Sheng Ying and Qing Jun went outside. The Ancheng Police Chief and Rong Mo were talking. Sheng Ying walked over.

Ming Sheng didn't know Rong Mo, but she knew the police chief. When she saw Ming Ying walk over, she assumed that Ming Ying had gotten close to the police chief.

"Mingying, I thought you were so capable, but it turns out you've hooked up with the police chief. No wonder so many police officers are at your beck and call. You're truly shameless. Do you even know that the police chief has a family? Is what you're doing appropriate?"

Sheng Ying couldn't help but laugh: "Director An, aren't you going to explain?"

Police Chief An Huai was so frightened that his legs were trembling: "Madam Rong, please don't frighten me. Patriarch Rong, please don't be angry. That Ming Sheng is blind, can't he see that you and Madam Rong are the perfect match!"

Is this stupid woman courting death? She's the wife of the Rong family's heir; how can she be mentioned so casually?

The fire that Rong Mo had just started was extinguished by An Huai, who then pulled Sheng Ying into his arms.

“Since Director An says she’s blind, then let it be a fact. Remember, they will spend the rest of their lives in prison, and no one is allowed to redeem them. Rong Lu, didn’t you hear someone cursing your wife just now? Go and teach her how to speak properly.”

Rong Lu pointed to himself: "Patriarch, are you talking about me?"

He was a grown man, and he wasn't one to be reckless. Besides, he was a Sanda champion; one slap could knock her unconscious. Moreover, he'd never hit a woman before.

Rong Mo nodded.

Qingjun, standing beside him, looked at the timid Rong Lu and uttered two words from her red lips: "Coward."

Qingjun walked over and slapped Mingsheng's face more than a dozen times. After the slaps, Mingsheng's face instantly turned red.

"Both you and your mother were third parties in your marriage. What, you think everyone else is doing well because they're marrying rich men? If you don't want this mouth, then don't have it."

Qingjun picked up the dagger at her waist and was about to cut off her mouth.

Ming Sheng was terrified of being beaten, and now, seeing the knife, he trembled with even greater fear.

"Qingjun, we're girls, let's not be so bloody. Leave the rest to Director An. By the way, Director An, you must pay special attention, her mistress's mother might come to see them."

An Huai nodded respectfully: "Don't worry, as long as she dares to come, I will definitely help you stay."

Sheng Ying nodded in satisfaction: "Director An is indeed intelligent."

Seeing the interaction between Sheng Ying and An Huai, Rong Mo felt a little jealous.

"Why keep them here? Just lock them up."

Sheng Ying pouted and said, "No, Aqi, I want to see what this third party really looks like that makes Mingcheng so concerned."

Rong Mo sighed, "Alright, I'll do whatever Jiao Jiao says."

"Aqi, look at how calm Mingcheng is. Does he have some ulterior motive?"

Rong Mo glanced at Ming Cheng: "Don't worry, he's just thinking that the officials he bribed might try to save him, but he's wrong. Don't worry, no one dares to save him."

Sheng Ying nodded and quietly gave Rong Mo a thumbs up: "Aqi is amazing."

Rong Mo smiled knowingly. Of course, what's wrong with him?

The arrogant Mingcheng was still thinking that he might be able to get out in a few days, little did he know that Rong Mo had already blocked his way.

"Director An, you can take the person with you now," Rong Mo suddenly said.

An Huai nodded: "Yes, Patriarch Rong, please go ahead with your work."

After An Huai led his team away, Rong Mo pulled Sheng Ying into the car.

"Now that we've finished our business, can we go back?"

Sheng Ying stretched and nestled in Rong Mo's arms: "I never imagined Ming Ying had such a background. It's really tragic. It's better than my past life, when I was an orphan and didn't have to think about these things. I wonder why we came here, and what we're here for? Are we here to settle their family feud or something?"

Rong Mo gently patted Sheng Ying: "Jiao Jiao, you don't need to think like that. Just think of it as us being reborn, and being happy and doing whatever we want. Because we don't know if we're still alive in another time and space. So we should live freely and unrestrained here, right?"

Sheng Ying nodded: "Aqi is right. Could it be that the souls of these two bodies went to some other time or space in our world?"

Seeing Sheng Ying's increasingly absurd remarks, Rong Mo quickly stopped her: "If that's the case, there's no basis for it, and I also think it's impossible. Do you think God would want us to switch identities? Is it just for fun?"

Sheng Ying shook her head in distress: "Sigh, I don't know, and I can't figure it out. Let's leave it at that for now and go back."

Rong Mo nodded and instructed Rong Lu to get into the carriage and drive towards the capital.

After everyone had left, the butler closed the door, returned to the villa, gave instructions to the servants, and then went back to his own room.

Although the master of the house has passed away, the lady is still here, so we cannot neglect her.

He had listened carefully to what had just happened, so he knew the ins and outs of the matter and was not saddened by the arrest of the family head and young lady.

The only thing that saddened him was his wife; upon hearing these facts, she would surely be devastated.