News of Leng Yue's death spread once again on social media, and Leng Jian rushed back after receiving a call from the police station.

Leng Yue's case was simple; the murderer was quickly apprehended. However, because the murderer was mentally ill, he was ultimately not sentenced.

That day, Leng Yue went out and happened to be wandering around with a knife during a fit of madness. He discovered Leng Yue as soon as she opened the door and stabbed her several times. Leng Yue didn't even have time to see the assailant's face clearly, nor did she have time to cry for help, before her soul left her body. Therefore, Leng Yue's expression was peaceful in her final moments; although she had been stabbed multiple times, she didn't appear to be in much pain.

On the day of the funeral, students and teachers from Huaying No. 1 Middle School spontaneously came to bid farewell to Leng Yue. Many had red eyes, lamenting the unpredictability of life. No one knows whether tomorrow or an accident will come first!

Among them, the homeroom teacher, Lao Liu, and Wan Jiaxiang cried the most. The two grown men wept uncontrollably, heartbroken. In the end, they were persuaded by their classmates and teachers to leave the funeral home.

Leng Jian stared blankly at Leng Yue in the coffin, still unable to process what had happened. He couldn't quite articulate his feelings for Leng Yue; they were simply complex.

Leng Jian and Leng Yue's mother fell in love when they were young, and back then, neither of them knew how to get along with others. Especially with Leng Jian's mother between them, the three of them would always end up in a mess.

Later, the two separated. At first, Leng Jian felt very relieved. Because from now on, there would be no more conflicts between his mother and daughter-in-law, and he would no longer be caught in the middle.

When Leng Yue's mother chose to take Leng Yue away, Leng Jian didn't object. He felt he wasn't mature enough to take care of a child. Leng Yue's grandmother, on the other hand, disliked her because she was a girl, so she didn't fight for her. Thus, Leng Jian and Leng Yue separated before they even had a chance to get to know each other. Although they never lost contact, they spent very little time together.

Later, after enjoying a comfortable period of single life, Leng Jian started going on blind dates under pressure from his parents. However, he was too picky and didn't find anyone suitable, and it took him several years before he finally met Wang Qing.

Wang Qing was much younger than Leng Jian, and Leng Jian really liked her. Therefore, Leng Jian felt happy in this marriage.

After Leng Yue's mother died, Leng Jian once again took on the responsibility of guardianship. Leng Yue's arrival brought changes to the entire family. They were all uncomfortable with each other and felt a distance between them.

Leng Jian knew he could never be fair to Leng Yue and Leng Xiaoyan. Even between Leng Yue and Wang Qing, he would unhesitatingly side with Wang Qing. Sometimes, Leng Jian even felt that he and Leng Yue weren't father and daughter, but enemies. Therefore, Leng Jian could never accept Leng Yue's arrival.

While Leng Yue was alive, Leng Jian felt they had plenty of time and too many things to fight over. The inheritance left by Leng Yue's mother, in particular, was an unavoidable point of conflict between the father and daughter.

Leng Jian was about to have his second child, and he felt increasingly pressured. So, he thought about Leng Yue's mother's inheritance. Leng Jian originally planned that he wouldn't need much, just a portion to help with household expenses. He thought Leng Yue would understand and would offer to help, but things didn't go as he hoped.

Later, Leng Jian decided to throw away his pride, teach Leng Yue a lesson, and then just take her for himself. With Wang Qing and Leng Xiaoyan encouraging him, Leng Jian acted on impulse and actually did it.

He took Wang Qing and Leng Xiaoyan and fled, leaving Leng Yue no money, hoping to force her to submit. However, what he received was Leng Yue's death; she would never be able to submit.

Looking at Leng Yue, who appeared to be asleep, Leng Jian realized for the first time that this was the true nature of his eldest daughter. Only then did Leng Jian realize that he had always been distant from Leng Yue. He had never truly tried to understand his daughter!

Now, no one can stop Leng Jian from using Leng Yue's mother's inheritance, but he can't feel happy at all. He's profiting off his own daughter's blood! Can he really stomach it?

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"Lord Lengyue, your family has brought you something." A young underworld messenger ran up to Lengyue.

Leng Yue put away her paper and pen, looking at the little underworld messenger with a puzzled expression. "Family? Mine?"

"Yes, yes, it's yours, that's right." The little underworld official scurried around excitedly. "This is only part of it, there's much more to come!"

"What are all these things?" Leng Yue stepped out from behind the desk and looked at the things that the little underworld messenger had brought.

Inside were cell phones, computers, designer handbags, a large amount of money, and a bunch of other miscellaneous items. Leng Yue noticed that her name was indeed written on the items.

"There's more to come: cars, blankets, pillows, and all sorts of daily necessities." The little underworld messenger often went to the human world and was quite familiar with human things.

"Who sent this?" Leng Yue looked at the gifts. It was obvious that the sender was wealthy, or perhaps someone who cared about her a lot. But who in this world would care about her?

“Your family members are right in front of your grave. You can go and see them!” The little underworld official said to Leng Yue as he studied how to arrange the items.

With a flick of her wrist, Leng Yue, holding a pen in her right hand, instantly teleported to the tomb.

"Yueyue, Daddy has prepared many good things for you and burned a lot of money for you. Don't worry about not having enough. If you don't have enough, just send Daddy a dream, and Daddy will send you more!" Leng Jian said, tears streaming down his face.

Leng Yue curled her lip and ruthlessly retorted, "What were you doing when you were alive? Now you're trying to curry favor, don't you think it's too late? Crying, crying, crocodile tears, huh? Happy now, finally no one's fighting you for the inheritance! Hypocritical..."

"Yueyue, your mother's money is gone. Dad has decided not to touch a single penny. Dad has set up a foundation named after you and your mother, called the Yuexi Children's Aid Foundation. How about that? Sounds nice, right?" Leng Jian wiped away his tears and continued burning paper money. "Dad regrets it. I shouldn't have treated you that way. Yueyue, do you hate Dad? Dad hates himself too, he hates himself!"

Hearing this, Leng Yue was at a loss for words. It just goes to show how complex human nature truly is. Even family ties are complex!

After burning the paper money, Leng Jian rambled on for a long time before finally getting up to leave. Leng Yue followed him all the way home.

"You heartless bastard, where have you been? I'm telling you, I'm not done with you! Leng Jian, you son of a bitch, are you brainless? You just throw away that money like that, are you out of your mind?!" As soon as Leng Jian opened the door, Wang Qing threw a large cushion at him.

Leng Jian silently picked up the pillow, patted it a few times, and put it back on the sofa. "Don't get so excited, be careful not to harm the baby."

"You're worried now? Why didn't you think of that before? What will our son eat and drink in the future? Now you don't want it anymore, Leng Yue is gone, you don't want the money anymore, don't you think it's too late?" Wang Qing persisted, "I think you're just crocodile tears. Wouldn't it have been better if you had treated her well when she was alive? Hypocritical!"

"Yes, I'm a hypocrite, I deserve to die!" Leng Jian said, then took his cigarette and went to the balcony.

"Stop right there! I'm asking you, what about the money my brother owes? You said you'd pay it off for him!" Wang Qing yelled. "What are we going to do now? The loan sharks are going to raid our house! Waaah, how did I end up with such a good-for-nothing? My life is so miserable! Waaah..."

Leng Jian glanced back at Wang Qing, then went to the balcony. Leng Xiaoyan, meanwhile, hid in her bedroom, crying and furiously scribbling on her book, repeatedly saying, "Why? Why?"

The once harmonious family of three is now unrecognizable, a complete mess.