt red.

"I……"

Xu Shiming wanted to defend himself, but he couldn't say anything. He was scared to death.

"Today I will cut you open to see if your heart is truly black!"

There was a flash of madness in Sang Wan's eyes, wanting to destroy everything together with the enemy.

The moment she increased the strength in her hands, a big, warm and dry hand reached out from the side and firmly grasped her wrist holding the porcelain piece.

That hand had distinct joints and undeniable strength.

"Wanwan, calm down."

Lu Tingzhou's voice was deep and powerful, like a magic needle that stabilizes the sea, instantly standing in the center of the chaos.

Sang Wan's whole body stiffened, and she turned back almost instinctively.

Seeing Lu Tingzhou's well-defined face and looking into his eyes filled with worry and heartache, her extremely tense nerves relaxed a little.

But then, even more turbulent grievances and hatred swept over.

"Let me go!"

She struggled hard, trying to shake off his hand.

"I want to see what color his heart is. Grandpa is so good to him, how could he have the heart to do that to him?"

The cold and emotionless voice was tinged with tears, which showed the vulnerability that she would only reveal in front of him.

Lu Tingzhou did not let go, but instead pulled her into his arms. With his other hand, he snatched the big hammer she was holding and threw it to the ground with a dull "clang" sound.

"Are you willing to sacrifice yourself for such a person?"

His voice was quiet, even carrying his characteristic gentleness. "The police will handle his case. If he really did it, he can't get away with it."

"It's him!" Sang Wan's emotions began to get agitated, tears finally rolling down her face uncontrollably. "It couldn't be anyone else but him."

Xu Shiming saw that the porcelain piece in Sang Wan's hand was an inch away from him because of Lu Tingzhou's grip. The desire to survive made him retreat desperately, and finally he fell to the ground with a "thump" in embarrassment.

Lu Tingzhou no longer looked at that waste.

He held Sang Wan in his arms and buried her tear-stained face in his chest.

He patted her trembling back gently, saying soothingly, "Leave it to the police. They will investigate this matter thoroughly."

Lu Tingzhou's voice was so gentle that water could drip from it.

But when his gaze passed over Sang Wan's head and fell on Xu Shiming, who was shaking like a sieve on the ground, a storm even stronger and colder than the one Sang Wan had just seen was brewing in his deep eyes.

It was a hatred that wanted to eat him alive.

…

On the way back.

The air pressure inside the car was terribly low.

Sang Wan curled up beside Lu Tingzhou, as if all her strength had been drained away, and her whole body was limp.

The hysterical outburst just now had exhausted all her strength.

Lu Tingzhou hugged her and called Lin Hao.

"Send Mr. Sang's drug test report and all transfer records between Xu Shiming and Liu Zhiqiang to the Municipal Bureau immediately."

His voice returned to its usual calm and indifferent tone, without a trace of emotion.

After hanging up the phone, the car returned to silence.

Lu Tingzhou leaned over and held her hand tighter.

He didn't say anything, but just held Sang Wan tightly in his arms.

Her hands were still tightly clenched, her nails digging deep into her palms, leaving several crescent-shaped blood marks.

Lu Tingzhou frowned and held her hand.

With an almost pious tenderness, he slowly pried open her curled fingers, one by one.

The bloodstain on his palm pierced his heart.

He put his fingers through hers and clasped them tightly together, allowing her to lean on him more securely.

"Don't worry," he lowered his head, his warm breath spraying on her ear, "I will definitely get to the bottom of this."

"If it's really him, he won't be able to escape the punishment he deserves."

His voice seemed to have magic, gradually soothing the crazy hatred in Sang Wan's heart.

She seemed to have lost all her strength and defenses, and leaned limply against him.

Lu Tingzhou kissed the hair on her head, smelled her scent, and felt a little scared.

If she had been a little later, she would have really hurt Xu Shiming, and the consequences would have been unimaginable.

After the car stopped, Sang Wan did not move.

She hugged Lu Tingzhou's waist and buried her face in his neck. Her voice was as soft as a ball of cotton, with a strong nasal tone.

"Lu Tingzhou, I can't walk anymore."

"Hold me."

Lu Tingzhou's heart softened instantly, and he felt extremely distressed.

One can imagine what kind of mood she was in when she stabbed Xu Shiming with the porcelain shard.

He lowered his head, without moving immediately, but gently rubbed hers with his tall nose.

Then, a gentle and restrained kiss was placed on her slightly cold lips.

Just a taste, with comfort.

"Okay, I'll carry you home."

He opened the car door, bent down, easily picked her up sideways, held her steadily in his arms, and walked home step by step.

In the living room.

Lu Tingzhou held a bowl of warm lean meat porridge, sat on the carpet beside the sofa, and patiently coaxed Sang Wan.

"Be good, eat some."

"How can I have the strength if I don't eat?"

Sang Wan had no appetite. His stomach felt empty, yet also like there was a stone blocking it.

But when she saw the worry in the man's eyes and thought of the baby in her belly, she forced herself to open her mouth.

She needed strength not to fall.

One spoonful, two spoonfuls...

The porridge is fragrant and warm.

But when I put it in my mouth, I couldn't taste anything.

Just after eating half a bowl of rice, Lu Tingzhou's cell phone on the coffee table suddenly vibrated.

The words "Lin Hao" were jumping on the screen.

Lu Tingzhou curved his lips and placed the bowl in Sang Wan's hand, "Eat obediently."

He lowered his eyes and answered the phone, and Lin Hao's anxious voice came over.

"Mr. Lu."

Lu Tingzhou had a premonition that Hu Hao was interested, and said in a deep voice, "Speak."

"I just received news from the police...Liu Zhiqiang..."

Lin Hao's voice paused, as if he was choosing his words, and seemed not to dare to continue.

Lu Tingzhou frowned slightly, "What happened to him?"

"He died in the detention center. He committed suicide out of fear of punishment."

"Bang--"

There was a crisp knocking sound.

The spoon in Sang Wan's hand fell into the bowl.

She froze instantly.

Committed suicide?

Liu Zhiqiang...committed suicide?

The only witness who could directly incriminate Xu Shiming is gone just like that?

What promise did Xu Shiming make to him?

Even if it means he loses his life, I must protect him.

Sang Wan's heart sank bit by bit into the bottomless abyss.

The glimmer of hope that had just ignited was instantly extinguished by a basin of ice water.

She could no longer eat anything.

A bone-chilling chill rose from the soles of his feet and instantly spread to every part of his body.

The hatred that had just been calmed down by Lu Tingzhou now occupied her mind again in a more violent and colder manner.

Good, very good.

Xu Shiming, do you think you can rest easy just because there is no evidence against you?

Sang Wan slowly raised her head, and in those beautiful peach blossom eyes was an intense hatred...

Lu Tingzhou put down his phone, took the bowl from her hand, placed it on the coffee table, and held her in his arms.

"Uncle Liu's death will only make his sins even more serious."

Sang Wan didn't say anything. She was thinking about another thing in her mind. Now that there was no witness, she would just have some fun with him.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Lu Tingzhou patiently comforted her, "I asked Song Ze to help invite the country's top brain experts. They will give Grandpa a comprehensive consultation next Wednesday. Maybe Grandpa will gradually wake up."

After hearing about her grandfather, Sang Wan's emotions gradually calmed down. It would be great if her grandfather could wake up. He would definitely be relieved to see that she had her own lover and baby.

"Lu Tingzhou, thank you."

The person being thanked pursed his lips and smiled, "You're being too polite. Oh, by the way, there's a team building at the company next week. Do you want to go and have some fun and change your mood?"

"When next week?"

Her studio will be ready for next week, but she still has two series of design drafts to review, and since she has to go out next week, she’s afraid she won’t be able to finish them.

Moreover, she has several brand endorsement events at the beginning of next month and has no time to draw the draft.

"Next Friday, just consider it as accompanying me, okay?"

Lu Tingzhou stared at her, and there was only her in his deep eyes.

Sang Wan leaned on his solid chest, listening to his steady and strong heartbeat. The desolate feeling in her heart seemed to show signs of warming up a little.

"Next Friday..."

She murmured softly, calculating the time in her mind.

Meeting his expectant eyes, Sang Wan's peach blossom eyes, which had just been washed by tears, were now clear and firm.

"Yes, yes."

"But it seems that I have to work as hard as you and can't sleep in anymore."

There was a hint of coquettishness in these words that she herself was not aware of.

Lu Tingzhou chuckled softly, and the vibration of his chest passed through the thin fabric and reached her cheeks, making her feel a little numb and tingling.

He liked the way she looked when she had cheered up again.

"Little fox, you don't need to work so hard. Everything that belongs to me is yours, and everything that belongs to you is yours."

He scratched the tip of her small nose.

Sang Wan blinked, "Yeah, it seems like I'm very rich, with so much money that I can never spend it all in this lifetime."

"So you can sleep in as much as you want."

Lu Tingzhou kissed her earlobe lovingly, and seemed to be moving all the way down.

Sang Wan didn't dare to let him be presumptuous out of consideration for the child, and raised her hand to cover his lips.

"Then I will become a useless person in the future."

Sang Wan looked up at him, a hint of worry flashing in her eyes, "But if you leave, I'm afraid I'll have to sleep until ten o'clock again."

Lu Tingzhou raised his eyebrows and understood her implication almost instantly.

The smile in his eyes became even deeper, like melted honey.

"Do you want me to wake you up every morning?"

This was exactly what Sang Wan was waiting for, and he nodded immediately.

Lu Tingzhou looked at her like a little fox who had succeeded, and his heart softened and he found it funny.

He leaned over and whispered in her ear, his warm breath fanning over her sensitive earlobe.

"Actually, there's a better way."