Chen Qingqing's face was pale, and she looked at the housekeeper tremblingly, "I, I'm not, I'm not Zhou Xue's daughter."
“I’m not lying to you. Go find Zhuang Changyou. He knows my true identity.”
“You can do a DNA test. That previous report was forged by Zhuang Changyou. I can’t…”
"Miss, when facing death, what fool would admit to being a wrongfully murdered ghost?"
The butler's lips curled into a smile. "You don't need to think about dragging your brother down with you when you die. The old man has a terminal illness and urgently needs an organ transplant. Your brother, Zhuang Changyou, is probably lying on the operating table right now. All the usable organs have been removed."
Chen Qingqing felt a chill run down her spine and stared wide-eyed in horror.
What kind of fool would believe that Li Zhongyu, who climbed his way up from the bottom of the entertainment industry, is cunning, ruthless, and has schemed his way up, would care about a bastard child?
Just as the last Soul-Suppressing Needle was about to be driven in, the butler's phone rang.
Chen Qingqing was panting heavily.
Since Zhuang Changyou was disemboweled, they must have had organ matching done.
They will eventually discover that neither he nor Chen Qingqing are Li Zhongyu's children.
Whether Zhuang Changyou lives or dies, at least Chen Qingqing won't be nailed to the coffin in the Li family.
When disaster strikes, everyone flees for their lives; Chen Qingqing no longer cares about Zhuang Changyou's fate.
Moreover, all of this was Zhuang Changyou's own doing; he was the one who wanted to impersonate Li Zhongyu's son.
He deserved to die.
Chen Qingqing, however, was different; she was forced onto this pirate ship.
She did not voluntarily take Fu Yu's place.
All of this should have been borne by Fu Yu!
In an instant, anger, regret, fear... countless emotions flooded into Chen Qingqing's consciousness.
"Yes, sir, I'll send the person over right away."
The housekeeper put down his phone, forcibly dragged Chen Qingqing outside.
At the same time, Li Zhongyu put down the internal phone and picked up his reading glasses to wipe them.
"I never thought that after being smart for most of my life, I would be fooled by two young people."
Haste makes waste.
The man tapped his cigarette lightly twice in the ashtray.
"We're in the same boat."
Li Zhongyu put his reading glasses back on and looked at the chief superintendent sitting across from him at the coffee table.
"Operation Cold Wind? Liang Jiayao? To destroy evidence that could affect your career, your methods are far bolder than mine."
Li Zhongyu smiled without showing his teeth and picked up the photo handed to him by the Chief Superintendent.
The photo was taken secretly by the Chief Superintendent's secretary on the day of the engagement banquet.
In the photo, Fu Yu and Liang Jiayao are hugging each other, looking extremely intimate.
“I told you, that woman has form, but no spirit.”
Li Zhongyu's withered fingers brushed across Fu Yu's face in the photo. "My daughter and son-in-law are really a perfect match."
The Chief Superintendent scoffed, "She's with Liang Jiayao now, she won't be so easy to pry away."
Li Zhongyu smiled faintly, "Then I'll go see her. Women are generally soft-hearted. She won't be unmoved to see her dying father come to her door in person."
The Chief Superintendent seemed to have heard a joke. "I still can't understand why the fearsome Old Master Li would pretend to be deceived and play along with their act?"
"Could it be that Li Zhongyu, who prides himself on being cold and ruthless, also fantasizes about the ordinary life of an elderly person with children?"
Li Zhongyu's face turned cold.
*
When Chen Qingqing woke up again, she found herself tied to a fishing boat, with Zhuang Changyou, covered in blood, beside her.
The Li family's thugs raised their guns and pressed them against Chen Qingqing's temples.
"Take the knife beside you and kill Zhuang Changyou."
It's not uncommon for people of unknown nationality who have been smuggled into Macau to kill each other over disputes over the spoils.
Chen Qingqing gripped the knife tightly, her hands trembling.
Suddenly, police sirens sounded all around, and more than ten port police boats surrounded them.
A police officer disembarked from the lead speedboat, pointing his gun at the thugs threatening Chen Qingqing.
"Put down your gun."
The thug narrowed his eyes and instinctively fired, but he was still a step slower than Lin Zhongxuan.
Without hesitation, Lin Zhongxuan pulled the trigger, shooting the thug in the heart.
At Lin Zhongxuan's command, countless bullets were fired at the thugs.
Is it safe?
Has someone come to rescue her?
Chen Qingqing trembled with excitement, and the next second, her hands were handcuffed by Lin Zhongxuan.
Lin Zhongxuan looked at her angrily, his thin lips parted slightly, "Ms. Chen Qingqing, you have the right to remain silent, but everything you say can be used against you in court."
"No, officer, I'm innocent. I didn't do anything."
"It was all Zhuang Changyou's doing. I knew nothing about it; I'm a victim too!"
No matter how much Chen Qingqing tried to play the victim, Lin Zhongxuan ignored her and put her and the unconscious Zhuang Changyou on a police speedboat.
The perfect life of freedom, happiness, and extravagant indulgence seems like yesterday.
Chen Qingqing curled up into a ball.
She had to admit that she was wrong, terribly wrong.
Li Zhongyu chartered a plane to Hong Kong, but his health was deteriorating and he could not withstand the long journey.
Even so, he still went straight to Fu Yu's favorite dessert shop.
After buying the chocolate lava cake and durian mille-feuille, Fu Yugang turned around and saw the elderly man standing in front of him.
"child."
Like any father who has found his long-lost child, Li Zhongyu took a step toward Fu Yu with red eyes and trembling.
“My child, I have finally found you. Do you know how I have been all these years? I have been hoping every day to reunite with you and your brother.”
"Would you like to come home with Dad? Dad has prepared lots of gifts for you in Macau. Dad is sure you'll like them."
Fu Yu took a step back, her expression remaining indifferent.
"Mr. Li, let's put an end to this charade of filial piety."
"Back then, you forcibly took my mother away, and then you climbed up to the heiress of a casino in Macau. In order to climb the social ladder, you abandoned your wife and the twins in her belly."
"The fortune teller said that you and the casino heiress were incompatible according to your birth charts and that you needed a woman with an extremely yin birth chart to ward off evil spirits and harmonize the relationship. At that moment, you thought of my mother."
"You never loved my mother, nor did you love that pampered casino heiress. From beginning to end, you only loved yourself."
"Family, friendship, and love are all tools for you to climb higher."
"You really disgust me to the core."
Li Zhongyu's expression changed slightly. Fu Yu's look of disgust was very similar to Zhou Xue's ferocious expression before her death, her teeth chattering as she cursed him word by word.
"Li Zhongyu, you will not have a good end."
"The money you earned is dirty, you are dirty, no matter what you do, you are a scumbag who reeks of filth, and one day you will get your retribution."
Li Zhongyu never believed in retribution or justice.
After all, the goddess of victory has always been on his side.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone from a hoodlum in Hong Kong to a casino tycoon in Macau.
Li Zhongyu took a deep breath, touched his brow, and looked up at her. "Ayu, I didn't want this to happen either. You forced Dad to do it."
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