I woke up in the hospital and learned that Song Qingci had already been arrested.

The media has sensationalized and spread the news, causing public outrage.

Even if the Song family wants to rescue Song Qingci, it won't be so easy.

I actively cooperated with the police's record and disclosed all of Song Qingci's actions.

After the police left, an unexpected visitor arrived.

My mother looked at me, who was tortured and barely recognizable on the bed, and thought for a while before speaking:

"You should take the initiative to seek reconciliation. Song Qingci's troubles are of no benefit to us! Your Uncle Song is furious."

I laughed bitterly, "Then what about me? What about everything I've suffered?"

"You should stay far away from him. If it weren't for you wanting to be with him back then, none of this would have happened."

Her tone was somewhat guilty, "In any case, do as I say! The Song family won't mistreat you."

"It's all my fault, isn't it? So that's how you think."

She didn't say anything more and got up to leave.

"Do it quickly, I'll wait for your news."

I closed my eyes, and tears slid down my cheeks.

...

After being discharged from the hospital, I went to visit Song Qingci.

He still had a calm and indifferent demeanor, as if it had nothing to do with him.

"You set the fire, didn't you? Did you also call the reporters?"

He casually replied, "I actually forgot. A rabbit can bite when it's desperate."

I looked at him and admitted frankly, "If we didn't make a big fuss about this, how would we bring someone like you, scum, to justice?"

He looked at me with a mocking gaze, "As long as I don't plead guilty, what can the police do to me? What can the law do to me?"

"Don't forget, this is Jiangcheng, the Song family's territory!"

I touched the wig on my head and smiled faintly, "Do you know how Zhao Changyang died?"

His gaze froze instantly, and he stared at me intensely, "What do you mean?"

"That's right, she died in a car accident. But it was caused by my mother hitting her with the car. I was in the car that day too."

"Do you remember when you showed me that photo? That's when I remembered. The hit-and-run driver you were looking for, turns out they were living under the same roof as you."

Song Qingci went crazy, banging his head against the railing in front of him and fiercely said, "I won't let you get away with this!"

I sighed, "By the way, you don't know yet, do you? That night, the reason why she panicked and ran into the middle of the road, wanting to die, was because she was violated by your father. It turns out that the culprit who couldn't protect her and caused her death was you!"

I continued with a tinge of regret, "If it weren't for you insisting that she come to your house to celebrate your birthday, if your father wasn't drunk, if your father didn't have such lustful desires, how could she have died?"

"She was only sixteen, and all of you are the murderers!"

I no longer paid attention to the hysterical man behind me and turned around, leaving the visiting room.