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Chapter 229 - Chapter 229 Chapter 229 The Death of Shen Molin (Part 2)

Chapter 229: Chapter 229 The Death of Shen Molin (Part 2) Chapter 229: Chapter 229 The Death of Shen Molin (Part 2) Liu Xiongcheng, who was sitting nearby, suddenly stood up.

His voice trembled as he spoke, “I just remembered I have some matters to take care of, I’ll take my leave first.”

He thought Lu Xining would stop him. To his surprise, she did neither; she didn’t move nor speak, leaving even Liu Shiran astounded.

Just when Liu Xiongcheng thought he had successfully escaped the interrogation in the room and pushed the door open, he met the gaze of the man opposite him.

Fu Junhang, leaning against the wall, played lazily with a knife in his hand. On hearing the noise, he looked up, and the scar on his face sent shivers down one’s spine.

A dozen men in black suits stood on both sides of the door.

On the floor kneeled two bodyguards assigned by Qin Luyao for Zhang Shengnan, battered and bruised, their arms twisted at unnatural angles.

A woman’s indifferent voice came from behind, “Did I say you could go?”

The next second!

The small knife in Fu Junhang’s hand whisked past Liu Xiongcheng’s ears at lightning speed, plunging forcefully into the cabinet door behind him.

Half of Liu Xiongcheng’s ear was sliced off in the process.

“Ah!”

The pain hit him delayed, and by the time Liu Xiongcheng saw the half-ear that had fallen to the ground, he was so terrified that he knelt down immediately, an unpleasant liquid spreading, leaving a repulsive trail on the carpet.

Lu Family’s bodyguards quickly bound Liu Xiongcheng and threw him in the corner.

The severed half of his ear was stuffed into Liu Xiongcheng’s mouth; before he could spit it out, a rough towel fetched from the bathroom was used to gag him fiercely.

The taste of blood spread in his mouth, and as his ear continued bleeding, Liu Shiran, witnessing the scene, was utterly dumbfounded.

Lu Xining took out the hard drive from before and placed it on the table.

“This is a video copied from your father’s computer. Journalist Liu, you probably know better than I what’s inside.”

As she spoke, she deliberately glanced at Mr. Shen’s position.

Lu Xining’s meaning was clear.

If she was still unwilling to tell the truth, they would have to play the content of the hard drive.

Time ticked away, second by second.

As Lu Xining connected the hard drive to the computer, Liu Shiran suddenly exclaimed, rushing forward, “Don’t–”

“Don’t play it! I didn’t mean it, it was an accident!”

“It was Moli’s birthday that day. Her parents had to return to their hometown for some urgent matters, and I was afraid she would feel lonely. So, I specifically invited her to celebrate her birthday at my house, and I had even prepared a beautiful birthday present for her.”

Her voice was frantic and her eyes showed terror.

As she spoke, she kept nodding, as if by doing so she could confirm the truth within her words.

Liu Shiran closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

“It was him, he was drunk!”

“While I went downstairs to pick up the cake at the neighborhood entrance, he, he violated Moli.”

She opened her red, swollen eyes, her voice choked with sobs.

“Ten minutes! I was only gone for ten minutes. I never expected he would suddenly return and commit such a vile act against Moli.”

Her voice trailed off, and tears lay ready to fall.

Hearing Liu Shiran’s words, Mrs. Shen, already in tears, rushed into Mr. Shen’s arms, “It’s all my fault, all my fault!”

“If I hadn’t insisted on visiting my seriously ill grandmother, and if it hadn’t been for the once-in-a-century torrential rain, we could have made it back in time for Moli’s birthday. She wouldn’t have been bullied; the blame is all mine.”

Mr. Shen sighed, patting her back gently.

“Wife, it’s not your fault, don’t blame yourself. If sins must be borne, let them fall upon me.”

Mrs. Shen looked up, “No! How can I blame you, when clearly…”

“It’s Liu Xiongcheng, this demon!”

She pushed Mr. Shen away and charged towards the hidden Liu Xiongcheng by the door, her feet kicking viciously at his privates.

Bound and unable to move, Liu Xiongcheng could only endure Mrs. Shen’s kicks to his vulnerable parts, the pain crumpling his face.

After kicking Liu Xiongcheng, Mrs. Shen collapsed to the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.

“My Moli… it’s all mom’s fault, I have failed you, in the next life let’s be mother and daughter again!”

Mrs. Shen rushed towards the room’s balcony.

The moment the curtains were drawn, everyone was dazzled by the glaring sunlight outside and turned away from it.

Only Mr. Shen rushed forward and embraced Mrs. Shen tightly.

“Ruoting, it isn’t your fault.”

“You have a heart condition; you can’t let your emotions fluctuate too much.”

If it hadn’t been for her presence, Lu Xining might really have thought that Mrs. Shen was acting in some melodramatic drama about a frail wife in a tortuous romance, begging to be loved once more.

“Enough!”

She directly smashed the water cup on the table to the floor near Mrs. Shen’s feet: “Is it ever going to end? Haven’t you had enough after over a decade?”

The woman was startled, staring at Lu Xining with wide eyes.

“Lady Shen, what are you crying for here with all your fake emotions? Wasn’t all this carefully planned by you?”

As these words came out, not just Mr. and Mrs. Shen, but even Liu Shiran and Zhang Shengnan were stunned, disbelievingly turning their gaze towards Mrs. Shen.

Lu Xining pursed her lips in silence.

Crying so loudly but with just a few tears, did this woman really not realize she was overacting, or did she merely grow old without gaining any wisdom?

“Purchasing high-speed train tickets three days in advance to return to your hometown, deliberately leaving your adopted daughter, who had already finished her exams, at home…”

She locked eyes with Mrs. Shen, speaking coldly, “Isn’t all this a masterpiece by Lady Shen?”

Caught off guard by Lu Xining’s words, Mrs. Shen even forgot to cry and looked at her, bewildered.

“What are you talking about? How could I possibly…”

Almost as if it were a conditioned reflex honed from childhood, the moment someone slandered her, Mrs. Shen’s tears would immediately flow.

In front of others, she always played the role of the victim to perfection.

Mr. Shen was about to speak up for his wife when he was silenced by the next sentence from Lu Xining, his eyes widened in shock.

Lu Xining: “Oh, and you.”

“The reason why Shen Moli encountered all of this, Liu Shiran, Shen Ruoting… in the end, the source is you.”

With one sentence, she shut up three people at once.

Mr. Shen frowned in confusion, “As an adoptive father, I believe I have fulfilled a father’s responsibilities.”

Perhaps because he taught classical literature, Mr. Shen had an air of refined scholarly elegance about him.

Even approaching fifty, his features and demeanor still stood out compared to those men who were pot-bellied by thirty.

Liu Shiran’s back was already covered in cold sweat.

She couldn’t care less about the scoundrel bleeding non-stop at the entrance but instead focused her gaze on Mr. Shen, feeling uneasy inside.

It was unexpected to discover all this.

Initially, Haozi went to Zhang Village to investigate Shen Moli and happened to uncover that Father Zhang and Mrs. Zhang had sold their newborn second daughter.

Later, because of strict crackdowns from authorities,

the traffickers had no choice but to abandon the child and flee.

By sheer coincidence, the child was left at the door of the orphanage in Shen Ruoting’s hometown.

Later on, as Shen Ruoting failed to conceive, not wanting to sadden her, Mr. Shen suggested adopting a child from the orphanage.

The quiet and peaceful Shen Moli was thus adopted by them.

Afterward, because of job relocations, Mr. Shen moved to Jingzhou for work, bringing his wife and daughter with him.

Although Shen Moli was adopted, Mr. Shen genuinely treated her as his own daughter, never neglecting her in any aspect of life, teaching her how to interact with others, and the family lived together in harmony.

In his eyes, there were no differences between his wife and daughter.

Therefore, the words of Lu Xining displeased him greatly, and his look towards her turned cold.

Mr. Shen reminded her, “Young lady, be mindful of what you say.”

“If you continue to slander my wife, I will have no choice but to call the police.”

Be mindful of what I say? Hmph.

Lu Xining looked at him with a meaningful gaze, “Sure, go ahead and report it, but before I get taken in, Lady Shen might have to face the death penalty first!”

Shen Ruoting’s head jerked up suddenly: “!!!”