CHAPTER 111: CHAPTER 111: A FRENZIED SLAP IN THE FACE, SONG PIANLAN’S DOOMSDAY DESCENDS! 2

Song Pianlan’s head buzzed. "Shut up! You bitch, how dare you frame me!"

The maid wasn’t a fool. How could she do such a thing without any means of self-protection? She immediately turned on her phone’s recording function.

"Sir, Madam, please listen. This is a recording of Miss Song speaking to me. I’m just a maid who follows orders. Oh, right, Miss Song also gave me a sum of money—fifty thousand. All of this is evidence."

The maid twisted her ring-shaped phone and played the recording.

Song Pianlan’s voice emerged from the ring-shaped phone: "Lan, later, go tell Zhou Haiyang that I’m waiting for him in the cabin. After you lead him to the cabin, lock the door... Then, hurry and tell Madam that Si Mingjing is seducing Zhou Haiyang in the cabin... Here’s fifty thousand. There will be a generous reward after you do this..."

Song Pianlan’s body shook violently, her heart like dead ashes. Any attempt at an excuse seemed pale and weak in the face of the recording.

Zhou Haiyang’s father, outraged, demanded, "President Song, you’d better give me an explanation! What is the meaning of this? If you didn’t want to form a marriage alliance, then you shouldn’t have agreed from the start! The daughter-in-law our Zhou Family valued, actually trying to ruin my son’s reputation! Do you think our Zhou Family can be pushed around so easily?"

With Si Mingjing’s reminder, everyone’s focus shifted from Si Mingjing and Zhou Haiyang to Song Tiantian and Zhou Haiyang!

A five-year-old girl... if she fell prey to the disoriented Zhou Haiyang, the consequences... Zhou Haiyang’s father didn’t dare to think further.

Zhou Haiyang’s mother came over, took Si Mingjing’s hand, and said, "Miss Si, you saved my son’s life. Our Zhou Family will keep this kindness in our hearts, and we hope you can detoxify my son as soon as possible."

"It’s already done." Si Mingjing removed all the Silver Needles from Zhou Haiyang’s body and asked him, "Now you know who exactly set up this scheme, don’t you?"

Zhou Haiyang, now free, sat up from the sofa. His eyes filled with pain as he looked at Song Pianlan. "Pianlan, why?"

"Didn’t you want to marry me? Three days ago, you called and clearly said you wanted to marry me, to be my wife. For the past two days, you’ve been on the phone with me, fantasizing about our future. Was all of that a lie?"

Song Pianlan’s head buzzed. She had no idea what to do. No one could help her. No one.

Zhou Haiyang went over and took Song Pianlan’s hand. "Pianlan, say something. As long as you say this wasn’t your doing, I’ll believe you. I’m still willing to marry you. Please, speak."

"I don’t want to marry you!" Since it had come to this, why continue the pretense?

It was crystal clear to her that the Zhou Family would absolutely not let her through their doors again, so why should she grovel?

Song Pianlan pulled her hand back. Even if no one could help her, she was unwilling to marry Zhou Haiyang. "Every touch from you disgusts me!"

Zhou Haiyang staggered back as if struck by a blow, his gaze fixed on Song Pianlan, filled with astonishment and disbelief. "To think I... To think I loved you so much..."

Utterly humiliated, Zhou Haiyang turned and left. Like a heartbroken young man, he dejectedly departed the cabin, the first to leave the crowd, and drove off into the distance.

The members of the Zhou Family, all fuming, also left the Song residence one after another.

Song Tengfei chased after them, apologizing all the way, but to no avail.

The Song Family had thoroughly offended the Zhou Family!

When everyone else had gone to pursue the Zhou Family, only Song Pianlan and Si Mingjing remained in the cabin.

"Auntie." Si Mingjing stared at Song Pianlan, her bright eyes narrowing slightly, a cold, sharp glint in her gaze. "Do you never bother to understand your opponent’s strength before you make a move against them? I truly pity you. You had such good cards, yet you played them so poorly."

Si Mingjing deliberately scorned Song Pianlan.

"You bitch!"

Song Pianlan swung her hand, attempting to slap Si Mingjing.

No sooner had she raised her hand than Si Mingjing forcefully seized it.

Looking down at Song Pianlan, Si Mingjing said, "Do you know? Right now, only I can save you. The Young Master of the Ye Family listens to me. As long as I say the word, you might still have a chance to live."

"Would you be that kind-hearted?" Song Pianlan didn’t believe her at all.

"Of course, there’s a condition. Tell me the truth about how my mother became a murderer, and I’ll help you. Believe me, I’m the only one who can help you right now."

Si Mingjing deliberately raised her wrist, revealing the delicate pink diamond necklace she wore—the one Song Pianlan had stolen and treasured for five years, never daring to wear it in public.

Envy filled Song Pianlan’s eyes. "Where did you get it?"

"The Young Master of the Ye Family gave it to me. You should know by now how much I mean to Ye Xiaobai. Only I can plead for you."

Having said that, Si Mingjing walked away. She knew Song Pianlan wouldn’t tell her at this moment. Only when Song Pianlan was truly out of options would she speak up.

Si Mingjing wasn’t in a hurry. She had plenty of patience.

Ten minutes later, police cars arrived at the Song residence. Song Pianlan was arrested for theft, handcuffed, and taken away, causing the Song Family to descend into chaos. Song Pianlan’s mother sat in the living room, crying ceaselessly.

Song Tiantian had awakened. Fang Jing carried her back to her room, locked the door, and didn’t come out again, her heart filled with hatred for Song Pianlan.

Mr. Song and Song Tengfei were still discussing how to save Song Pianlan. Before she was taken away, Song Pianlan had given Song Tengfei a warning look. The meaning was clear: if she went to prison, they couldn’t blame her for dragging them down with her by revealing the truth about Si Yao becoming a murderer.

Only Si Mingjing remained leisurely in the cabin, taking all the photos down from the wall and removing them from their frames.

Once finished, she simply left. The Song household was in turmoil, and no one noticed when she departed.

She returned to the Ye Family estate, intending to administer acupuncture to Mo Yinhe, when she happened to overhear Ye Shen complaining about Mo Yinhe in the living room.

"Bro, do you think the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of A Country has rocks in its head? At noon, they issued a statement saying the real culprit was our maid. Then, just as I’d gathered evidence to thoroughly discredit them, the Ministry issued another statement! It said Song Pianlan had bribed our maid to give false testimony and that the actual thief was still Song Pianlan. What are they playing at? ...Oh, Miss Si, you’re finally back! My brother’s been waiting for you to give him his acupuncture until the flowers wilted."

Si Mingjing hurried over. "Sorry, we had guests at home tonight, so I was a bit delayed."

Ye Shen asked curiously, "What kind of guests could you have that are more important than my brother?"

Si Mingjing was about to answer when the sound of a car engine shutting off came from outside.

A breathtakingly beautiful girl, carrying a suitcase, rushed into the house.

Upon seeing Si Mingjing, she dropped her suitcase without a word and rushed towards her.

She then hugged Si Mingjing tightly, her voice choked with emotion. "Oh, sister-in-law, you’re finally back!"