Ling Zhou was preparing to make a move in the dark. He colluded with a group of unidentified people in an attempt to kidnap Song Jiao to a secret place and imprison her permanently.
However, his plan was like a child's prank, because Song Jiao's whereabouts were like a ghost in the fog, with no trace to be found.
At this moment, Song Jiao was sitting leisurely on her spacious and bright flat sofa, playing with a dagger in her hand, but her eyes were fixed on Ling Zhuncheng's ugly and distorted face on the system screen.
In her eyes, his impotent rage was nothing more than a ridiculous performance. "Haha, it's time to put an end to this cat-and-mouse game." Song Jiao chuckled, a cunning glint in her eyes.
That afternoon, Song Jiao revealed all the hidden truths to the public with lightning speed.
One was detailed evidence of Zhang Ming's bribery, and the other was irrefutable evidence that Ling Mingzhu murdered the original owner's parents. They were like two sharp swords, piercing their hearts directly.
In the police station, the personnel who participated in the case-solving that year were urgently recalled, the dusty files were reopened, and the procedure of filing a case for investigation was started again.
Even if Ling Bearing denies everything, it cannot stop the court's filing process.
Zhang Ming, the first scapegoat to be caught, showed a tough attitude during the interrogation that instantly collapsed when his family was mentioned.
"Don't, don't tell my child!" His voice trembled, his eyes filled with fear and pleading. In the end, like a deflated ball, he confessed all his crimes in detail, just to keep his family safe.
Ling Bearing was not spared either.
When the police broke in, the astonishment and fear on his face formed a funny picture.
The divorce lawsuit is like another battle that continues to unfold on the legal battlefield.
Faced with overwhelming evidence, Ling Zhou initially tried to resist in silence, but when he heard Zhang Ming's trembling confession, all his struggles and resistance stopped instantly.
He sat on the ground helplessly like a tiger with its teeth pulled out, his eyes full of despair and unwillingness.
"I...I give in." He muttered to himself in a low voice, as if he was making a helpless compromise with his fate.
When Lin Suya was finally rescued from that dark dungeon, she had completely collapsed, her eyes were empty and she was mentally ill.
She curled up in the corner, trembling all over, and hid in fear when she saw anyone, as if the whole world was a threat to her.
Her body was covered with scars, bruises and purples interlaced, and each scar silently told of the horrific years of imprisonment. However, no one knew what kind of inhuman torture she had endured.
Song Jiao stood aside, watching all this coldly, with a satisfied sneer on her lips.
She knew very well that it was not enough to just let Lin Suya live, she wanted this woman to remember that painful experience forever.
So, she carefully arranged a dream, a cycle like hell, to ensure that as soon as Lin Suya closed her eyes, she would fall into that endless fear again until the end of her life.
At the same time, Ling Zhou finally broke down in the face of overwhelming evidence and admitted his guilt.
He was handcuffed and taken to a detention center, awaiting the upcoming legal sanctions.
Song Jiao, exhausted and filled with the pleasure of revenge, returned to the villa that once belonged to her and the Ling family.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she entered the door, she was met with Ling's parents kneeling in front of her.
Their faces were covered in tears, their eyes filled with despair and pleading. "Xia Xia, for the sake of your friendship, I beg you to write me a letter of apology!" Ling's mother cried, her voice trembling.
Song Jiao glanced at them coldly, without a trace of warmth in her eyes.
"It seems like you know everything, right?" Her voice was low and dangerous, as if it would explode at any time.
Ling's father's eyes were red, and his voice was choked with sobs: "Yes, we all know. But the Ling family was facing a financial crisis at the time, and Ah Cheng had no choice..."
"I had no choice?" Song Jiao sneered disdainfully. She suddenly stood up and grabbed Ling's father's neck, her eyes flashing with crazy anger. "What about my parents' lives? Are their lives meant to be sacrificed for you? Then I'll kill you now and ask Ling Zhu to forgive me, okay?"
Her fingers gradually tightened, and Ling's father's face turned red in an instant, and his breathing became rapid.
However, at this moment, Song Jiao suddenly loosened her grip, letting Father Ling collapse to the ground. "Want to die? That's too easy for you!" she said coldly, "You will have to pay back everything you owe me one day!"
Ling's mother looked at her in horror, her voice trembling: "What on earth do you want to do?"
Song Jiao smiled slightly, and that smile was full of mystery and danger.
"Just wait and see, you will know soon." After saying that, she turned and left, leaving Ling's parents trembling there.
A week later, the court's divorce decision finally came down.
Ling's Group suffered a heavy blow as a result, and its stock price plummeted. Song Jiao naturally took over all the property and changed the name of the company to Su's Enterprise.
Song Jiao stood in the top-floor office of Ling Group, her eyes swept across all the employees, her voice as cold as the wind: "All those who are related to you, fire them! And those who have dirty hands, don't even think about staying here!" Every word she said was like an icicle, piercing everyone's heart.
Then, her gaze turned to the luxurious villa outside the window, which was built by the Ling family with the Su family's money.
"As for that villa, since it was bought with my family's money, it must be returned to its original owner." Song Jiao's lips curled up in a sneer, and that smile was full of unquestionable determination.
At the gate of the villa, the two elders of the Ling family were crying heart-wrenchingly. They tried to save face by accusing themselves of being "unfilial", but it was in vain.
The surrounding neighbors and passers-by cast cold glances at them. They had long known about the evil deeds committed by this family, and no one was willing to lend a helping hand.
"Go ahead and cry, shout, and see if anyone will pay attention to you!" Song Jiao's voice sounded from the other end of the phone, with a hint of impatience and sarcasm.
She sat in a spacious and bright office, tapping her fingers on the desk, her eyes full of indifference.
The court's ruling was like a sharp blade, awarding all of the Ling family's savings to Song Jiao, which originally belonged to the Su family.
The two elders of the Ling family are now penniless and even eating has become a problem.
They tried to beg Song Jiao for mercy, but only received further humiliation.
"If you don't leave, I'll call the police." Song Jiao's voice rang out at the door of the villa. She looked at the two once high-ranking old men expressionlessly, without a trace of pity in her eyes.
The police arrived soon and tried to persuade the two elders of the Ling family to leave, but they stubbornly refused to leave.
The police shook their heads helplessly and prepared to handcuff them. "No, don't do that! Let's go, let's go!" The two elders of the Ling family trembled with fear and hurriedly left in disgrace.
The lives of the two elders of the Ling family fell into difficulties from then on.
Those whom they had offended began to add insult to injury, making their lives even more difficult.
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