Captain Lu was aloof again today.

Hua Rongchang deliberately kept his eyes tightly closed, not allowing any emotion to leak out.

Wei Qingsong didn't care; her conclusion was based on common sense.

According to Dean Xue, Hua Wanjun's illness was already very serious when it was discovered.

In other words, her psychological problems had already begun before she was ten years old, and Hua Rongchang committed violent crimes against Sheng Chengcheng when she was three or four years old. During the six or seven years in between, Hua Rongchang never paid attention to her mental health.

After she fell ill, she developed a strong aversion to the Hua family, making it even more difficult for Hua Rongchang to communicate with her.

In Hua Wanjun's 29 years of life so far, her father, Hua Rongchang, has been absent for at least 25 years.

Hua Rongchang just said that many things cannot achieve the desired result even if you try your best.

This is not only a warning to them, but also a bitter pill he is personally tasting.

Wei Qingsong stared intently at him: "The suicide rate among bipolar patients has remained high for many years, especially among severe cases. As you can see, they are more sensitive and their emotions fluctuate more easily than ordinary people, so it is difficult to cure the disease completely and it is extremely easy to relapse."

"As far as I know, Wanjun's illness stems from her family of origin. To put it more bluntly, all the misfortunes she has suffered are because of you. And that's why you haven't been able to do much for her all these years. You thought that putting her in a sanatorium, not appearing in front of her, and not provoking her was the best arrangement for her. Little did you know that all your actions were just ineffective self-pity."

“I think the most important reason you made this decision is because you believe that as long as you disappear completely, her illness will gradually heal.”

Wei Qingsong paused for a moment, his sharp gaze falling on Hua Rongchang's face. Although his eyes were closed, his eyelids were trembling slightly.

There was silence, but she already had her answer.

Wei Qingsong withdrew his gaze and continued, "But you are wrong. Doing this will not do Wanjun any good at her illness. On the contrary, if she finds out about this, her condition will worsen and her emotions will become more extreme."

"Whether it's Wan Jun's illness or Hua Hengchen's sentencing, there's still room for maneuver. Hua Rongchang, you've ruined not only Wan Jun, but also Hua Hengchen. They're both still young. Are you going to destroy them completely because of your momentary lapse of judgment?"

Hua Rongchang seemed to have been hit where it hurt, and he slammed his fist on the table, his eyes wide with anger: "Shut up! What's the point of all this nonsense? What do you, an outsider, know!"

He was so emotional that his blood rushed to his head and his face turned bright red.

Wei Qingsong stepped back, avoiding his spittle, her emotions unaffected by his sudden outburst.

Lu Jingming raised his eyes and coldly swept his gaze over: "Sit down."

A single, imposing glance jolted Hua Rongchang awake. He took a deep breath and awkwardly sat back down.

He ruffled his hair in frustration, muttering under his breath, "You all don't understand anything!"

Wei Qingsong said calmly, "If I'm wrong, why are you so anxious? You're still afraid, aren't you? Because you don't understand Wanjun and her illness, you're filled with fear. No one can predict the future, and you can't be sure whether your choice will benefit Wanjun or push her to her death."

"To you, Wan Jun and Hua Hengchen are different."

“At first I thought you just spoiled Hua Hengchen, but now I think you were more perfunctory and indifferent to him. Because of the lack of proper education, Hua Hengchen has become the way he is today. He can’t distinguish right from wrong and only knows how to blindly rely on you, obey you, and worship you. You gave him a comfortable life and absolute freedom, but you never restrained or guided his behavior.”

"Let me think. You feel this way because he was born amidst lies and deception, and you can't face this child. Plus, Sheng Chengcheng passed away after giving birth to him, making your feelings for him even more complicated."

"But Wan Jun is different. She was born out of anticipation. You and this mother and daughter spent three very happy years together, even though you cheated and stole those three years. So you can watch Hua Hengchen recklessly go to this point, but you can't accept that Wan Jun is living a miserable life."

Hua Rongchang suddenly chuckled softly: "You're not saying all this out of pity for me, are you?"

He asked the question instinctively, but did not deny it.

“Of course not.” Wei Qingsong’s eyes were indifferent. “You may have had genuine feelings for Sheng Chengcheng, but for someone like you, no amount of human affection can compare to self-interest.”

"In the twenty-six years since you left Baimu Village, when you occasionally think of her, are you reminiscing about the past, or worrying that your deeds will be exposed? Or are you relieved that you escaped legal punishment and hoping that her wrongful death will never be discovered?"

Hua Rongchang couldn't answer.

But if he truly had any feelings left, how could he have allowed Sheng Chengcheng to be buried in the wilderness, ignoring her for over twenty years as if she had never existed?

The poor woman was deceived and blinded by lies in the name of love. She paid the price with her life, but that wasn't enough. Her two children, who were her own flesh and blood, were also not treated well.

Wei Qingsong continued, "Hua Hengchen is indeed a scumbag, but he wasn't born a scumbag. If he had been born into a healthy family, received proper guidance, and developed a sound personality, how could he have ended up like this? His fate is all your doing."

Hua Rongchang and Hua Hengchen are not worthy of sympathy, but Sheng Chengcheng and Hua Wanjun are indeed innocent and have suffered immense pain.

Hua Hengchen is now 26 years old. His case is not as serious as Hua Rongchang's, and he is an accomplice. He will most likely be sentenced to more than ten years in prison.

Whether he will repent and change his ways, Wei Qingsong has no idea.

But looking back, Hua Rongchang was only twenty-seven years old when his lies were exposed. If he had been willing to stop and repent, everything would have been different.

"Back then, Sheng Chengcheng was willing to let you off the hook for Wanjun's sake and not expose you to the police. She gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it. Sheng Chengcheng is simple and gentle. She would be a good mother. Wanjun would be a hundred times happier if she left Baimu Village with her. You created her hell with your own hands, and it's time for you to end it with your own hands."

Wei Qingsong stared at him calmly and said in a deep voice, word by word, "There is an old saying that a heart disease can only be cured by a heart remedy, and there is another old saying that the one who tied the knot must untie it. Hua Rongchang, it is time for you to repay what you owe Sheng Chengcheng and Hua Wanjun."

Hua Rongchang was silent for a moment, then shook his head and smiled bitterly: "If only it were as simple as you say. I've tried to communicate with Wanjun, but even with the combined intervention of medication and psychological counseling, she is extremely resistant and refuses to see me. There's just no way to get her to cooperate..."

Wei Qingsong corrected him seriously, "It's not that there's no way, but that you haven't figured out the crux of her problem at all and have used the wrong method, which is why you're pushing her further and further away."

Hua Rongchang's expression shifted, and he raised his head slightly, still somewhat doubtful: "You have a way?"