The investigation into Yuhua Group is nearing its end, and Jiao Cheng and Jiao Yuchen are not the only ones living in constant fear.

Many people are involved.

Jiao Cheng knew that his fate was about to be sealed.

The rain pattered down, and dark clouds hung heavy over Qingbei City, refusing to dissipate.

Jiao Yuyin walked leisurely into the Jiao family's old house, holding a large black umbrella all by himself.

The night wind, mixed with rain, blew into the tea room.

The steam from the tea was trapped in the humid air.

Jiao Yuchen sat on the wooden chair for a long time without moving, his eyes bloodshot, as if he had been waiting for a while.

Jiao Yuyin sat opposite Jiao Yuchen, his gaze icy.

Jiao Yuchen suddenly realized that he had seen that look in his eyes many times before.

When his once dejected younger brother, a person detached from the Jiao family, showed such a look, he thought it was indifference to everything.

Reading those eyes again now, it's clearly the disdain of a superior for an inferior.

"I thought you wouldn't come," Jiao Yuchen said bitterly.

"The last time we met."

Jiao Yuyin's calm words startled Jiao Yuchen, making his heart feel as if it were being gripped tightly.

"When did you find out?" Jiao Yuchen asked, barely suppressing his fear, with a vague and ambiguous question.

Jiao Yuyin poured two cups of tea and took a sip.

The silence made Jiao Yuchen's last glimmer of hope teeter on the brink of collapse in the darkness.

"Dare not ask?" Jiao Yuyin said calmly, "You didn't dare to ask when you killed your second sister, did you? And when you killed my mother? That's right, you had even less of a psychological burden."

The answer Jiao Yuchen wanted to know was less about when, and more about what Jiao Yuyin had learned.

This determines whether Jiao Yuyin might let him off the hook.

Jiao Yuchen felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar when he heard Jiao Yuyin's blunt words.

The last glimmer of hope was shattered.

Jiao Yuchen drank the tea that Jiao Yuyin had just poured for him.

The tea was just warm, but as it passed down my esophagus, it was so hot that I shivered.

Jiao Yuyin's sigh was barely audible.

He played the recording, the secret in the greenhouse, which swirled with the moisture.

When Jiao Yuchen heard the end of the recording, he straightened up, but tears still broke through the barrier and fell.

He was not afraid of the outcome of the winner taking all, but he succumbed to the treacherous and scheming "fatherly love".

"The recording...why not hand it over to the police?"

Jiao Yuchen couldn't understand why, when he could easily take revenge on the Jiao family, they still had to endure and scheme so much. What was the point of that?

"The Wen family and the Jiao family... twenty years have passed, it's best if they don't appear together again. There's no need for reincarnation and karma." Jiao Yuyin's voice was very low.

Jiao Yuchen, however, sensed a possible reason in Jiao Yuyin's vague words.

"Jiao Yushen's two children were taken away by Mi Yang, was that your idea?"

Jiao Yuchen asked somewhat anxiously.

A year was enough time for Jiao Yuchen to realize Jiao Yuyin's deep scheming and ruthless side.

However, Jiao Yuyin's revenge only extended to his second-generation siblings.

Even Mi Yang and Jiao Yuwei were able to get away with it.

When Jiao Cheng and Mi Yang remarried, Jiao Yuyin turned the Jiao family upside down.

This rekindled Jiao Yuchen's hope; at least, his daughter had hope too.

Jiao Yuyin looked at Jiao Yuchen intently without saying a word.

“Since you can spare Jiao Yushen’s children, then I…” Jiao Yuchen paused for a moment and said, “The sins of the family should not be visited upon them. My fate and that of Jiao Cheng are sealed. This is what we owe you. My wife and daughters are innocent.”

"condition."

Jiao Yuyin only uttered two words.

Conversations between intelligent people don't need to be too long.

Wang Hui's family still owns property, and it would be difficult for Jiao Yuyin to back down based solely on the phrase "the sins of the family should not be visited upon the relatives."

At the very least, Wang Hui's family business is doomed.

Jiao Yuchen gritted his teeth and finally gave Jiao Yuyin the answer he had been waiting for.

"Jiaocheng... I'm coming. After that, I'll turn myself in."

“I don’t understand. But—” Jiao Yuyin said, “It would be good for Wang Hui to take the child to live abroad.”

Now that things have come to this, the outcome will be decided in just a few words.

The rain intensified.

Raindrops pounded against the window, making a crackling sound, like the sound of a burning soul.

“He’s in the hospital. He had a heart attack this morning, but he was saved. Would you like to see him?” Jiao Yuchen asked.

A long silence.

"No, thank you."

Don't you have any questions for him?

What Jiao Yuyin really wanted to ask was no longer about the Wen Group or his mother.

For a fleeting moment, he wanted to ask Jiao Cheng if he still remembered that snowdrift. But now, he didn't want to know the answer anymore.

That snowdrift from my childhood should remain forever in my memories.

"No."

Jiao Yuyin answered.

He gazed into the darkness, letting the blackness spread through his heart.

The fact that even the closest of relatives were killing each other is the reason for the curse that Jiao Cheng placed on the Jiao family.

That his life was buried by the blood and flesh of his closest relatives was the curse he deserved.