CHAPTER 454: CHAPTER 454: HE DOESN’T NEED YOU (4)

The message had arrived, but it wasn’t the one she wanted to see; it came from a stranger’s number, containing a link.

Tang Yanqi clicked on it and, after just two seconds of viewing, jumped out of bed, almost tumbling off in her haste, without even waiting to put on her shoes before sprinting out.

"Tangtang!"

Someone behind her shouted loudly, but Tang Yanqi paid no heed, oblivious to the biting cold wind and the numbness in her feet as she dashed to the school gate, jumped into the waiting taxi outside, and almost hysterically called out the Tang Family’s address.

On the phone video, several ragged, dirty men were pressing down on a woman, whose face was given a close-up; she was her closest relative.

Tang Yanqi’s mind was already incapable of any coherent thought, and the car sped off rapidly in the early morning, allowing Tang Yanqi to rush into the Tang Family’s house, where no one had even risen yet.

Tang Yanqi, reckless and disregarding everything, stormed into the room of Tang Ruhai and Shen Wanqing, startling them out of their sleep.

Tang Ruhai squinted his eyes to adjust to the sudden light, looking at Tang Yanqi: "What are you...?"

Before he could finish his sentence, Tang Yanqi had already rushed to his side, phone in hand: "What is this? What is this?"

Her face was bright red, her eyes bloodshot as if bursting with fury, her whole demeanor exuding a menacing aura, enough to make one shiver.

Tang Ruhai fixed his gaze on the phone for a second and then immediately looked at the person beside him.

Tang Yanqi followed his gaze, seeing that Shen Wanqing was surprisingly calm.

"Was it you?"

Shen Wanqing tugged at the silk nightgown on her body: "It was me. That’s the fate that woman deserves for killing my Wanwan. Even if she dies ten times over, it wouldn’t ease my hatred."

Tang Yanqi attacked Shen Wanqing madly, but Shen Wanqing was no pushover, and the two of them ended up tangled in a fight.

Tang Yanqi lost it, and Shen Wanqing went crazy too.

Eventually, it was Tang Ruhai’s stern shout that brought people in to separate them, while Shen Wanqing seemed to have an emotional breakdown, yelling, crying, and laughing: "Retribution. It’s her retribution. Retribution. Hahaha..."

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Returning to that small house once more, this time, Tang Ruhai did not blindfold her. Tang Yanqi walked up to the second floor and struggled to push open the door. The person who should have been lying in bed was sprawled on the ground in an extremely strange posture, and the curves on those machines had turned into straight lines.

The air even carried a faint stench; what did it mean, what did it represent? Tang Yanqi understood more clearly than anyone else.

Her knees thudded heavily on the ground—why? Why did things come to this?

She clearly had gained her mother’s place, settled her mother’s debts to the Tang Family, and was only waiting for Sheng Jianan to return to tell him everything.

Tell him she was not Miss Tang, reveal all the shackles on her, confess that she had loved him for a long, long time.

But why?

Why did things turn out this way?

In just two days, Tang Yanqi’s world was utterly reversed.

Her mother’s death became the last straw that broke the camel’s back.

"Tang Yanqi, I know all about the Sheng Family, and everything here was what your mother owed Wanqing. I will take care of things here, don’t expect to call the police. Without the Sheng Family, you are nothing and cannot fight me, and the Sheng Family will no longer accept you. From now on, you have no ties with the Tang Family."