“Right! Indeed, wouldn’t it be incredibly stupid of you to do that!” Reminded of this, Shen Qianhe stroked his chin and pondered.

"But then why did you plead for Gong Er!" Shen Qianhe suddenly slammed his fist on the table and roared.

Jiang Ling was startled by Shen Qianhe. She couldn't understand where Shen Congxin had inherited her intelligence and quick wit. It definitely couldn't be Shen Qianhe in front of her. Jiang Ling rubbed her aching temples and walked to Shen Qianhe's side, saying, "Mr. Shen, think about it yourself. If you throw Gong Er down now, there will be no way to prove anything. Of course, the mastermind behind this would prefer to die without any evidence!"

Jiang Ling's words gradually calmed Shen Qianhe down. He glanced at Gong Er, who was slumped on the ground, and impatiently waved to the others, saying, "Take them away, and make sure they don't escape! Otherwise, I'll throw you all down there!"

"Yes!" Several servants helped Gong Er away from Shen Qianhe's room.

At this moment, only Shen Qianhe, Jiang Ling, and Jiang Yaojie remained in the room.

Shen Qianhe sighed and looked at Jiang Ling, saying, "Can you return my daughter's jade pendant to me?"

Jiang Ling nodded and handed the jade pendant that Shen Congxin had been carrying to Shen Qianhe. Shen Qianhe stroked the jade pendant in his hand, sighed, and asked, "What exactly happened?"

Jiang Ling blurted out everything, and Shen Qianhe's face grew darker and darker until it was so gloomy it looked like it could be wrung out of water!

"Young lady, thank you for saving my daughter. I haven't had a chance to ask your name yet!" Shen Qianhe said, cupping her hands in a respectful gesture.