The next morning, numerous police cars arrived at the luxury villa district of Anle City, surrounding one of the villas and attracting the attention of many. The residents of this area were all prominent figures, and naturally, they wouldn't stoop to the level of country bumpkins and join the commotion; though they were itching to get in, they could only remain unmoved.
Young police officer Zhang Jian followed his senior into the villa, listening to the servants' fearful accounts and managing to piece together clues from their incoherent ramblings.
This family was considered quite prominent in Anle City. The male head of the household, Tian Yingjie, was a notorious playboy with a constant stream of scandals, which even busy office workers like them had heard of.
Occasionally, he would see this playboy in entertainment magazines, taking it as a bit of casual amusement. He had been wondering why the entertainment news was missing someone lately, but then he received news of his death.
According to the maid, Tian Yingjie returned home around 7 p.m. yesterday. The couple's relationship has been very good recently. Tian Yingjie is very obedient to his wife, Ma Wenzhu, and has gradually become a good family man. As a maid in the Tian family, she is naturally happy to see this happen.
When Tian Yingjie returned, it was dinnertime. The couple ate a sweet meal together, but it was actually just Tian Yingjie trying to please his wife. Afterwards, he put their daughter, Tian Tian, to sleep and sent her back to her room.
Hearing this, Zhang Jian couldn't help but remark, "There's a saying that goes, 'If men are reliable, pigs can fly.' This notorious playboy has actually become a model husband."
The maid noticed something was wrong when she went to clean the room at 8:30 the next morning. The third floor was the couple's room, and no one went up there except to clean. As soon as she reached the top of the stairs on the third floor, she could smell a faint smell of blood.
As they walked in, the stench of blood grew stronger. When the servant opened the door, all he saw was blood everywhere and two cold corpses lying in a pool of blood.
Zhang Jian had been a police officer for a year or two, and this was the first time he had ever encountered such a bloody scene. When the door opened, a strong smell of blood rushed out, drilling straight into his brain, causing him to gag. The maid beside him couldn't bear it any longer and vomited as well.
The police conducted a methodical on-site investigation. Zhang Jian couldn't help but glance at the two corpses, then looked away, unable to bear looking any longer.
Ma Wenzhu's bathrobe was stained red with blood, carrying a strong ominous aura. His exposed arms and body were covered with knife wounds, most of the blood coming from his body. His eyes were wide open, filled with disbelief, his expression ferocious and terrifying, as if he had died with his eyes wide open in disbelief.
Blood splattered all over Tian Yingjie's body and clothes. His maniacal smile was frozen on his face. The cleaver in his hand was soaked in blood. He had plunged the knife into his abdomen, and the handle of the cleaver was now in Ma Wenzhu's hand.
This must have been a fight between the husband and wife that led to mutual murder. Zhang Jian made this simple conclusion in his mind and then got busy. In less than two days, the matter was resolved. The couple killed each other without any suspicion, and the case was hastily closed, becoming a laughing stock for others.
Those who heard the news felt a chill run down their spines, unable to comprehend what deep-seated hatred or resentment the couple could harbor to treat each other this way.
With the loss of its two masters, the Tian family collapsed, leaving behind a young daughter named Tian Tian. A once-beloved princess became an orphan no one cared about, surrounded by countless relatives waiting to divide up the Tian family's assets. Tian Tian's plight was unimaginable.
In the end, Tian Tian barely managed to retain a portion of the family fortune and was raised by relatives of the Ma family. She could no longer enjoy the halo of a princess and the arrogant life of a rich heiress, nor could she bully and insult others at will. However, at least her parents survived. As for how she would live her life from now on, that was up to her.
After dominating headlines for several days, the incident gradually faded from public view and was buried in obscurity, never to be mentioned again.
Meanwhile, in a small shop in Qingning City, three people were sitting around a television watching the news. Coincidentally, the news was about Bo holding Tian Yingjie's family. Upon seeing the bloody scene, Liang Baichuan immediately covered Shi Yunshen's eyes; such a scene was not suitable for a child to see.
It has to be said that Liang Baichuan is a very suitable father. He gave Shi Yunshen love and the best education. His pursuit of Wuyou was only subtle, but he showed his boyfriend power and possessiveness without making people feel uncomfortable. On the contrary, people enjoyed this feeling.
If it were an ordinary woman, she would have been completely won over by an outstanding man like Liang Baichuan and his palace intrigue long ago. However, Wuyou is indeed a tough nut to crack.
Over the years, the three of them maintained a peaceful and warm family life, but in reality, there was always a barrier between Wuyou and Liang Baichuan. He knew Liang Baichuan's feelings for him without even realizing it, but although he was somewhat aware of it, he couldn't reciprocate.
Liang Baichuan didn't care much about this. He loved Wuyou, and of course, he accepted his personality completely. The longer they spent together, the deeper his love for him grew. He also understood Wuyou's aloof and indifferent nature. In this world, probably only Shi Yunshen and himself could easily stir Wuyou's emotions, and he was already satisfied that Wuyou was the only one in the world who could do that.
Even if it takes a lifetime to pursue it.
When Liang Baichuan looked up again, he saw Wuyou's lips slightly curved upwards, only to vanish in the next second. He glanced at the news, but didn't find anything interesting about such a socially sensitive murder case. When he looked again, Wuyou had returned to her former indifferent and aloof demeanor, as if everything that had happened before was just an illusion.
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