Intense fear sent a prickle of numbness through Lu Sisi's scalp.
She stared in horror at the skull ornament. It was real, and it was Zhang Guo'er's head.
So, Zhang Guo'er had indeed died long ago. It seemed she had died at Tang Xiaomin's hands.
Lu Sisi was shocked.
"This... Tang Xiaomin killed Zhang Guo'er. She's a murderer, a demon!"
"You, the esteemed president of Xianfu Group, how can you condone Tang Xiaomin's murder? Shouldn't you be sending her to prison, letting her face justice?"
"Tang Xiaomin has killed someone!"
...
Yan Jue finally remembered. Lu Sisi was Lu Zelei's sister.
He never expected her to come running to him, complaining about Tang Xiaomin, and even hoping he would punish her.
It was laughable, a complete absurdity.
Furthermore, her incessant chatter was as annoying as a fly; he just wanted to swat her dead and be done with it.
Yan Jue said coldly, "It seems that during my absence, you haven't been kind to her."
"What? It's her who's been bullying me, and she even killed my brother, Mr. Yan. You must see clearly!"
...
Yan Jue was too lazy to waste words on a fly like Lu Sisi.
"Minmin is just too kind, which is why you have the chance to badmouth her to me."
He was not like those muddled fools. He had eyes and could discern Tang Xiaomin's true nature.
Any attempt at sowing discord was, to him, malice towards Tang Xiaomin.
To openly come and lodge a false complaint, she truly didn't take him seriously.
This point angered Yan Jue.
"Drag her out and beat her to death with clubs."
Lu Sisi's eyes widened.
"What!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, several bodyguards in black suits with fierce expressions roughly dragged Lu Sisi out of the office.
"What are you doing?"
"Let me go!"
"Help!"
...
Yan Jue lit a cigarette and called Tang Xiaomin.
"Minmin, Lu Sisi just came to me to complain about you. I've already dealt with her. You know, you're just too soft-hearted."
Upon hearing the news, Tang Xiaomin silently admired Lu Sisi's suicidal tendencies.
She might overlook being provoked by her.
But provoking Yan Jue was a different matter entirely. Even the king of heaven couldn't save her then.
Lu Zelei had desperately tried to save Lu Sisi, yet Lu Sisi remained ungrateful.
It was as the saying goes, "The road to heaven is not taken, but you barge into hell."
"How did you deal with her?"
"Killed her directly, very cleanly."
"Oh, that's for the best. I'll be down shortly. Goodbye for now."
"Alright."
...
In the basement of Xianfu Group, several fierce-looking men were raising wooden clubs, fiercely beating Lu Sisi.
One of the men said, "Stop."
He stepped forward and felt for Lu Sisi's breath, confirming she was dead.
As a gust of cold wind stirred, a translucent shadow separated from the corpse. It was Lu Sisi's soul.
Before she could even comprehend her death, the men who had beaten her immediately put chains around her neck, like leading a pet, and dragged her onto the path to the underworld.
Mr. Yan had personally ordered her death; she would not survive until midnight.
Even in death, she received special treatment.
She would be thrown into the eighteen layers of hell for torment until her soul could no longer bear it and was utterly annihilated.
...
Meanwhile, at the Wang family's residence.
Ever since Tang Yu and Wang Na's discussion had broken down last time, and he had sent her home for a while, the situation had become very strained.
Under Zhang Meiyu's persuasion, the Tang family had meticulously prepared the betrothal gifts and went to propose marriage.
Originally, due to Tang Xu's passing, Tang Yu had been hesitant.
But he couldn't resist Wang Na's ever-growing belly. In a blink, she was three months pregnant, and time waited for no one.
Before even entering the house, Wang Wenqiang's angry voice could be heard.
In the Wang family's living room, Wang Wenqiang, the father, was annoyed even by Wang Na glancing at him.
"Nana, tell me, what is this all about?"
"It was you who ignored my advice and insisted on being with Tang Yu, and you got pregnant behind my back."
"You've been back for so long now, and Tang Yu hasn't made any move. Even now, you won't abort the child. What do you want? Do you want to give birth and have me raise the child for you?"
Since their last disagreement and her return home, Tang Yu hadn't called Wang Na even once.
This was causing Wang Na, who was pregnant, immense suffering.
Even she herself was unsure of Tang Yu's attitude towards her and the child.
"Dad, I'll raise this child myself when it's born."
"Heh... you'll raise it yourself?"
Wang Wenqiang burst into laughter mixed with tears.
"You're in your twenties, and I've been supporting you all along. You can't even support yourself, so how can you raise a child? Are you going to live on air?"
Originally, during her last visit to the Tang family, Wang Na had received a large red envelope from Yan Jue, five million, enough for her to be financially independent.
But at the time, she had thought of giving the money to Tang Yu, hoping he would use it for the betrothal gifts.
Unexpectedly, he never came.
At this moment, her sore spot was touched, and Wang Na could no longer sit still. She stood up.
"Since you don't want to raise it, then I'll leave."
"Fine, leave. And don't come back."
...
Her father's coldness became the last straw that broke Wang Na.
She left the Wang family without looking back.
As soon as she opened the door, she saw Tang Yu and several members of the Tang family standing at the entrance.
She was taken aback at first.
"Tang Yu, you..."
Suddenly, Wang Na's expression turned grim again.
"You're something else. You sent me back, and you didn't even call me once. If that's the case, why are you here now?"
Tang Yu and Wang Na had developed their relationship from lovers to this point; they had feelings for each other.
However, faced with the mundane trivialities of life, love was inevitably worn down and changed its flavor.
Tang Yu had deliberately ignored Wang Na for so many days, yet she still had that spoiled princess temper.
It truly disappointed him.
"It seems you don't welcome me or my family."
Their eyes met, and a strong spark of gunpowder erupted in the air.
Seeing this, Zhang Meiyu quickly explained.
"Nana, after Tang Yu sent you back, he's been preparing the betrothal gifts, and he also has a job. He was probably too preoccupied and forgot to call you. You should be more understanding of his hard work."
"He's working hard, so aren't I? I'm a pregnant woman now. Shouldn't everything revolve around me?" Wang Na said indignantly.
"Your family has taken so long to propose marriage. It seems you don't care much about me or the child."
"Nana, things are really not as you think. You've misunderstood Tang Yu." Zhang Meiyu continued to persuade her with kind words.
Tang Yu couldn't stand it anymore.
"Mom, you don't need to lower yourself to speak to her. Besides, she won't appreciate it and will only become more demanding. Let's go."