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"Gu Ziming! You beast!"

Shen Qinghan let out a piercing scream. Without even changing her clothes, she grabbed a trench coat and wrapped it over her pajamas before scrambling out of the villa.

She drove her red Porsche like a madwoman through the streets of Hanzhou late at night, running more than a dozen red lights, heading straight for the city police station.

Along the way, the cold wind blew in through the car window, messing up her hair, but it couldn't dispel the anger and humiliation in her heart that was enough to burn everything.

Fifteen minutes later.

With a screeching sound of brakes, the Porsche came to a stop in front of the Municipal Public Security Bureau.

Shen Qinghan pushed open the car door, slipped on her slippers, and stumbled into the brightly lit police station lobby.

The lobby was bustling with people, including police officers handling cases, as well as parties involved in other cases and their families, making it somewhat noisy.

With red eyes, Shen Qinghan searched around the hall like a headless fly.

Suddenly, her gaze fixed on the detention area in the corner of the hall.

There, a row of suspects who had been arrested for prostitution were squatting.

And at the very edge, a familiar figure was crouching.

Gu Ziming.

At this moment, Gu Ziming no longer possessed any of the prestige and dignity of a top-tier rich second-generation in Hanzhou.

He was wearing an old, oversized military overcoat that was clearly borrowed from the police, and underneath he was still only wrapped in the hotel towel.

Two bare, hairy legs were exposed, shivering in the cold air conditioning of the police station.

His hair was a mess, like a bird's nest, and his face had several bloody scratches from when he was shoved by reporters. He wore a pair of cold, glaring silver handcuffs on his wrists.

Next to Gu Ziming, squatting close to him, was the escort girl from the video, wearing a red tight-fitting halter dress and with a chin so sharp it could kill someone.

The escort's makeup was completely ruined, half of her false eyelashes had fallen off, and she was sobbing while glaring at Gu Ziming with resentful eyes.

The two of them were squatting together, disheveled and in a sorry state. The scene was so ridiculous and disgusting!

Looking at this utterly absurd and glaring scene before him, Shen Qinghan felt a surge of heat rush to his head, and his vision blurred.

She bit her lip hard until it bled before she managed to keep from fainting on the spot.

She walked slowly and heavily toward the detention area.

The high-heeled slippers made a crisp "tap, tap, tap" sound as they stepped on the cold marble floor of the police station.

Hearing footsteps, Gu Ziming, who was pretending to be dead with his head buried in his knees, subconsciously raised his head.

When he saw Shen Qinghan standing in front of him, her face pale and her eyes so cold they seemed to want to kill him.

A look of extreme panic and guilt flashed across Gu Ziming's eyes, but then, as if grasping at the last straw, he suddenly sprang up from the ground.

"Squat down! Who told you to stand up! Behave yourself!"

The police officer guarding nearby immediately shouted at him and pushed Gu Ziming back down.

Gu Ziming could only squat on the ground again like a toad, but he still looked up, gripped the iron railing with both hands, and let out a pig-like wail at Shen Qinghan.

"Qinghan! Qinghan, you've finally come! Please save me! Please bail me out!"

Gu Ziming cried his eyes out, his once handsome face now contorted like a clown's.

"Qinghan, let me explain! Things aren't like what's said online at all! I'm innocent!"

"I really did go to the Hilton Hotel tonight to discuss business! I had a bit too much to drink, so I'm just resting in my room."

"Then this bitch suddenly barged in! She came in, started taking off her clothes, and pounced on me! I don't even know her!"

"I've been framed! Someone must be plotting against me! Qinghan, you have to believe me! My heart is as clear as day, how could I do such a thing on our engagement night!"

Gu Ziming argued desperately, trying to shirk all responsibility and continue playing the role of the affectionate and innocent victim.

however.

Listening to Gu Ziming's flawed and illogical explanation.

Looking at his face, which was twitching with guilt.

Shen Qinghan did not speak.

She simply stood there quietly, looking down at this utterly disgusting man.

In that instant, all the surrounding noise seemed to disappear.

The proof is like a mountain!

The evidence is absolutely irrefutable!

At this moment, the gears of fate spun wildly, and a giant boomerang called "karma" crossed two years and accurately and fiercely pierced Shen Qinghan's forehead!

Shen Qinghan knew perfectly well that he had been completely treated like a fool!

Two years ago, Jiang Ye was the truly innocent victim who was framed!

The mastermind behind framing Jiang Ye is none other than the seemingly righteous Gu Ziming!

Gu Ziming destroyed Jiang Ye with the most despicable means, and then took advantage of her vulnerability, using sweet words and false affection to deceive her completely.

She actually destroyed a wonderful man who had cherished and loved her for seven years for such a piece of trash!

"The Joker...it turns out the Joker was me..."

Shen Qinghan muttered to herself, tears streaming down her face like beads from a broken string.

She suddenly felt so cold, so cold that her bones ached.

She felt like a huge joke, a complete idiot being watched and ridiculed by the whole world!

The extreme regret, at this moment, was like a volcanic eruption, instantly transforming into a raging fire capable of destroying everything!

Shen Qinghan's eyes instantly turned blood red, filled with terrifying red blood vessels.

She took a sudden step forward, grabbed Gu Ziming's tattered military coat by the collar, and yanked him up from the ground!

"Qinghan... what... what are you doing? You believe me now, right? Take me away..."

Gu Ziming thought Shen Qinghan had softened her heart, and a look of ecstatic joy appeared on his face.

However, what awaited him was a powerful slap across the face!

"Smack—!!!"

A crisp, loud, and deafening slap resounded in the empty police station lobby!

Shen Qinghan used all her strength in that slap, even exerting every ounce of her power!

Gu Ziming's head was slapped sharply to one side, and his neck made a crisp "crack" sound. He was completely stunned, and his ears were ringing.

"You beast! You piece of trash, a liar!"

Shen Qinghan, like a mad lioness, completely lost her mind.

She didn't give Gu Ziming any chance to breathe, and with a backhand slap, she delivered another loud slap to the other half of Gu Ziming's face!

"Snapped!"

"You've been framed? You're talking business? Do you think I'm blind or stupid?!"

"Snapped!"

"Twenty thousand yuan for the whole night! You're really generous! You're using our Shen family's money to seduce prostitutes, do you think it's great?!"

"Snapped!"

"Do you think I can't guess how you framed Jiang Ye two years ago? You despicable and shameless scoundrel!"

"Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!"

Shen Qinghan used both hands simultaneously, swinging them wildly like windmills.

One slap after another, like a storm, rained down on Gu Ziming's face!