You got your marriage certificate and then abandoned me? I'll feed the richest woman in the wor

Lin Qinghan knelt on the ground, clutching the iron gate railing and crying out, "Chen Yuan, he's my only brother! I beg you, please spare his life!"

The heart-wrenching sobs crashed into the torrential rain, only to be instantly shattered by the deafening thunder.

The cold rain splattered down her pale face.

The hospital gown clung tightly to her thin, bony body, making her shiver from the cold.

My stomach was cramping in waves.

The pain was so intense that she pressed her forehead against the rusty iron railing.

His mud-covered fingers dug into the sheet metal, and bright red blood seeped from the edges of his nails.

Under the black umbrella.

Chen Yuan stood tall and straight, his custom-made suit untouched by a single raindrop.

His gaze passed over Lin Qinghan and landed on Lin Zixuan, who was being trampled into a mud puddle by the eagle.

His eyes were like ice that had been frozen for ten thousand years, devoid of any human warmth.

Lin Zixuan had half his face buried in the mud and water, and he spat out two mouthfuls of blood.

Seeing Chen Yuan standing there without saying a word, he assumed that the other party was as weak and easily bullied as he had been in the past five years.

His confidence instantly returned.

"Chen Yuan! You shameless bastard!"

Lin Zixuan stiffened his neck and struggled desperately under the eagle's military boots.

"So what if I took a few packs of cigarettes from your car? That's a favor!"

"Back in the Lin family, you ate and drank our food, and you were even obligated to pay for my shoes!"

"You dare touch a single hair on my head?"

"Believe it or not, my sister will make sure you can't stay in Jianghai City tomorrow!"

These words were like resounding slaps to Lin Qinghan's face.

She trembled with fear and suddenly turned around, screaming at Lin Zixuan.

"Shut up! Zixuan, shut up now!"

Lin Qinghan turned her head and reached her muddy hands into the gaps in the iron gate railing.

He tried to grab Chen Yuan's trouser leg, but couldn't even touch a corner of his clothes.

"Chen Yuan is immature; he's been spoiled by my parents."

"Consider the car and the money inside a loan; I'll pay you back when I get a job..."

Chen Yuan twirled the umbrella handle, flicking off a ring of fine water droplets.

"Immature?"

He looked down at the disheveled siblings, his voice filled with chilling indifference.

"Three years ago, he stole the 20,000 yuan I had prepared to pay for your hospital fees."

"Take it to a bar, rent a booth, and play the role of a rich young master."

Lin Qinghan's breath hitched.

"A year ago, he secretly pawned the anniversary watch I had saved up to buy you."

"Take the money and buy sports cars for female live streamers online."

Chen Yuan's words, though utterly flat and monotone, scraped at Lin Qinghan's eardrums like knives.

"What did you say back then?"

Chen Yuan looked at Lin Qinghan's bloodshot eyes.

"You tell me, he's still a child, why is he so stingy about such a small amount of money?"

"You said my money is the Lin family's money, and it's only natural for him to take it and spend it."

Lin Qinghan collapsed into the muddy water.

His lips trembled violently, and he couldn't utter a single syllable.

Those favoritisms she once took for granted.

Now they've all become poisoned arrows aimed at her internal organs.

Every memory she uttered trampled and crushed her pitiful self-esteem.

Rainwater streamed down her neck and into her hospital gown, making her teeth chatter from the cold.

The blisters on my knees were rubbed raw by the mud and sand, and excruciating pain crept up my nerves.

"Chen Yuan, what's wrong with me taking your meager money!"

Lin Zixuan remained stubbornly defiant in the muddy water, spitting out a mouthful of muddy saliva.

"You're just a penniless son-in-law, what are you pretending to be rich for!"

"Get this big guy off me, or I'll kill you!"

He stiffened his neck and tried to pry open the eagle's military boots with his hands.

Mud and water covered his fingernails.

The eagle snorted and suddenly exerted force with its feet.

The hard soles of the combat boots pressed down hard on Lin Zixuan's spine.

Click.

A sickening, bone-crushing sound rang out.

Lin Zixuan let out a bloodcurdling scream as his face was stomped into the dirty puddle.

Several blood bubbles appeared.

Unable to utter a single defiant word, he could only let out painful sobs.

"Your life isn't worth the price of a few packs of cigarettes in my eyes."

Chen Yuan held up the black umbrella with one hand.

The umbrella was tilted, blocking the wind and rain blowing in our faces.

With his other hand, he pulled the specially made black cell phone out of his suit pocket.

Place your thumb on the edge of the screen and press the unlock button.

On the dial pad, I decisively pressed three numbers.

1, 1, 0.

Open it hands-free.

"Hello, Jianghai City Public Security Bureau, someone has been arrested for smashing cars and stealing outside the gate of Yunding Manor."

"Yes, the amount exceeds 50,000, which is a huge sum."

"The person has been apprehended; a vehicle will be sent to pick them up."

The call ended, and the busy tone was particularly jarring in the rainy night.

A few simple words sealed Lin Zixuan's fate for the rest of his life.

"No...no!"

Upon hearing the emergency call, Lin Qinghan's pupils instantly contracted to their maximum size.

Theft exceeding 50,000 yuan carries a minimum sentence of three years imprisonment!

The Lin family has gone bankrupt, and the parents don't even have money for food.

If her younger brother goes to jail again, her parents will be so angry they'll die.

She frantically gripped the iron railings with both hands and shook them violently.

The rusty iron gate made a teeth-grinding clanging sound.

She banged her head against the ground repeatedly, mud splashing into her mouth.

They were trying to awaken the last bit of vulnerability in this man's heart.

"Chen Yuan, for the sake of the past five years, let him off this time."

"I beg you, he's my only brother..."

Tears mixed with rainwater flowed into my mouth, tasting both salty and bitter.

Chen Yuan looked at her forehead, which was covered in blood and mud.

He didn't even twitch his eyebrows.

The tolerance and concessions she trampled on have long since died at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Five years of dedication were met with even more ruthless exploitation and betrayal.

Do you want to bring back the past with a few tears?

A fool's dream.

Woo-woo-woo

The piercing sound of police sirens could be heard from the winding mountain road in the distance.

The flashing red and blue lights tore through the thick curtain of rain.

The light and shadow fell on Lin Qinghan's pale face, like a death warrant from the King of Hell.

Three police cars sped up.

The tires screeched as they rubbed against the waterlogged road.

The car door opened.

Several fully armed police officers walked briskly through the water.

The reflective strips on the police uniforms flashed in the downpour.

The eagle loosened its grip and lifted Lin Zixuan, who was like a lump of mud, with one hand.

He was shoved like trash to the policeman at the front.

The cold, silver handcuffs clicked shut.

They locked Lin Zixuan's wrist tightly.

"Sister! Help me! I don't want to go to jail!"

Feeling the cool metallic texture on my wrist.

Lin Zixuan finally realized that this was not a joke.

Their arrogance vanished without a trace.

He was so frightened that his legs went weak, and a warm, foul-smelling liquid welled up in his crotch.

With a sob in her voice, she struggled desperately toward Lin Qinghan.

The police officers unceremoniously pinned him down and roughly pushed him into the back seat of the police car.

"Behave yourself! Get in the car!"

boom.

The police car doors slammed shut, cutting off Lin Zixuan's desperate cries.

The police car turned around and drove away, kicking up mud and water with its wheels.

Lin Qinghan collapsed outside the iron gate.

She stared blankly as the police car sped away, its red and blue flashing lights disappearing into the rainy night.

It felt as if someone had forcibly ripped out my heart with their bare hands.

The cold wind pierced through the thin hospital gown, taking away the last bit of body warmth.

She finally understood.

Chen Yuan, who used to be so obedient to her and even greeted her with a smile when she was insulted by her whole family.

She killed him with her own hands.

What was left in front of her.

He was a demon who held the power of life and death and showed her no mercy.

Chen Yuan put his phone back in his pocket.

His gaze swept coldly over Lin Qinghan, who was lying in the mud.

There was no lingering attachment, nor any ecstatic joy at having avenged a great grudge.

It's just cleaning up a pile of garbage that should have been thrown away a long time ago.

The black umbrella drew a cold, hard arc in mid-air.

Rain dripped down the umbrella ribs.

Chen Yuan turned around, leaving Lin Qinghan with a cold back view: "Take him away. My kindness is only for those who are good to me."