Half a month later, as expected.

Zhou Ninger "died by falling from a building due to depression" as a matter of course.

Song Xing and I were drinking tea on Zhou's most luxurious terrace, watching her being tied up in a car.

Zhou Lin looked coldly at her as she fell to the ground and crawled to his feet like a dog.

Disheveled Zhou Ninger grabbed his trouser legs, tears streaming down her delicate face, unable to hide her panic and helplessness.

"Daddy, it's me, Ninger. How could you abandon me? I love you so much. I've always been obedient and sensible, only listening to you. You promised to protect me for a lifetime!"

"You can't throw me away and live with that bitch and her bastard. They're complete frauds! They're trying their best to kill you!"

Zhou Lin laughed out of anger, a dangerous smile playing at the corners of his mouth, and he retorted:

"Bastard? My own daughter, Zhou Lin, why do you call her a bastard?"

"It's you! You have the dirty blood flowing through you, the blood left behind from who knows what dirty affair, just like your mother!"

Zhou Ninger was frightened and stopped crying, saying, "What?!"

Zhou Lin closed his eyes directly, apparently not wanting to bother with her, while the old butler beside him frowned slightly and explained:

"Miss, you have no blood relation to the Master.

"Because of this matter, the Master has been subjected to various difficulties by the Shen Family, and the Zhou Family's business has also been impacted.

"The Zhou Family has unanimously decided to send you to a sanatorium for a period of time."

A look of extreme terror appeared on Zhou Ninger's face. She looked incredulously at the expressionless Zhou Lin.

"Sanatorium?! Isn't that how the Zhou Family deals with dea..."

Zhou Lin impatiently interrupted her and coldly said:

"Enough, Butler, stop talking to her.

"In a few days, the young lady of the Zhou Family, Chu Ninger, will succumb to depression and die by falling from a building due to the pressure of online public opinion.

"From today on, the Zhou Family will only have one young lady, Zhou Xinger. Do you understand?"

The yard fell silent.

This was tantamount to reading Zhou Ninger's death sentence.

As she was dragged into the car and her mouth and nose covered, a glimmer of hope still lingered in her eyes, hoping that her loving father would let her stay.

Until the car door slowly closed and the heavy lock was about to fall, her despair and fear burned completely.

"Daddy, no! Mmm... help! Help..."

I stared at her final terror, expressionless.

The car door locked and drove into the dark night.

At this moment, would Zhou Ninger remember—the girl who was taken away by her people in a dim private room?

She was also so helpless and panicked, praying for the executioner to release her from the blade.

But in the end, she was dragged into the dark abyss, buried silently in the cold winter night.

I wiped away my tears and revealed a cold smile.

Zhou Ninger, oh Zhou Ninger.

What kind of taste is it to be sent to hell by your beloved father?

But don't worry.

Your beloved father, whom you've been longing for, will soon join you down there.