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Li Miao fell into a madness like a madman, cursing angrily, complaining about her past self.

Seeing that her strength was getting weaker and weaker, Lin Xiyou aimed at the right moment, took out a bouncing knife from her trouser pocket, and slashed at his wrist that was tightly choking his neck.

As soon as he let go of his palm, she suddenly raised her knee again and gave a hard blow, followed by a kick with her leg, which hit him in the center of his life, causing him to groan and fall to the ground in pain.

Panting heavily, Lin Xiyou questioned with red eyes: "In order to make money, you went to crooked ways, secretly replaced inferior materials, caused the construction site to collapse, crushed migrant workers to death, killed colleagues, framed people, buried the truth, and steal the day."

"Which one of these piles is not your fault?" In extreme anger, she reserved her remaining rationality and said to Li Miao.

He was too cunning. In the process of telling the past, he used Li Rongquan's pronoun, leaving his current Li Miao identity completely.

"As long as we can raise enough money for medical treatment, there is nothing we can't do!" He yelled in pain.

"Your mother's life is life, isn't the life of my father and those migrant workers not life!"

"It can only be said that everyone has their own destiny." Li Miao laughed wildly, without any regrets, "Whoever made Lin Zhengzhi know how to adapt, he deserves to die! Whoever made those migrant workers not operate according to the norms is also reaping the consequences!"

In this world, there are such unreasonable, shameless, and morally depraved people, but why can such people get away with it, be safe and sound, and stand on the top of the pyramid, enjoying the glory, wealth, and reputation?
Lin Xiyou was trembling with anger, and Li Miao's words and laughter made her angry.

She lost her mind for a moment, stepped on Li Miao's chest, and raised the sharp knife in her hand high, wishing to stab it hard.

"Come on, kill me. The murderer's daughter is also a murderer. Is it really a family? If you don't enter the family." Li Miao laughed wildly on her back, as if she was going all out, crazily provoking Lin Xiyou.

"My dad is not a murderer, you are!" She was full of anger and screamed.

"Don't you want to know how he died?" Li Miao burst into tears, "He was stupidly killed by himself!"

"He also believed in the nonsense that he pretended to surrender to Thaksin, cried bitterly and confessed to Thaksin, and immediately surrendered himself after drinking the last meal of wine."

"He's so drunk, what can he know? Oh, he knows engineering mechanics, or he taught it."

"Just like that, put yourself in the car, fasten the seat belt, lock the door, break the brace under the sole of the foot, and immediately step on the accelerator to the maximum."

"Wow, he just took off by himself, and flew straight to the sea."

"Bang bang—it's clean, everything is gone! It's like a bird flying in the sky without a trace."

Li Miao was still laughing wildly, proud of the seamlessness of the clothes she made.

"Li Rongquan!"

Hearing the scene before his father's death, Lin Xiyou's eyes were tearing apart, her psychological defenses completely collapsed, and her sanity disappeared.

Knowing that the evidence of the old past has been completely destroyed by Li Miao, she can no longer suppress the monstrous hatred in her heart.

She completely let herself go mad.

If the only way to fight against the insane demons is by incarnating as a devil, then she is willing to perish together and fall into the boundless abyss of darkness.

Lin Xiyou raised the knife in her hand and gathered all her strength to stab Li Miao in the chest.

"Can't!"

There was a hasty stop sound next to her ear, which awakened the little bit of reason left in her.

Her wrists were tightly held, her body was gently lifted, and she slowly moved away from where Li Miao was lying.

"Such a person doesn't deserve to dirty your hands."

"Hey, let's put down the knife first, so as not to hurt ourselves, it's not worth it."

Lin Xiyou's empty eyes gradually regained their light, and she looked at Song Ziyuan in front of her dully, tears welling up in her eyes.

"But such a heinous person, how can he get away with it!" She was still emotionally agitated and heartbroken, "My father was upright and kind all his life, but he suffered innocent injustice and died under the loess."

"Believe me, he cannot escape the responsibility and will be brought to justice." He gently comforted her, took her into his arms, stroked the top of her hair, and slowly took the knife away from her hand.

And Li Miao had already been restrained by Wei Ba and two bodyguards, a trace of fear flashed across his arrogant face, he quickly calmed down, and shouted angrily: "Let me go, now is a society ruled by law, you have no right to restrict me personal freedom."

The two bodyguards did not move at all, Wei Ba gave him a stern "pooh", "You still know how to use the law as a protective shield? How about we enter the bureau and talk about the law?"

"Heh." Song Ziyuan laughed, settled Lin Xiyou, turned around and walked in front of Li Miao, without saying a word, raised his fist and punched him hard in the abdomen.

He used all his strength for this punch, and Li Miao's face twisted in pain, and he curled up into a ball, unable to even show his prestige.

"What do you all want?" Li Miao twitched and struggled to make a sound.

"I'll let you eat in prison seriously." Song Ziyuan's complexion was frosty, with a sarcastic smile at the corner of his mouth, and a icy coldness in his eyes.

"Let that beast go." He gave the order to the bodyguards, and when he turned to walk towards Lin Xiyou, the ice on his face had receded, and his eyes were full of warmth.

"Let's go home." His voice returned to the unique sunny voice, warm as ever.

Song Ziyuan picked up Lin Xiyou who was in a daze, and left the cemetery without looking back.

……

After returning to Haishi, Lin Xiyou fell seriously ill. She had a high fever and kept talking in her dreams. She woke up and fell asleep from time to time.

Song Ziyuan stayed close to her and took good care of her. By the time she fully woke up, it was already late at night on the third day.

She seemed to wake up from a big dream, "Why are you here?"

"You deliberately pushed me away, how can I hold you back. You hide in the dark, and I will stand behind you."

"What about that person?"

"He gave me a good beating and we ran away."

"Then will you?"

"He didn't dare to report the case because he was afraid of being exposed. We acted upright and sat upright, and at worst we would pay some medical expenses."

Lin Xiyou nodded, "As long as you don't get involved."

"What are you going to do next?"

She lowered her eyes and remained silent, but her silent anger leaked from her tightly clenched fists.

"If you choose to stand in the shadows, I am willing to accompany you in the darkness." Song Ziyuan promised, and asked calmly: "It's just that if you use evil to fight evil, you will only become a person like him. Is this what you want to see?" Did you get the result?"

Her eyes froze, she shook her head, "But, I have no choice."

"He did all kinds of evil things, but he got away with it. I finally learned the truth about my father's tragic death, but there was nothing I could do about him."

"The witnesses and physical evidence from ten years ago have already been destroyed by him. I only hate myself for being incompetent and unable to do anything." She covered her face and sobbed, feeling depressed.

Song Ziyuan accompanied her quietly, stroking the top of her hair, "Where there is shadow, there must be sunshine."

"Light and shadow walk together, let's take a long-term plan. We must use proper methods to make him sentenced to justice and eat in prison openly!"