He laughed at himself for hating his own family over a ridiculous misunderstanding, and missing out on so many wonderful times.

"So...it really was me...who killed Jiaojiao..."

Chen Junshan smiled bitterly, his eyes filled with regret and pain.

He slowly knelt down and kowtowed three times heavily in the direction of Jiao Jiao's suicide note.

"Jiaojiao... I'm so sorry... I'm so sorry..."

His voice choked with emotion, and tears blurred his vision.

Seeing Chen Junshan's pained expression, Chen Tiannan felt even more distressed.

He slowly walked to Chen Junshan's side and gently patted him on the shoulder.

"Junshan, my beloved girl... her last wish... is for you to live a good life..."

Chen Tiannan's voice was hoarse and low, carrying a hint of comfort.

"Let it go... live well..."

He knew that nothing he said now could heal the pain in Chen Junshan's heart; he could only hope that Chen Junshan could let go of the past and start anew.

Chen Junshan slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with confusion and emptiness.

He looked at Chen Tiannan, as if he didn't recognize him anymore.

"Live well..."

He muttered to himself, seemingly pondering the meaning of the sentence.

After a long while, Chen Junshan slowly stood up.

His body swayed unsteadily, as if he might collapse at any moment.

He glanced at Qin Yang, then at Chen Tiannan, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

Then he turned around and walked out step by step.

His back view looked so lonely and desolate.

As Chen Junshan reached the door, he suddenly stopped.

He didn't turn around, but simply said, "The Ming family hired me to deal with you..."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

Upon hearing the words "Ming family," Chen Tiannan's face instantly turned grim.

He clenched his fists tightly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"The Ming family..."

He said through gritted teeth, his voice filled with anger and hatred.