Just as Tian Yingjie was enjoying himself, the living room of the Tian family villa was brightly lit. A woman wearing a dark purple silk nightgown looked haggard, propped her cheek on one hand, and sat on the sofa with her eyelids drooping. In the end, she could not resist the deep sleep and fell into a drowsy sleep.

The deep night dissipated like a thin mist, and the warm sunlight, like a sharp sword, pierced the long night sky, awakening the world from its slumber.

The Tian family's nanny came out of the room and immediately saw Ma Wenzhu lying on the sofa, fast asleep. He couldn't help but feel worried and grabbed a blanket to cover her, but was suddenly startled by a shrill scream, which made him shudder and drop the blanket to the ground.

Ma Wenzhu had a nightmare in which her husband was taken to a Miao village by a Miao woman using a curse. She tried to find her husband several times but to no avail. Finally, she found a powerful master who made the woman's soul disappear.

He knew perfectly well that he was capable of doing such a thing. She was proud and domineering by nature and would never allow anyone to touch her things. Her tolerance of Tian Yingjie's philandering nature was already the limit. After all, Tian Yingjie was like that, and his status was comparable to his. He couldn't very well kill him.

This was already the limit; he absolutely could not tolerate anything else.

The Miao woman left behind a son, already four or five years old. Despite his young age, his eyes were filled with resentment and murderous intent, sending chills down one's spine. His original intention was to dispose of him quietly, since the child had no relatives and would be easy to deal with.

But Tian Yingjie, that good-for-nothing, surprisingly stopped it. Although the other party also hated the son born to the woman who controlled him, he was already over thirty years old and didn't have a son. This child was his only son.

The couple had an unprecedented argument, and in the end, he relented and spared the child's life. Unexpectedly, just two years later, the child vanished without a trace, never to be found again.

She was naturally happy to agree. A seven-year-old child alone outside would not survive. Although Tian Yingjie felt a little sorry for him, she didn't say much. After all, she had no feelings for the child and even disliked him.

The days passed quietly, and she was busy with company affairs and her husband's numerous affairs. She had long forgotten about the child she had lost when he was seven, but she never expected that he would reappear twenty years later.

In the days that followed, her family suffered unprecedented retribution, like a small boat adrift at sea in a storm, shattered by the fierce waves. Her husband, children, and herself were all seriously ill, disgraced, and their family destroyed.

The man came for revenge. He was willing to risk everything, even his life, to drag her family down with him. The terror and despair made Ma Wenzhu break out in a cold sweat in her dream, soaking her nightgown.

Watching helplessly as she bled from all seven orifices and died under the torment of the Gu worms, Ma Wenzhu's mind went completely off balance. She screamed and opened her eyes, which were still filled with lingering fear and terror.

"Madam...Madam..." The nanny stammered in fright, unable to even finish her sentence.

Her clothes were soaked with sweat, and Ma Wenzhu looked as if she had just been pulled out of the water. Her lips were pale and her face was as white as paper. The nanny was so frightened by the resentment and fear in his eyes that she quickly looked away and dared not look at him again.

"I..." Ma Wenzhu opened her mouth, only to find that her voice was extremely hoarse, sounding like fingernails scraping against glass, and she couldn't help but cough twice. "I'm fine, you can go back to your work."

With a weak wave of her hand, Ma Wenzhu felt as if all the strength in her body had been drained in an instant. She didn't even dare to recall the scenes in her dream, as if they were all so real.

Having received the order, the nanny fled as if escaping, forgetting even to mention the blanket on the floor, afraid of running into Ma Wenzhu again. She felt that the lady was strangely terrifying today, and being with her was torture.

Ma Wenzhu had no time to pay attention to the nanny; she was just clutching her forehead, her brows furrowed in pain. She slowly straightened up, leaning on the sofa for support, completely exhausted. She could only slowly make her way upstairs, her face pale and grim.

He needed to sort out his thoughts and think about what to do. He wasn't a staunch materialist; on the contrary, due to his family background, he had come into contact with many masters and held these things in great awe. Perhaps ordinary people would think it was just a nightmare, but he would think much more about it, especially since the dream was truly terrifying.

With her thoughts in turmoil, Ma Wenzhu lay weakly on the bed. Shi Wuyou and Shi Yunshen, were these two people really real?

It must be said that Ma Wenzhu's decision-making and execution abilities are quite strong. After waking up, he hurriedly ordered people to investigate Shi Wuyou and her son. Although the two of them did not appear in his current memory, he was a cautious person and could only feel at ease with definite information.

Because of her illness and anxiety, Ma Wenzhu temporarily forgot about Tian Yingjie and lost control over him, which gave Ma Zelan an opportunity.

Shi Wuyou's life and whereabouts were not difficult to trace. He grew up in a Miao village, a simple and clean place. He did indeed spend some time with Tian Yingjie, but Tian Yingjie eventually abandoned him. Everything up to this point was exactly the same as what Ma Wenzhu dreamed about, but what happened afterward was different.

Putting herself in danger has never been Ma Wenzhu's style. Since she already knew there was a risk, she naturally wanted to nip it in the bud, rather than watching it grow and ultimately harm herself and her family.

After careful consideration, Ma Wenzhu decided to eliminate the threat completely, taking advantage of the mother and son before they gained any real power. However, since the mother and son left the Miao village five years ago, no one had known their whereabouts. Ma Wenzhu was at a loss as to how to proceed.

The reason for this was that Wuyou did a good job of keeping secrets, and with Liang Baichuan's help in covering things up, even if Ma Wenzhu had many tricks up her sleeve, she couldn't find out where the mother and son were, and could only worry anxiously.

Before Ma Wenzhu could come up with any other solutions, new troubles arose.

"What did you say?" Ma Wenzhu, dressed in a business suit, was cornered at her doorstep by Tian Yingjie, who rarely came home. Upon hearing what he said, her eyes widened in disbelief, and she gritted her teeth as she spoke fiercely.

“I’m saying, your fourth uncle’s family is related to you by marriage. As relatives, we should at least be on good terms. Why don’t you let your fourth uncle manage the businesses in Qingning City?” The fourth uncle that Tian Yingjie mentioned was Ma Zelan’s biological father.

Ma Zelan's father was an ordinary company employee who was obsessed with currying favor with the powerful and wealthy. He would always try to curry favor with Ma Wenzhu's family during holidays, but he was always turned away. Tian Yingjie had never interfered before, but today he spoke up unusually. Ma Wenzhu was a smart woman and immediately sensed that something was wrong.

"Did they say something to you?" Her sharp phoenix eyes swept back and forth across Tian Yingjie's face, trying to see through what he was thinking.