those elders who had been whispering behind Jian Lao Ye's back, calling him senile and foolish, were slapped in the face. The elders had nowhere to vent their anger, so they took it out on their own..."Lu Mingchu!" the old butler whispered, his voice barely audible. "You don't want Mr. Shen to know about this, do you"

The old butler's eyes were dim and yellowed, showing his age, yet they held a ruthlessness and viciousness that belied one of his years.

The person on the phone was silent for a moment. The old butler's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly... fear, that's good.

"Xia Laotou, has anyone ever told you," a mocking voice came from the phone, "that you're shameless"

The old butler's teeth clenched at the words!

But he still insisted, "This wretch's death is good for both of us. Whatever happened in the past, a dead man is no longer a concern."

The implication is clear as day… People die like lamps go out. When someone dies, who would still speak up for a dead person

"Mr. Lu, kill that bastard, and you'll have your reward." The raspy voice, which had just threatened the other party, now politely addressed him as "Mr. Lu."

A faint snort echoed from the receiver, "Following the Shen family, you've actually learned a few tricks of their ruthlessness. Old Summer, don't think I don't know what you're thinking."

"Kill her, and you'll have peace of mind"

On the other end of the phone, Lu Mingchu held a cigar about the thickness of his thumb between his fingers. He took a leisurely puff, and the cigar ash burned long before he flicked it off with his finger. The entire ash landed on the expensive, white, custom-made Persian rug without any sign of regret.

“Xia Lao Tou, I make it clear to you, if you want someone dead, figure it out yourself.” Lu Ming Chu’s eyes flashed with a cold light, his thin lips, similar to Shen Xiu Jin’s, pressed down viciously: “And don’t use that Shen surname to pressure me! Even if I, Lu Ming Chu, am despicable, I am not as underhanded as you! Don’t you really know how Xia Wei Ming died”

On this side, Xia the butler's hand holding the phone trembled violently, almost dropping it to the ground.

Clutching his phone tightly, his old eyes flickered, "Of course I know! That bastard killed my daughter, my only daughter! My daughter suffered so much humiliation and torment before she died! That bastard only served three years in prison!"

"Only served three years in prison" Lu Mingchu's voice rose strangely, the tone light as he repeated it.

Xia, the butler, had blue veins bulging on his forehead as he exclaimed: "My daughter is dead! She spent three years in prison and came out! It's so unfair! Heaven has been too lenient towards her!"

"Too cheap for her" Lu Mingchu's voice, compared to just now, sounded even more strangely light as he asked.

If he hadn't seen those surveillance footage with his own eyes, if he hadn't known how badly that woman was treated in that place, and how she had spent the following three years there like a startled bird, if it hadn't been for the day that woman was released from prison, out of curiosity, he had his driver take him to that place, and saw the woman with his own eyes walking out the open door, looking like neither human nor ghost, if it hadn't been for that chance encounter at Dong Huang's nightclub one night, where he saw that woman transformed, her arrogance from three years ago gone, replaced by a pitiful, desperate struggle to survive!

Maybe he actually believed that old Xia's words, and perhaps he would really fulfill that old man's wish, sympathize with him, and help him get rid of that woman.

Three years ago, was there only Xia Wei Ming who plotted against this woman

Wrong!

Three years ago, everyone took action! Everyone plotted against this woman!

Why doesn't Shen Xiujin investigate Why can't he find anything

The people from the Shen family, they were the ones who did it… Shen Xiujin didn't even want to investigate at first because he simply didn't care about Jian Tong's life or death.

Secondly, in a game of wits and strategy, the slightest lapse in concentration could lead to complete defeat. Shen Xiujin devoted all his attention to the competition, leaving no time, energy, or manpower to investigate this matter. When Shen Xiujin triumphed, he wouldn't even think about Jian Tong languishing in prison. Moreover, the evidence of Jian Tong’s mistreatment of Xia Wei Ming was there, lacking only an eyewitness account. Since Xia Wei Ming was someone Shen Xiujin favored at that time, her humiliating death would require someone to take responsibility. Thus, Jian Tong, who was disregarded by Shen Xiujin, became the most unfortunate victim in this entire affair!

But, Xia Wei Ming's humiliation in life and death, this matter, there are too many people's hands involved... including his Lu Ming Chu's.

As for Lu Mingchu, his success was simple and childlike, his failure also simple and childlike... He underestimated Shen Xiu's ruthlessness and heartlessness, and he also underestimated Xia Laotou's cruelty!

That woman... Lu Mingchu shook his head. He wasn't that shameless. That woman had already been driven to the point of barely surviving... He shouldn't lay another hand on her. The poor woman… He, Lu Mingchu, still wanted some face!

On the phone, Old Man Xia was still cursing and swearing at that woman. Listening to Old Man Xia repeatedly calling her a bitch, Lu Mingchu, who had always been unrestrained, inexplicably felt irritated. He raised his hand and tousled his chestnut-colored hair: "It's so annoying!" He roared: "Old Man Xia, I still say the same thing, if you want to kill someone, do it yourself. I won't stop you, nor will I help you."

Old Wang, surnamed Xia, was right about one thing... If that woman died, Lu Mingchu would benefit. Three years ago, things would never resurface again.

When people leave, the tea grows cold. When people die, the lights go out. This world has always been indifferent. While alive, people seek truth for themselves. When they die, will anyone else seek the truth for a dead person

"Lumi! You have to help me with this, or I'll tell Mr. Shen about what you did three years ago!"

"Xia, you truly knew Jian Tong was innocent," Lu Mingchu chuckled softly. However, Xia the Butler instantly closed his mouth upon hearing Lu Mingchu's words... From the moment Xia the Butler threatened Lu Mingchu, saying he would tell Mr. Shen about what she had done three years ago, he indirectly admitted that deep down, he knew Jian Tong was innocent.

Xia Guantou's old teeth gnawed, he said harshly: "I don't know what you're talking about! All I know is that Wei Ming went to the 'Night Color' bar because of that bastard! And Mr. Lu, you secretly dealt with Mr. Shen in the past, using shady means to cut off Mr. Shen's resources and steal the very important resource for him at the time. If Mr. Shen knew about these things, he would probably retaliate against you and your company with thunderous force. Then, you would be in danger."

Lu Mingchu's lips curled into a sneer. At this point, the old man was still threatening him, asking him to help kill that woman... Sorry, he couldn't bring himself to bully that poor woman again.

"Alright, go ahead and say it then." Lu Mingchu sneered. "Don't blame me for not warning you, these things, even a housekeeper like you who follows Shen Xiujin knows about them. You think Shen Xiujin is stupid As for whether you only know these surface-level things, or if you know other things too, Old Summer, you know best yourself. And as for Xia Wei'ming's death, you know the truth better than anyone."

I can only say, you're really flexible. If I were you, I wouldn't call me again. Are you picking on the soft ones ”Lu Ming chuckled coldly, “You hate Jian Tong, do it yourself, don’t bother me anymore!”

After speaking, he didn't give Xia Butler any face at all. He didn't say a word and hung up the phone.

Xia Guanjia held his phone in his hand, his body trembling slightly… What did Lu Mingchu know What did Lu Mingchu's last words mean

No!

Wei Ming is dead! It's all that bitch's fault!

That bastard, he has to go down and be buried with Wei Ming!as anything elseThe woman remained silent for a moment, then slowly reached into her pocket and pulled out a small bottle of medicinal oil. “Give me your hand.”"Huh"The woman ignored him, reached out...