The gluttonous little boy is four and a half years old, and even the wealthy family kneels down and

Lu Peng's smile froze instantly, his eyes darkening sharply: "You... what do you mean? Who's talking nonsense to you?"

"Whether it's nonsense or not, you know it in your heart." Yun Mingyue put down her water glass, stood up, and took half a step back. The last trace of warmth on her face vanished completely, leaving only cold hatred. "Did you really think you could hide what you did forever?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the security door rang three times with a steady ring.

Lu Peng shuddered, instinctively reaching for the laptop while trying to sound calm: "Who is it?"

Yun Mingyue didn't move, calmly looking at him: "Who else could it be?"

"Of course, it's the police."

Lu Peng's face turned deathly pale instantly. He staggered back a step, his back hitting the armrest of the sofa, and his mind went blank.

He looked at Yun Mingyue, who was completely different from usual, and everything that had happened recently flashed through his mind.

Was Yun Zhengbang's stroke a hoax? Was the company's chaos staged?

Yun Mingyue knows everything?!

But...when exactly was he discovered?

He gritted his teeth and tried to run back to the bedroom, but the safe still contained paper ledgers that had to be destroyed.

But at that moment, Yun Mingyue had already reached the entrance hall and opened the door.

Four uniformed economic crime investigation police officers stood outside the door. The leader flashed his police ID and simultaneously held up a search warrant and an arrest warrant stamped with a bright red official seal. His voice was serious and disciplined.

"Lu Peng, we are from the Economic Crime Investigation Division of the Municipal Public Security Bureau."

"You are suspected of embezzlement and misappropriation of funds, and a formal investigation has been launched. These are the detention warrant and search warrant. Please cooperate with us to return for investigation, and we will also be searching this house."

Two police officers stepped forward and restrained Lu Peng, while two other technical police officers immediately went to the coffee table and photographed, numbered, and registered the computer, paper contracts, and business licenses one by one.

Just then, a figure moved in the entryway, and two more people walked in.

The man at the head of the group was wearing a dark gray custom-made suit. He was tall and straight with a calm and serious expression. He was none other than Yun Mingyuan.

He walked steadily and unhurriedly, with his assistant following behind him.

Yun Mingyuan didn't speak. His gaze first fell on Yun Mingyue. Seeing that she looked calm and hadn't been wronged, he nodded slightly. Then he glanced at Lu Peng, who was being held down by the sofa.

He looked down at Lu Peng with cold indifference, as if he were looking at an insignificant piece of trash, exuding a strong sense of oppression.

"Big brother..." Lu Peng's throat tightened, and he subconsciously wanted to plead, "Please let me explain, it's all a misunderstanding, someone framed me..."

"Framed you?" Yun Mingyuan finally spoke, his voice not loud, but carrying a heavy weight. "Lu Peng, I warned you before that if you dared to wrong my sister, I would never let you off the hook."

A single, casual remark completely shattered Lu Peng's last line of psychological defense.

His legs went weak, and he collapsed onto the sofa. His usual smart and confident demeanor was completely gone, replaced by panic and fear.

"No, I didn't!" he argued vehemently. "What right do you have to arrest me? These are all normal business dealings! Do you have any evidence?"

"We will verify the evidence one by one." The police officer said calmly, "We currently have preliminary evidence such as company financial accounts, bank statements, and testimonies from relevant personnel. You have the right to defend yourself, but you need to return to the station to cooperate with the investigation."

After a pause, the police officer added, "In addition, regarding your case of suspected child abduction, the Criminal Investigation Division is investigating it separately. The nurse involved in the case back then has already turned herself in, and the cases will be handled together later."

Child abduction?

Lu Peng looked blank for a moment, then remembered something and looked up at Yun Mingyue in astonishment.

Yun Mingyue stood not far away, looking at Lu Peng with a troubled expression, and said softly:

"Lu Peng, I found my child. Are you happy?"

Lu Peng's face turned deathly pale in an instant, his lips trembled, and he couldn't utter a sound.

The police officers came over, handcuffed him, and led him out the door by his arms.

As Lu Peng passed by Yun Mingyuan, Yun Mingyuan reached out and grabbed him by the back of the neck, lifting him up like a chick.

Yun Mingyuan's expression was fierce, and he said in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"Don't worry, I've arranged for someone to take good care of you inside."

Upon hearing this, Lu Peng felt his blood run cold.

He's dead.

He had only one thought in his mind.

He looked at Yun Mingyuan in terror, and as the police led him away, he suddenly cried out, "I need a lawyer! I need a lawyer!"

He struggled desperately, but was held down each time.

Yun Mingyuan's assistant followed and said to the police officers, "Thank you for your hard work, officers. The legal department will send the supplementary evidence to the branch office tomorrow morning."

"Of course." The police officer nodded in acknowledgment, and then escorted Lu Peng into the elevator.

The technical police officers were still inside the house taking inventory of the seized items and issuing a seizure list.

Only the Yun siblings remained in the living room. Yun Mingyuan looked at his sister, his tone finally softening: "Are you alright?"

Yun Mingyue's eyes reddened, and she shook her head without saying a word.

"It's all over." Yun Mingyuan's voice was calm. He raised his hand and patted Yun Mingyue's head, just like he had done every time she was wronged since she was a child, to support her. "Leave the rest to the legal department and the police. You can take care of Tianlin without worry."

Yun Mingyue's nose stung with tears, and she responded with a muffled "Mmm."

"Brother...I want to go home."

Yun Mingyuan immediately replied, "Then let's go home!"

-

Meanwhile, outside the Third People's Hospital of Fujiang City.

"Ms. Yun, I really don't know what happened!"

The speaker was tall and thin, wearing black-rimmed glasses, and looked at the person opposite him with a flustered expression.

Yun Ziqian sat on the bench, looking up at Yu Ziping. Even though he was sitting, his aura was so overwhelming that the other man couldn't lift his head.

A gust of wind carrying a wave of heat blew in, causing Yu Ziping's tall, thin frame to sway. His black-rimmed glasses slipped down to the tip of his nose, but he didn't bother to push them back up. His hands gripped the seams of his trousers, and his voice trembled:

"Mr. Yun, I really didn't know that stuff could kill people! If I had known, I wouldn't have dared to do it even if you gave me a hundred lives!"

He took a half step forward, his eyes red and brimming with tears, and said, "My mother has uremia and is undergoing dialysis in this building, waiting for a kidney transplant. We've spent hundreds of thousands of yuan on her, and our family's savings are already gone."

"Two months ago, a company called Qicheng Real Estate sent someone to poach me, offering double the salary and promising the position of purchasing director. The only condition was that I help to customize a batch of 'feng shui wooden plaques' and then find an opportunity to put them in Yunding Plaza."

"I thought that thing was useless," Yu Ziping's voice trailed off, his head bowed low. "I really couldn't afford the down payment for the surgery, and I was so blinded by greed that I agreed."

"The wooden sign was made by a blind craftsman they hired. I entrusted Li Jianshe with burying it. I really didn't know this thing was so dangerous, and I certainly didn't expect it to kill someone, Mr. Yun!"

"Qicheng Real Estate?" Yun Ziqian frowned slightly.

He was unfamiliar with the name. It sounded like a small company that had only been established for a few years and was not even a big name in Beijing's real estate circle, let alone a competitor.

"Who is the general manager?"

"His name is Zhou Kai," Yu Ziping quickly replied. "I've never met him in person; I've been dealing with his assistant the whole time. They said that if things go smoothly, in addition to the job offer, they'll give me an extra 200,000 yuan in cash, which is just enough for my mother's surgery deposit..."

As he spoke, tears streamed down his face, and he bent over, repeatedly apologizing.

"Ms. Yun, I know I was wrong. I'm sorry to the company, and even more so to those who got into trouble. You can punish me however you want, please don't send me to jail. My mother is waiting for me upstairs..."

Yun Ziqian looked at him quietly, his eyes devoid of emotion.

He could understand the desperation of having nowhere else to turn, but he could not forgive the choice that crossed the line.

The company's rules and regulations are there for all to see. Using one's position to collude with outsiders and tamper with one's own business is a red line that cannot be crossed, no matter what the initial intention was.

"You're fired," he said, his voice flat, without anger or sarcasm.

Yu Ziping trembled, and his face turned pale instantly.

"The HR department will process the paperwork tomorrow," Yun Ziqian stood up, looking down at him. "The N+1 compensation will be deposited into your account on time. With this quarter's performance bonus, it should be enough for your mother to have the surgery."

Yu Ziping suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with astonishment, almost unable to believe his ears.

He thought losing his job was the least of his worries; he might even be driven to the brink of ruin. But to his utter surprise, Yun Ziqian let him off so easily and even gave him the full amount of compensation.

"Ms. Yun...I...I..." His lips trembled, and he couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time. Finally, he bowed deeply at a ninety-degree angle, his voice choked with emotion.

"Thank you! Thank you, Ms. Yun! I was wrong, I really know I was wrong! I'll never do it again!"

Yun Ziqian didn't say anything more and got up to walk towards the parking lot.

He had only taken a dozen or so steps when a loud "bang" suddenly came from behind him, dull and piercing, like the sound of a heavy object slamming into the concrete.

His heart skipped a beat, and he turned around abruptly.

The spot where Yu Ziping had just been standing was now surrounded by a few passing family members.

In the middle of the crowd, Yu Ziping lay flat on his back in a pool of blood, his limbs twitching unconsciously, blood streaming down his face and staining his shirt red.

A palm-sized ceramic flowerpot lay broken at his feet, with dirt and shards of porcelain scattered everywhere.

The flowerpot fell from upstairs.

Yun Ziqian's pupils shrank sharply, and he almost immediately ran back.

"Call a doctor! Call emergency services!" he shouted to the crowd, crouching down to help but afraid that moving him would worsen the injury.

Yu Ziping was convulsing, his eyes filled with terror, staring blankly at Yun Ziqian, blood gushing from his mouth.

He reached out and grabbed Yun Ziqian's wrist.

"People, people..." he uttered broken, indistinct syllables.

"Who is it?" Yun Ziqian asked in a panic, then looked up at the tall hospital building with dozens of open windows, but there was not a single person in sight.

Yun Ziqian felt as heavy as if a piece of lead had been added to his heart.

What a coincidence!

Just as he finished asking the question and Yu Ziping revealed the clue, the flowerpot hit the man's head with pinpoint accuracy.

Could it be... to silence them?

Why? Is it really necessary?

Medical staff quickly rushed over, shouting, "Stretcher! Stretcher!"

The scene was extremely chaotic, and more and more people gathered to watch.

Outside the crowd, a man wearing sunglasses and holding a white cane slowly approached. He listened to the surrounding chatter and casually grabbed a passerby.

He asked, "What happened up ahead?"

A passerby glanced at him, noticed he was blind, and said, "Someone got hit by a flowerpot that fell from upstairs, and there's blood everywhere."

"I don't know if he can be saved."

A person nearby clicked their tongue and said, "With so much blood lost, there's no way he can be saved."

"What a pity, so young."

Sang Dong frowned. "Was the injured person a young man in his twenties, and of thin build?"

The passerby paused for a moment upon hearing this, then said, "Oh, yes, it's not your friend, is it?"

Sang Dong fell silent, slowly releasing his grip. His sunglasses obscured his face, making it impossible to discern his expression.