Late that night, under the silvery moonlight, a strange ritual was taking place in a hidden basement of the Xiao family's residence.
The woman was brought here quietly.
Her eyes were blindfolded, and she could only hear the low chanting and the cold sounds of machinery around her.
Gradually, she felt as if the blood in her body was being drawn by a force, slowly flowing out of her body.
In her delirium, she experienced the same painful feelings that Han Shuzhen had gone through; this girl was brutally murdered.
Her entire human skin was completely peeled off, placed on a clean plate, and sent out.
When the ceremony ended, Xiao Yiqing stepped into the basement.
A faint smell of blood permeated the air, and the woman's fear and despair seemed to linger there as well.
Upon smelling the blood, Xiao Yiqing's blood rushed through her veins, and her heart was filled with excitement.
"Bring this fresh blood into my room!" she said impatiently.
The bright red blood was sent into Xiao Yiqing's room, in preparation for a blood bath for her.
After the blood was drained, I slowly walked to the mirror, wanting to see if I had become more beautiful again.
In the mirror, her skin was as white as jade, and her features were as perfect as if they had been sculpted. In particular, her full breasts and vermilion lips exuded an alluring charm.
Xiao Yiqing looked at herself in the mirror and was very satisfied.
However, a hint of murderous intent flashed in her eyes.
She muttered to herself in the mirror, "What is it about me that I can't compare to Han Shuzhen? Why do you keep going against me?" Her voice was filled with resentment and jealousy.
The next day, the whole of Kyoto was in an uproar.
News reports say that the Xiao family's eldest daughter, who had been missing for many years, has returned.
Online, the posts by Xiao Ran and Xiao Yiqing welcoming Han Shuzhen home are so vivid and touching!
They were all so happy and joyful, as if all the good things in the world had gathered around them.
However, behind this happiness lies a deep conspiracy. Xiao Ran can no longer harm Han Shuzhen, and although Xiao Yiqing outwardly doesn't intend to kill Han Shuzhen, he is filled with thoughts of tormenting her.
She never imagined it would cost Han Shuzhen her life!
After Song Shaojie's outburst yesterday, she developed murderous intent towards Han Shuzhen.
His appearance only strengthened Xiao Yiqing's resolve to torment Han Shuzhen.
He imagined capturing her and devouring her alive, and the malice in his heart grew wildly like weeds.
Several days passed, and Han Shuzhen gradually recovered.
The hospital advised her to have regular check-ups, but she felt that she was fine.
Wu Maoyan was out of danger thanks to Wu Youyou's careful care.
Wu Youyou stayed by his bedside every day, constantly monitoring his physical condition.
Wu Youyou kept what had happened to her older brother a secret from her family until his condition stabilized, at which point she informed Song Lan.
Upon learning the news, Song Lan immediately rushed back to Kyoto Hospital to visit her son.
In the hospital room, Wu Youyou looked at her mother with a puzzled expression. She asked curiously, "Mom, why didn't Dad come to visit my older brother?"
Song Lan paused, her eyes darting away slightly. She explained casually, "Youyou, your dad's company is very busy, he couldn't find the time, so he sent me over first!"
Wu Youyou sensed that her mother was hiding something from her, but she didn't press the matter. She turned to her older brother, smiled, and said, "Brother, I'll go buy you some food. Mom just arrived, you two should have a good chat!" With that, she left the ward.
After Wu Youyou left, Wu Maoyan looked at his mother and asked, "Mom, did you and him have a fight?"
Song Lan's heart skipped a beat. She didn't want her son to worry, but looking into his clear eyes, she knew she couldn't hide it from him anymore.
She took a deep breath and did not answer!
But Wu Maoyan knew that he must have been the reason he had argued with Wu Zhenyuan.
When facing the eldest son of the family, Song Lan could no longer hide her emotions. Her eyes shone with affection as she gazed tenderly at Wu Maoyan.
"Maoyan, as the eldest son in the family, you've always been the most sensible and worry-free child. Are you trying to scare me to death this time?"
Wu Maoyan lowered his eyes, his voice tinged with guilt, "Mom, I'm sorry for making you worry."
Song Lan gently grasped his hand, a relieved smile on her face. "It's good that you're alright, it's good that you're alright. There's an old saying that goes, 'Those who survive a great calamity are sure to have good fortune in the future.'"
However, Wu Maoyan's eyes became deep and complex at this moment. He spoke softly, his tone tinged with self-mockery and indifference, "So, all he cares about is whether I'm still alive, is that it?"
Song Lan's eyes flickered slightly, a trace of gloom passing through them.
She shook her head with a wry smile, "Maoyan, how can you say that? Look, from childhood to adulthood, he has never mistreated you materially, how could he not care about you?"
Wu Maoyan's expression gradually turned cold, and he said indifferently, "Mom, I'm used to it. I'm used to playing the role of an obedient son in front of him, used to playing along with this fake father-son affection. Whether he really cares about me or not, I know better than anyone else."
Looking at her eldest son's increasingly hardened face, Song Lan felt a pang of bitterness in her heart.
She knew that Wu Maoyan was no longer the child she could easily fool when he was young.
He now has his own thoughts and judgments, and is no longer someone she can manipulate at will.
"Sigh..." Song Lan couldn't help but sigh, her heart filled with helplessness and worry.
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