Qin Yu froze, his mind going completely blank.
"Mr. Qin? Mr. Qin! Are you listening?"
Qin Yu suddenly snapped out of his daze, his brows furrowing.
"Excuse me... what was the reason for this prisoner's suicide?"
"This is still under investigation. However, as far as we know, Ning Meng has been in a bad mood since she went to prison and has been scorned by her family. Perhaps that's why she developed suicidal thoughts."
Qin Yu was even more puzzled.
If she was already in a bad mood, why did she choose to commit suicide right when he was about to talk to her?
Is this really a coincidence?
“Mr. Qin,” the other party continued, “for this reason, your prison visit has to be cancelled.”
"Okay, I understand."
Qin Yu hung up the phone in silence.
He was silent for a moment, then instructed his subordinates, "Arrange for Pei Shasha to undergo bone marrow matching immediately! Remember what I said!"
The subordinate immediately nodded and did as instructed.
Meanwhile, Pei Shasha was reclining on a large sheepskin sofa. This place, where even the corners exuded luxury, was the villa that Shao Xiaofei had given her a couple of days ago.
She was humming a song leisurely, concentrating intently on applying red nail polish. The middle-aged man standing behind her looked at her with a worried expression.
"Sasha, let's still..."
“Hey Uncle Zhong,” Pei Shasha interrupted him, “what do you think of this color?”
Uncle Zhong's eyes darkened, and he didn't respond to her words.
He had watched this girl grow up since she was a child.
By chance, Pei Hong rescued him, who was covered in wounds, from the clutches of local thugs in Southeast Asia, and spent a lot of money to hire a doctor for him, saving his life.
So, to repay the debt of saving his life, he followed Pei Hong down this path.
Although his journey wasn't exactly glorious, he was utterly loyal to Pei Hong and had no reservations about her children.
Pei Shasha was protected and raised by him since she was a child.
Pei Shasha, who had never experienced fatherly love, had a special sense of dependence on this man who was both a father and a brother to her.
Only in front of Uncle Zhong could she shed all her pretenses and masks, and not be afraid of becoming a devil.
Because she always felt that Uncle Zhong was her last line of defense in this world. No matter how outrageous she had done before, Uncle Zhong would always indulge her and help her get away with it.
However, from that moment just now, from that dimmed look in her eyes, she felt that something seemed to have changed.
"Uncle Zhong!" Pei Shasha said stubbornly, "Do you think this color looks good or not?"
You look good no matter what.
"Perfunctory!" Pei Shasha sneered, continuing to fiddle with the nail polish in her hand. The nail polish was bright red, like blood, reminiscent of the horrific scene of a witch piercing a person's heart with her long fingernails.
"Sasha, I still have to give you some advice... This is the central city, not Southeast Asia," Uncle Zhong said earnestly. "You need to learn to know when to stop!"
"What am I doing all this for?" Pei Shasha raised an eyebrow. "Isn't it for the business my mother built? I can't just stand by and watch those shops lose all their money!"
"But we've already received the money!"
"Five million isn't enough."
"Sasha!" Uncle Zhong said anxiously, "We only need five million! Take the money and leave quickly, don't even think about getting anything from the Qin family!"
"Shut up!" In a fit of anger, Pei Shasha threw the nail polish bottle against the wall, making a mess on the floor.
"I'm telling you, don't get in my way! I won't just get the Qin family, I'll get much more, and I'll take that person's place in this world!"
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