Yan Fei's eyes lit up. He grasped Feng Guang's hand, pulled her into his arms, and held her tightly. "Feng Guang..."
She heard his hoarse voice beside her ear, like a traveler in a parched desert finally receiving a refreshing rain.
Feng Guang raised her hand and wrapped it around his waist.
Even now, she still doesn't have the courage to look at the corpse lying on the ground behind her, but she is very clear about one thing: no matter what, she will not leave Yan Fei.
She kept telling herself that He Ling deserved what she got, so neither she nor Yan Fei should feel guilty. It wouldn't be worth it to create a rift in their relationship because of someone who wasn't even there.
Yan Ce knew that since Feng Guang had made his choice, he couldn't persuade Feng Guang to stand with him. Perhaps he could pretend to be free, but He Ling's corpse on the ground was so glaring that he couldn't... pretend nothing had happened.
“Yan Fei…” Yan Ce’s eyes were deep and unfathomable. “I didn’t expect you to act so decisively.”
"It has nothing to do with me." Yan Fei held Feng Guang, gently stroking the back of her head with one hand. Even when he looked at Yan Ce, he had a rare smile of pleasure on his face. "It's Mother..."
“She’s an old witch,” Feng Guang said, looking up.
Yan Fei chuckled, lightly kissed Feng Guang's lips, and said, "Yes, it's the old witch."
"Yan Fei!" Yan Ce suddenly raised his voice.
Yan Fei raised an eyebrow at Yan Ce, "I haven't said anything yet. The old witch thought that if she died, her daughter would be fine. I couldn't stop her, so she committed suicide. What does her death have to do with me?"
What he said is a joke. When someone commits suicide by cutting their wrists, it takes at least ten minutes for them to bleed to death. If he didn't want He Ling to die, would He Ling still have died?
Yan Fei laughed again, "If you want to find the real culprit who killed the old witch, you should look for Zhou Xiaoqing. After all, the old witch died because of her, and I am completely innocent."
"I killed her..." Zhou Xiaoqing suddenly murmured in anguish. After a long silence, she suddenly broke down emotionally.
Feng Guang heard Zhou Xiaoqing crying, and her heart was suddenly filled with mixed emotions. She bit her lip and said, "Did you tie Zhou Xiaoqing up?"
"The old witch wanted to use me to threaten Feng Guang, so I had no choice but to use Zhou Xiaoqing to threaten the old witch." Yan Fei's tone was utterly innocent. In the end, he was simply choosing to fight back when others were plotting against him.
If He Ling hadn't died, then Feng Guang might be the one in trouble now.
Although it's unethical to use hostages to threaten people, Feng Guang couldn't completely understand why Yan Fei would do such a thing. But ultimately, she still felt conflicted about Zhou Xiaoqing, who had no ill intentions towards her.
It's true that He Ling abandoned Zhou Xiaoqing herself, simply because Zhou Xiaoqing's presence made her feel restricted. Even if she didn't want to admit it, women always tend to think more about their children after becoming mothers, which directly caused He Ling to feel hesitant.
She didn't like being tied down, so she sent Zhou Xiaoqing away.
However, the bond of blood is never so easily severed. Even after Zhou Xiaoqing was gone, He Ling's faint maternal love always prevented her from completely letting go. Therefore, a large sum of money is donated to the orphanage where Zhou Xiaoqing was every year.
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