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"I rarely come into contact with life outside the campus. To them, I'm the most foreign existence. I'll definitely make them lower their guard against me. Perhaps, it might be easier for them to sneak in!"

Mu Qianqian explained anxiously. She didn't know that her words were like a poisonous arrow that pierced Rong Heting's heart.

Was Shi Wenjie thinking the same thing? He was working with his son, Mu Shen, to send Mu Qianqian to his side in order to achieve his current goal.

Making him fall in love with Mu Qianqian, making him fall in love with her, scheming against his mother's life and death was not enough, and he still had to come to their Rong Family to seek revenge!

Shi Wenjie kidnapped Ling Ao's sister that year because of the extraordinary relationship between the Rong and Ling families. However, it was because Ling Ao's sister was destined to become his wife even before she was born!

Rong Heting's fingers caressed the tender skin on Mu Qianqian's neck. As long as he clenched his hand tightly, he could immediately break the neck of the ignorant little thing in front of him.

Ling Ao's mood also became tense. What Mu Qianqian said was exactly the situation that he was most worried about. He also suspected that Mu Qianqian was sent into Rong Manor by someone from the shadows.

After Mu Qianqian was able to transfusion for him, he even suspected that Mu Qianqian was his biological sister. However, the DNA test Rong Heting did with him changed all his extravagant hopes.

Now that Mu Qianqian mentioned her daughter Shi Wenjie, it would explain even more why she was able to give him blood transfusions.

Shi Wenjie had come to Dragon Country with his mother Mrs Wen and Rong Heting's mother Lady Ya. They all came from the same country, so it was difficult to protect their blood type.

Hua Yunrong also thought of the gentle woman who brought him out of the bloody slaughter. He thought of the warmth of his mother's embrace at that time. He couldn't help but blush as he looked at Mu Qianqian's delicate neck, which his elder brother was caressing.

He could not say anything to ask for Lili to be spared. Shi Wenjie's daughter, in her capacity as a girl, had become a matter of course, as had all the hardships Qianqian had gone through.

"Rong Heting, you don't believe me?" Mu Qianqian was still persistent.

Rong Heting was expressionless as he said in a low voice, "I believe that my little thing is always the best."

"Qianqian, don't be anxious. We need to check your father's condition first. This video was made a few months ago, and we were not checking on your father!"

Luo Yu hurriedly stepped forward, interrupting Mu Qianqian and told her a lie, "Don't make things difficult for boss, he's not in a good mood right now. Be a little more obedient and go out to play for a while."

"But, my father …"

"Damned girl, we were busy at first, and it wasn't to investigate your father. Since your brother encrypted this thing, it means that it hasn't been leaked yet. Let us discuss it. Let's go, don't cause trouble."

Yu Qing walked past everyone and directly walked to Mu Qianqian's side. He pulled Mu Qianqian's arm as if they were walking to the door, secretly relieved when he noticed that her delicate neck was separated from Rong Heting's broad palm.

Mu Qianqian's departure caused the main control room to fall into silence. Rong Heting's gaze locked onto the quiet door, where Mu Qianqian was long gone.

"Heting, Qianqian doesn't know what's going on. She's not acting." Ling Ao stated his conjecture and also said what he was thinking. "Heting, maybe I can ask Qianqian. If my sister is still alive, she …"

"No need to ask."

Rong Heting was also aware of Ling Ao's thoughts, "Ao, Qianqian is almost the same age as your sister. If she's not your sister, then there's no need to look for her."

Many things didn't need to be said explicitly. Everyone in the room was a meticulous elite, everyone could understand Rong Heting's hint.

The real young miss of Ling Family would have probably died a long time ago.

Mu Qianqian and Mu Shen were Shi Wenjie's children. If the child was taken away by Shi Wenjie to be taken care of, he would already be as tall and graceful as Mu Qianqian.

From the moment Mu Qianqian appeared in front of them, she had never mentioned anyone other than Mu Shen. In the school, only Ting Ye was Mu Qianqian's best friend. Everything proved that she didn't have that child in her life.

DNA testing also confirmed the relationship between Mu Qianqian and Mu Shen. If Mu Qianqian wasn't the child with lost Ling Family, then it could only mean that the child had been killed by Shi Wenjie eighteen years ago.

"I don't believe it! Shi Wenjie might not have killed her. Back then, she was just born when she was carried away. He had a son and a daughter himself, so why would he kill my sister?

Everyone present was aware of what happened that year. Seeing Ling Ao's remorseful and pained expression, none of them could bear it.

Hua Yunrong put his hand on Ling Ao's shoulder, "Ao, it's not your fault. It's all because of Shi Wenjie."2

Ling Ao gently pushed Hua Yunrong's hand away, closing his eyes and sinking into reminiscence.

"It was caused by Shi Wenjie. He stole my sister when someone was unprepared, but if I didn't run out of the ward that day, he wouldn't have had the chance to attack me!"

"If everything didn't happen, my sister would have enjoyed Jinghan's glorious life. She would have been the same age as Qianqian, and would have met someone who doted on her!"

Ling Ao imagined the scene he imagined countless times. When he opened his eyes again, it was filled with unwillingness.

"We must catch Shi Wenjie. He must personally repay everything he owes us!"

Rong Heting thought of the scene he saw many years ago, the explosion of his mother's car, and his father's paranoia of being alone. Everything was caused by Shi Wenjie.

The pure but beautiful face appeared in front of him again. Rong Heting stared at the seemingly friendly but actually ruthless man in the surveillance video and clenched his fists tightly.

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