"Do you know why your father went to jail? I personally sent him there," Ye Zhou said calmly.

The girl's unnatural smile froze on her face, and her pupils dilated.

"What did you say?"

“I found the evidence and provided the materials. If it weren’t for those things, and if your father had done it flawlessly, he could have gotten away with it. Now, he might not be out of prison until he’s seventy, or he might die of old age in prison.”

"Why did you do this?" the girl asked in shock, her hands trembling.

"For justice and peace," Ye Zhou replied succinctly.

The tray was smashed, and the fragrant steak was covered in dust. Jiang Jiayan fled under Ye Zhou's indifferent gaze, and chaotic footsteps echoed down the stairs.

Ye Zhou lay on the floor with his arms under his head.

He's not very hungry yet, which means it's not dinner time yet.

It is estimated that the current time is no later than 6 p.m.

The ground was a bit shady, which was quite comfortable.

Ye Zhou closed his eyes, intending to take a nap first.

I don't know how long I slept...

The sound of high heels clicking away reached my ears.

Ye Zhou turned his head to look.

For a moment I thought it was Jiang Jiayan who had returned.

Upon closer inspection, oh, the capacities are different.

It was her mother, Chen Man.

She was dressed more conservatively, her hair was now long and straight black, and she wore a black top and a black long skirt, a stark contrast to the smoky-haired woman I had seen before.

Ye Zhou closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

He suddenly suspected that the mother and daughter were in cahoots to torment him.

"Wake up, I took what you wanted."

Ye Zhou opened his eyes, and in Shen Man's hand was the red rope with the character "和" (harmony) written on it.

How did you know this was mine?

“She came back in the middle of the night and put this thing away like a treasure. I knew then that it wasn’t that simple.”

Ye Zhou reached out and easily took the long-lost red string.

With a mature voice that carried an innate allure, Shen Man said, "Did you notice the red marks on her wrist?"

“I noticed she has mental problems,” Ye Zhou said.

“It was only when her father was charged with a crime that I realized I still had some maternal love. I always thought my nerves had gone numb and died when I was sixteen. Meeting Jiang Zhongtian, that handsome man, was the nightmare of my life. Can you believe I'm only thirty-five years old now?”

"..." Ye Zhou didn't say anything, because he himself had also had nightmares, but they were over. He had no right to question other people's depravity, because he himself had also fallen into depravity.

"Jiang Jiayan also has some crazy traits, I don't know if it comes from her father or from me. Confiscating her passport was to protect her, to let this little princess live forever in her carefree castle, but she actually cut her wrist."

The only reason I could think of for her to want to come back was you.

"So what are you doing here? Are you trying to persuade me to be with her?"

Shen Man stretched out his gloved hand, grabbed the iron ring, and inserted the key into the keyhole with his other hand.

Ye Zhou's left hand was freed.

"I'm here to let you go back."

As Shen Man spoke, he continued to untie the remaining chains.

Ye Zhou found it unbelievable.

Why?

"I'm letting you out, please don't call the police, okay? I know you could have escaped even if I hadn't come today. I just don't want to make a big deal out of it."

"So it was all for her after all." Ye Zhou smiled knowingly.

In fact, Ye Zhou's phone was equipped with a voice recognition AI alarm module that didn't exist at that time. As long as he said the word "alarm," the phone's AI would automatically make a call and inform the police of the address and the person involved. But he didn't do that.

“The Clinton Business School was the best school I could choose for her. Her major was naturally her own choice. She recently learned some things and became emotionally unstable, so I came back to China with her to take care of her. Right now, she knows almost nothing and doesn't even have basic survival skills.”

The last chain was opened.

Ye Zhou got up and stretched his limbs.

"What major did she choose?" Ye Zhou asked casually.

"Journalism and Communication Studies".

"fine."

Shen Man took out her phone: "She's sleeping upstairs right now. Here's your phone. You can leave now."

Ye Zhou nodded. "Here's some advice: she probably took the wrong medicine. It's best to find her a reliable doctor."

...

What a magical day.

Ye Zhou got out of the taxi at the school gate, still feeling lingering fear.

When I turned on my phone, there were more than fifty missed calls, all from An Youhe.

Ye Zhou made the call.

The bell kept ringing.

A figure swooped down in the darkness, nearly knocking Ye Zhou over.

Ye Zhou touched the soft head on his chest.

"Were you waiting outside the whole time?"

An Youhe hugged Ye Zhou tightly around the waist, wishing she could hang on him.

"Waaah." She tried to cry as quietly as possible.

Ye Zhou wanted to explain why he hadn't answered the phone, but he was afraid An Youhe would worry. He couldn't think of a reason for a moment, so he just ruffled the girl's hair.

"I just went out to run some errands, and my phone died, so I forgot the time."

"I've already called the police, but I still can't find you." The girl looked up, her face covered in tears, crying terribly.

Ye Zhou took out a piece of paper from his pocket and, by the dim light of the street lamp at the school gate, wiped the girl's tears.

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