"Are you feeling pretty smug right now?"

She turned around and met Yu Ziling's resentful eyes.

"To be able to make you slink away like a stray dog," Yu Guanguan smiled slightly. "It's quite smug."

Yu Ziling was furious. "Let's see how long you can be so smug."

As if remembering something, she became smug again, "You won this time, so what! But you'll never know how your mother died."

Yu Guanguan's expression changed. "What do you know?"

Yu Ziling looked smug. "Want to know? Come with me."

After saying that, he turned and walked out of the villa.

Seeing her proud and self-satisfied figure, Yu Guanguan followed behind her without thinking.

Even if there's a trap ahead, she has to follow and find out what's going on.

She wants to find out the truth behind her mother's mysterious death, to find evidence of Yu Haipeng's extramarital affair and Yao Fangqin's transformation from mistress to wife, and to seek justice for her mother.

Therefore, even if Yu Ziling has ulterior motives, she cannot let this opportunity pass her by.

Yu Guanguan took out her phone and sent a text message to Quan Jingzhou.

Night fell, and the sky was dark and heavy with oppressive clouds.

It was like the eve of a violent storm.

"Where are you taking me?" Yu Guanguan followed Yu Ziling warily, her finger on her phone, ready to dial at any moment.

Yu Ziling looked at her wary expression and smiled contemptuously, "Don't be so nervous, I won't hurt you."

Upon hearing this, Yu Guanguan simply gave her a cold laugh.

It was incredibly ironic that these words came from Yu Ziling's mouth.

"A dog that bites doesn't bark." That's all Yu Guanguan could say.

Yu Ziling's face immediately darkened. She wanted to lash out, but she forced herself to hold back.

"Go in." Yu Ziling opened a door and pushed Yu Guanguan inside.

Upon seeing the figure sitting upright in the room, Yu Guanguan narrowed her starry eyes.

“It’s you.”

"Guanguan's here. Come, have a seat." Yao Fangqin stood up with a smile. "Coffee or tea?"

Yu Guanguan avoided the tea that was brought to her, saying, "No need, just say what you want to say."

She dared not touch anything here; who knew if it had been spiked with something else?

Yao Fangqin froze for a moment, then regained her smile, "Guanguan, we're all family, you don't need to be so wary..."

"Ms. Yao..."

Yu Guanguan spoke coldly, "I'm here to find the truth. What exactly happened at the Yu family villa before my mother passed away? Where is the CCTV footage from that night?"

Three years ago, her mother died mysteriously in her room, and the next day Yao Fangqin took Yu Ziling, her mistress, as her official wife.

Yu Guanguan suspected murder and called the police, but no one responded.

The surveillance footage from the Yu family villa that night has mysteriously disappeared, and all signs indicate that the mother's death is inextricably linked to the mother and daughter.

However, there is no evidence.

Upon hearing this, Yao Fangqin smiled and said, "It's not impossible for you to know the truth. But you have to do something for your aunt."

I knew it wouldn't be that simple.

Yu Guanguan said coldly, "What are you doing?"

"Guan Guan..." Yao Fangqin said, feigning interest as she took her arm, "You're a superstar now, incredibly famous, and many high-ranking officials are very interested in you..."

Before she could finish speaking, Yu Guanguan slapped her hand away and said coldly, "You're dreaming."

"Once you've entered this door, you're no longer in control of your own destiny, whether you're dreaming or not."

As Yao Fangqin spoke, she suddenly took out a handkerchief from her bag and covered Yu Guanguan's mouth and nose.