The madam's voice was as cold as ice, revealing an unquestionable majesty: "Madam Qin, you'd better tell me how you plan to settle this account!"

Sheng Yunrong's body shook slightly, as if she was suffocating from the sudden blow.

With tears in her eyes, she was carefully supported by Xiang Zhu, her voice trembling like a leaf in the wind: "Feng Yun, why are you so unreasonable? Why do you want to take this road of no return?"

Xiang Zhu stared at Sheng Yunrong nervously, fearing that she would faint at any time: "Madam, you must hold on and don't be too sad!"

Sheng Yunrong's heart felt like it was hit by a heavy hammer, and she felt waves of excruciating pain.

Although she knew very well that Qin Fengyun was not the filial son she expected, he even treated her as a stranger.

However, can more than a decade of hard work be written off so easily?

She had wanted to get back every penny the Qin family owed her, but she had never expected that the eldest son, Qin Fengyun, would degenerate to the point of abusing and torturing innocent women!

Hasn't all the careful teaching over the past twelve years awakened the slightest bit of his conscience?

Or was she wrong from the beginning?

"Madam!" Xiang Zhu looked at Sheng Yunrong's deep grief, and his heart couldn't help but surge with ripples of sympathy.

[If she had known what would happen today, she should have told the Madam earlier that Master Qin and his mistress Ling Meng had been secretly colluding nine years ago! ]

She secretly regretted that if the truth had been revealed earlier, perhaps Sheng Yunrong would not have suffered such a heavy blow.

Sheng Yunrong's breathing was heavy and painful, as if every breath she took brought endless torment.

That was nine years ago?

The moment when she was pregnant with Qin Huaiyu?

Bitter laughter echoed in the air...

Sheng Yunrong's face was as pale as paper, losing color again and again.

Nine years ago, she naively thought that her husband Qin Wenyuan was just busy with government affairs, but she never expected that he would actually indulge in Ling Meng's tenderness every night!

"Mother! Save me, mother!" Qin Fengyun's eyes were bloodshot and he shouted for help at the top of his lungs. He stumbled out of the crowd, his body covered with signs of violence.

"Mother, save me! They, they are actually going to send me to the authorities!" Qin Fengyun grabbed Sheng Yunrong's skirt tightly and hugged her legs tightly.

Behind him, the rude thugs pushed through the crowded crowd and walked to the side of the brothel owner.

The madam said coldly, "My Lord, you brutally tortured two girls under my command to death. I just wanted to report to the police and seek justice. Why did you react so violently?"

“No!” Qin Fengyun raised his head in horror, his fingers tightly pinching the tender flesh on Sheng Yunrong’s legs, considering her as his last hope, “Mother, you must not report to the police! Otherwise, my future will be ruined!”

Sheng Yunrong stared at Qin Fengyun with cold eyes. His exhausted figure, who had stayed up all night and indulged in women, made people feel chilled.

Qin Fengyun's face was filled with an indescribable morbid beauty. His beautiful, fair, handsome and elegant face revealed an unsettling neurotic aura.

His eyes, like blood-red rubies, revealed a frenzy and morbid evil, and even in the depths of darkness, they flickered with an irrepressible light of excitement.

This son has already reached the edge of the cliff.

"Sheng Yunrong!" Old Madam Qin's cheeks flushed with anger. She staggered closer, leaning on a cane that had not been used for a long time.

Sheng Yunrong just took a quick glance.

Before she became Qin Wenyuan's wife, Madam Qin needed a cane to walk freely.

However, Sheng Yunrong massaged her legs day and night and soaked her in medicinal water, which finally freed her from the constraints of crutches. Even on windy and rainy days, she no longer felt the stinging pain in her knees.

But now, perhaps due to the series of accidents that have occurred in recent days, her body has become weak again, and she has to rely on crutches again.

"Your son has suffered a great injustice, and you just stand by and watch?!" Old Madam Qin felt extremely distressed for her grandson.

Sheng Yunrong lowered her head and just happened to catch the bloody and intense hatred in Qin Fengyun's eyes.

"Mother!" Sheng Yunrong suddenly pulled out her legs, allowing Qin Fengyun to miss and fall heavily to the ground, without any reaction.

"My daughter-in-law has no choice but to do this!" Sheng Yunrong burst into tears, her sobs were enough to shake people's hearts and make them cry. "If my daughter-in-law had any connections, how could she bear to let Feng Yun set foot in that gloomy and terrifying prison! However..."

Sheng Yunrong's voice gradually became lower, almost whispering: "Under the watchful eyes of the public, how dare my daughter-in-law rescue him so easily..."

Madam Qin's heart sank suddenly, and an ominous premonition arose.

She raised her eyes and looked around carefully.

The onlookers around were filled with righteous indignation, staring at Qin Fengyun with their eyes wide open.

Madam Qin was suddenly panic-stricken and knew that the situation was not good.

Although Mrs. Qin came from a peasant family, she was born with keen insight.

Old Madam Qin's breathing became rapid and heavy.

"Mother, grandmother, please save me..." Qin Fengyun didn't have the mind to care about these things. He just wanted to get home as soon as possible, take a good bath, and then have a good sleep.

After they managed to rescue him, he would rest and recuperate before torturing that talkative, bad-intentioned madam to the point where she would rather die than live!

“Feng Yun…” Old Madam Qin finally spoke, with a hint of helplessness and sadness in her voice, “You… just go to that prison and suffer for a few days…”

"What?!" Qin Fengyun was extremely shocked.

This is impossible! This can't possibly be true! His heart was filled with disbelief and shock.

His grandmother had always taken such good care of him that she was reluctant to let him do even the most insignificant housework, let alone send him to that cold prison!

But where exactly did things go wrong?

Suddenly, Qin Fengyun had an idea in his mind. He raised his head abruptly and locked his eyes with Sheng Yunrong: "It's you!"

Xiang Zhu immediately stood in front of Sheng Yunrong, his heart beating like a drum and so nervous that it almost jumped out of his chest.

Why...why does the eldest young master's eyes look so terrifying!

"What a relief!" The madam clapped her hands in satisfaction. "Take him away!"

Two rude thugs, one on each side, held Qin Fengyun tightly and dragged him towards the government office without mercy.

"Xiang Zhu, go monitor the Deng Family Money Shop immediately." Sheng Yunrong whispered softly in Xiang Zhu's ear, "If it is possible to stop them from continuing to lend money, you must find a way to stop it. If you can't do that, you must also pay close attention to the specific flow of their silver bills."

"Yes, sir..." Xiang Zhu clenched his fingers nervously and blended into the crowd silently like a ghost.

On top of the execution hall.

The nearly fifty-year-old Minister of Justice Chao Xinjie was still sleeping, but was hastily awakened by his deputy and had to try the case immediately.

Seeing the huge crowd outside, Chao Xinjie finally realized that something was unusual.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead nervously and asked his deputy in a low voice: "What is going on? Why are so many people gathered here?"

The deputy was also extremely anxious, with a look of helplessness and worry on his face.