"What's going on?" The noisy sound at the door quickly woke up Ren Fu and Ren Shiyu.
"Yutong? Why are you here?" Ren Shiyu looked displeased, but concealed it when he saw Tang Yutong. He couldn't reveal his true face until Tang Yutong had repaid his debt.
Upon hearing the concern and greeting from her beloved, Tang Yutong couldn't help but cry. Her large tears fell like broken strings. At this moment, Tang Yutong could finally stop being strong.
However, Tang Yutong's tears made Ren's mother roll her eyes. "What's going on? Did you have a fight with Mo Jin?" Ren Shiyu said, walking up to Tang Yutong and hugging her, but also reminding his parents that they couldn't be too harsh on Tang Yutong now. She still had Mo Jin behind her!
Ren's mother impatiently returned to the room under Ren's father's push, while Tang Yutong followed Ren Shiyu to his room.
Once in the room, Ren Shiyu closed the door behind him.
"What's wrong? What happened? Tell me quickly." His tone was always gentle, making Tang Yutong feel like she had found a comforting pillar. She told him everything that had happened.
After watching the video, Ren Shiyu was shocked for a long time. However, whether or not Mo Jin had done it, it was a good opportunity for Ren Shiyu.
In his eyes, which had just been gentle, calculations flashed.
"Yutong, don't cry. Listen to me. What you need to do now is to be strong and then avenge your uncle." Ren Shiyu knew Tang Yutong well. This was the time when Tang Yutong lost her mind. All the evidence pointed to Mo Jin. He just needed to add fuel to the fire.
Tang Yutong wiped away her tears. Ren Shiyu was right. Crying wouldn't solve the problem.
"Brother Shiyu, don't worry. I'm very strong."
Ren Shiyu gently caressed Tang Yutong's cheek, his heart filled with pity. "Yutong, I really feel sorry for you. Mo Jin is really too terrible. He first made me owe him gambling debts, and now he's discovered that your uncle's death is related to him. Don't you think this man deserves to die?"
Every word was like a drug that bewitched Tang Yutong's mind. Already filled with anger, Tang Yutong nodded in agreement.
If it weren't for Mo Jin, she would still be the high and mighty young miss of the Tang family, and she would still be with her beloved Shiyu brother.
Sensing Tang Yutong's change in mood, Ren Shiyu naturally knew what she was thinking.
"All of this is because of Mo Jin. Yutong, if you believe that everything will return to the way it was if this man dies, then I will help you. I will help you regain control of the Tang Group."
Tang Yutong blinked, a thought appearing in her mind.
Seeing that Tang Yutong was really listening to him, Ren Shiyu smiled imperceptibly. He was almost there.
"Yutong, think about it. If you personally kill Mo Jin, then you will also avenge your uncle. Your uncle can rest in peace under the nine springs."
Tang's father was Tang Yutong's weakest point. As expected, when this matter was mentioned, Tang Yutong clenched her fists fiercely.
Then she looked at Ren Shiyu with a determined gaze. "Shiyu brother, I understand now. I know what I should do."
Since everything originated from Mo Jin, then let everything return to its origin!
Unnoticed by Tang Yutong, Ren Shiyu had already curved his lips to the perfect angle.
As long as Mo Jin died, Tang Yutong would be convicted and sent to prison.
"By then, everything in the Tang family will be yours, won't it?" Ren Shiyu couldn't help applauding himself for his clever plan.
After wiping away her tears, Tang Yutong quickly figured out what to do next without needing any guidance from Ren Shiyu. With the determination to kill, she left the Ren family.
"Yutong, you can do it. You have to believe in yourself. Shiyu gege can give everything to protect you." Ren Shiyu suddenly grabbed Tang Yutong's hand and said these words before she left.
On the surface, he was showing concern for Tang Yutong, but in reality, he was reminding her not to implicate him.
Sure enough, after hearing Shiyu gege's concern, Tang Yutong tightened her grip on his hand. "Shiyu gege, don't worry. No one knows I came to see you today. This won't implicate you."
After getting the answer she wanted, Ren Shiyu didn't say anything more to Tang Yutong and urged her to leave since it was almost dawn.
On the way back, Tang Yutong wiped away her tears and gradually calmed down. Now, what she had to do was to avenge her father.
Meanwhile, in the villa, in Mo Jing's room.
In the pitch-black room, only a desk lamp on the desk was lit. Mo Jing's hands were clasped together, his long legs casually placed, and he was staring intently at something, lost in thought.
Although he didn't make any movements or speak, he still gave off an invisible pressure.
"Knock, knock." A sudden knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.
"What's the matter?" Even though he hadn't slept all night, Mo Jing was still very alert, with his inherent coldness.
"Young master, madam has returned," the butler trembled as he spoke. They were such a good couple, why did they argue every day?
After waiting for a while without hearing any sound from the room, the butler sighed silently and then turned and left. It was better to let the young couple solve their own problems.
Inside the room, Mo Jin had just opened his bright eyes after closing them for a moment. His thin lips were tightly pursed.
The wound, which had not been treated, had stained the gauze with dark red blood that had now solidified.
As if not feeling any pain, Mo Jin knocked on the table with his hand, stood up, and left the room.
After returning to the villa, Tang Yutong went straight to her room and crawled into bed.
She needed time to carefully prepare her plan.
When she heard the knocking on the door, Tang Yutong pulled the covers up.
The door was locked from the inside, and Mo Jin couldn't come in without a key.
But Tang Yutong underestimated Mo Jin's fighting power.
After several unsuccessful attempts at knocking, she heard a loud crack as the door handle broke open.
In a panic, Tang Yutong instinctively wrapped herself in the covers.
"What are you doing? Do you want to kill me?" Tang Yutong loudly questioned Mo Jin, using this way to cover up her inner fear.
This man was as terrifying as a demon from hell.
Step by step, Mo Jin stood at the foot of Tang Yutong's bed, his hands behind his back, his cold and angry eyes fixed on Tang Yutong.
One second, two seconds... The room was so quiet that even the sound of a pin dropping could be heard. The increasing pressure made Tang Yutong breathe more quickly.
"Where did you just go?" Mo Jin's voice fell on Tang Yutong's ear like a bomb, startling her.