Chapter 63 She is no longer a member of the Shen family
The female ghost suddenly looked out the window at the thunderclouds, then looked down at Zhou Qiang, who was convulsing on the ground like a lump of mud.
There was no fear in her eyes, but rather a peace and relief of a long-cherished wish fulfilled.
She turned her head slightly, looking towards the direction of Chen Yuepo in the garden outside the window.
On that face, half charred and half still beautiful, a smile was forced out.
The next second, just as the bolt of lightning was about to strike, the soul pearl, which contained all her essence, suddenly appeared at the center of the female ghost's burning soul.
She did not choose to perish completely with this last bit of essence.
With the last ounce of her remaining strength, she forcefully flung the dark blue soul bead toward the direction of Chen Yuepo in the garden.
"Master... this is a gift for you."
A thought, almost drowned out by the thunder, came along with the Soul Pearl: "Consider this... a token of gratitude."
The Soul Pearl transformed into an almost invisible stream of dark blue light, instantly piercing through the window and landing in Shen Yuepo's unconsciously raised palm.
"boom!"
The moment the Soul Pearl left the body, the Netherworld Lightning struck down.
It precisely pierced through the roof of the villa, and also through the location where the female ghost was.
There was no earth-shattering explosion; instead, a blinding white light instantly engulfed the entire bedroom.
The light faded, the dark clouds disappeared as if they had never been there, and the moonlight shone down again.
The bedroom returned to peace.
The room was a mess. Zhou Qiang lay sprawled in a pool of filth, his eyes wide open, pupils dilated, and his body twitching intermittently.
He was drooling; he had completely gone mad.
The soul has also suffered irreversible damage and is not far from complete dissipation.
The traces of the female ghost's existence, along with her last resentment, were completely reduced to nothingness and dust under that bolt of dark lightning.
Shen Yuepo stood in the shadows of the garden, clutching the dark blue soul bead that had just flown in.
She looked down at the Soul Pearl, then looked up at the madman on the second floor of the villa.
The ghost's last words seemed to still echo in the night wind.
...
At this moment, the atmosphere in the study of the main building of the Shen family villa was oppressive.
Chairman Shen sat on a large sofa, a half-burnt cigar between his fingers.
The swirling smoke couldn't dispel the heaviness in his eyes.
Madam Shen sat beside him, her face pale and her eyes slightly red.
Shen Wangchuan leaned against the window, gazing at the deep night outside, his profile taut.
Shen Yichuan paced restlessly in the room, his bruised and swollen face still showing signs of distress, which only added to his anxiety.
Finally, Shen Yichuan abruptly stopped, his voice hoarse, breaking the suffocating silence:
"Dad, Wanxing's death..."
He swallowed hard, his gaze fixed on Chairman Chen, a last glimmer of hope in his eyes, "Was it really Yu Rou who did it?"
Chairman Shen took a deep drag on his cigar, letting the pungent smoke swirl in his lungs before slowly exhaling.
He did not answer Shen Yichuan directly, but said in a heavy voice:
"Wanxing died a very tragic death."
His voice was low and deep, each word like a hammer blow to the hearts of those present, "On the surface, it was the work of a few beasts. But..."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over Madam Chen and Shen Yichuan:
"Those beasts all died one after another shortly after Wanxing's tragic death."
Madam Shen's sobs abruptly stopped, her pupils contracted sharply, and she covered her mouth in disbelief.
"The cause of death was bizarre." Chairman Shen's voice was chilling. "Car accidents, accidental falls, drug overdoses, etc..."
"The timing was too coincidental, the method was clean and efficient, and almost no clues were left behind."
"The Xiao family mobilized all their resources to investigate, but the leads all mysteriously disappeared in the end. The police could only attribute it to coincidence."
Chairman Shen looked at Madam Shen, his eyes filled with pain and guilt:
“Ah Yun, you are not in good health, and you are kind-hearted. You raised Yu Rou yourself, and in your heart, she has always been that kind, weak child who needs to be protected.”
"She is one of your emotional supports. I..."
He sighed heavily. "I can't bear to let you know that your precious daughter might... might have planned such a vicious thing."
“I can’t bear to see you go through this breakdown. I hope that in your eyes, she will always be that wonderful daughter.”
"A beautiful daughter?!"
Madam Shen suddenly stood up, her body swaying violently, her voice shrill:
"So you kept it from me? You watched me fawn over the real culprit who might have killed Wanxing?"
"For her sake, she has repeatedly neglected Yuepo, and she might even use more vicious methods to harm Yuepo?"
"Shen Tingxuan! What do you take me for? A porcelain doll that only needs to live in lies?!"
She was so angry that she was trembling all over. The huge blow made her almost unable to stand, and Shen Wangchuan immediately stepped forward to support her.
Chairman Shen's face turned ashen as he was questioned by Madam Shen. He gripped his cigar tightly, his knuckles turning white, and said in a deep voice:
“It was my fault. I underestimated her ruthlessness and her madness.”
"Then...what was she after?" Madam Shen slumped on the sofa, muttering to herself in a daze.
"Wanxing is also a child I watched grow up..."
A tear fell onto her hand.
"Her mother and I...we were still very close friends..." She suddenly covered her mouth, her shoulders trembling violently, "What am I supposed to do from now on...what am I going to do from now on..."
“Such a good girl, how could Yu Rou…” Madam Shen suddenly retched, her expensive suit crumpled into a ball.
"This is simply..."
She ultimately couldn't bring herself to say it.
The adopted daughter, whom she had doted on since childhood, was capable of doing things more cruel than a demon.
Shen Wangchuan sat down next to Madam Shen, gently patting her trembling back with his well-defined knuckles.
His voice was deep and somewhat hoarse:
"What else could it be for? Besides Jiang Yubai, who else could it be?"
The study fell into a deathly silence, broken only by Madam Shen's suppressed sobs.
Shen Yichuan scratched his head in frustration, no longer defending Shen Yurou.
The revelations made by Shen Yuepo, the terrifying truth revealed in Chairman Shen's words, and Shen Yurou's hasty escape and inability to prove her innocence.
All of this was like countless cold needles, piercing through all the beautiful filters he had of Shen Yurou.
His voice was hoarse, "Then... what do we do now? Should we send someone to look for her?"
"Need not."
Chairman Shen spoke decisively, then stubbed out his cigar in the crystal ashtray with a soft "hiss," as if severing the last thread of connection.
He raised his eyes, his gaze sweeping over Madam Shen and his two sons:
"Out of consideration for the eighteen years of raising her, I can tolerate her hurting outsiders, but—"
His voice suddenly turned cold, "From the moment she attacked Yuepo, she was no longer a member of the Shen family."
Madam Shen covered her face, tears streaming down her face through her fingers.
Shen Yichuan slumped against the bookshelf and closed his eyes.
Since Yuepo returned to this home, it's been like throwing a red-hot iron into a calm pond.
On the surface, it may seem like just a few ripples, but beneath the surface, a dramatic transformation is taking place.
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