That night, no matter how Bo Jiangdai tried to coax him, he remained silent, only shedding tears in silence.

Bo Jiangdai knew he had heard her, and she also knew how unbearable that was for a ten-year-old child.

She had imagined countless ways to tell Qin Zhouyu this, but she never thought that he would hear it himself.

The adults' sordid lives were laid bare before the innocent and pure children, shamelessly polluting their pure hearts.

He was still just a child. When his tears ran dry and he was tired from crying, he closed his eyes.

Bo Jiangdai dried his face, covered him with a blanket, and fell asleep with him.

However, he woke up again in the middle of the night, remembering what he had heard in the afternoon, remembering Qin Jingxiao, and remembering the woman and the child he had mentioned.

After thinking about all that, he recalled Qin Jingxiao's indifference, impatience, and disregard for him when they were children, and also the excuses he had made for him.

As he was thinking, he suddenly remembered a dog that Qin Jingxiao had raised when he was a child. He remembered that Qin Jingxiao had spoiled it a lot back then, but later the dog died, and Qin Jingxiao stopped loving it and left it in the yard, telling the servants to take care of it.

He got up quietly so as not to disturb Bo Jiangdai.

He walked to the long mahogany table and flipped through the documents on it. After searching for a long time, he finally found the folder containing information about the woman who had destroyed his family. It contained her name, address, spouse, and photos of her family.

He wrote down the address, took the photo, and lay back down on the bed.

The next morning, he went to school as usual. He knew that Bo Jiangdai would have the driver wait for him at the school gate ten minutes before school ended, so he climbed over the wall and ran out of the campus after the first class. During the first class, he had already asked his deskmate how to take the subway and bus.

When he arrived at the area where the Liang family villa was located, he saw the security booth at the entrance and was annoyed that he had forgotten about it, but he was unwilling to go back.

He held the small knife hidden in his pocket and waited patiently for his chance.

He waited for almost an hour before he finally saw an opportunity. He saw two boys, one older and one younger, walking towards him. The older one was about five years older than him, and the younger one was about his age. They both seemed a little uneasy, but they had one thing in common: their eyes were fixed on the security booth.

The two of them wanted to go in.

The thought flashed through Qin Zhouyu's mind, so when the two passed by him, he followed behind them, pretending that they were together.

As they stood together at the security booth, his heart pounded. He was afraid that the two children would suddenly turn around and find a stranger behind them, and he was also afraid that the security guard would notice something was wrong and not let him in.

Fortunately, the two children didn't notice, and the security guard, just as he thought, grouped him with the two children. After the older child gave the address, the security guard let them in.

After entering the villa area, he couldn't help but think to himself, "So all I have to do is give them my house number to get in."

He pulled a small piece of paper from his pocket; it was the address he had written down that morning in case he forgot.

"18-306." He read it aloud, then suddenly looked up at the two children walking a short distance ahead. The two of them had just read out the same house number, "18-306."

Qin Zhouyu put the note back in his pocket, thinking to himself, "So, all I have to do is follow behind them."

He quietly followed them to the front of the Liang family villa.

Looking at the mansion in front of him, which was in no way inferior to his own villa, Qin Zhouyu felt an even greater urge to gnash his teeth in hatred.

Isn't that woman satisfied with living such a wealthy life?

Why would you want to break up his family?

Hatred consumed him in an instant. He reached into his pocket, gripped the knife, and prepared to rush in and kill the woman in the photo the moment he saw her.

Then, when Qin Jingxiao learned of this and came to settle accounts with him, he took out this knife and killed him as well.

After waking up in the middle of the night last night, he stopped treating Qin Xiaojing as his father and stopped making excuses for him.

He now clearly understood that Qin Xiaojing's cold treatment of him over the years was not due to any so-called "silent fatherly love," but rather because he had never treated him as his son at all.

They killed their own naivety, and he wanted them to pay with their lives.

As for what will happen next, he hasn't thought about it; his mind is filled with nothing but hatred.

But before he could even see the woman, a commotion broke out inside.

A tall, handsome man opened the door and ruthlessly threw a little girl out. The little girl fell to the ground, her palms bleeding from the friction against the floor.

Qin Zhouyu recognized them as the woman's husband and daughter.

The little girl, tears streaming down her face, sobbed, "Daddy, I just wanted to ask where Mommy went. Why did you hit me?"

Liang Qiancong stood motionless at the door and said coldly, "I told you she's dead, but you wouldn't listen and kept bothering me. I can only let you calm down."

Two more children ran out of the house, and Qin Zhouyu recognized them as the two he had been following all along.

The younger child quickly helped Liang Qing up, brushing the dust off her clothes and comforting her, "Don't cry, don't cry."

The older child stood in front of them and said to Liang Qiancong, "Uncle, Xiaoqing is still just a child and can't accept Auntie right now..."

Seeing Liang Qiancong's suddenly cold gaze, he had no choice but to change his words: "It's normal that she can't accept this for a while. You shouldn't treat her like this."

Liang Qiancong's eyes sharpened, and he said in a deep voice, "Liang Run, how dare you try to teach me how to do things?"

"Uncle, you've misunderstood. I just thought..." Before Liang Run could finish speaking, he received a solid slap across the face, which turned his face to the side.

When Liang Mu saw Liang Run being beaten, his face turned pale with fright. "Brother!"

Liang Qiancong withdrew his hand, his dark eyes sharp and his expression sinister and frightening. He said in a stern voice, "What do you think you are? How dare you say 'what do you think' in front of me? Putting aside the fact that I am your elder, you should have at least some respect for me. Not to mention, who in the entire family doesn't live by my nose? Don't even mention you, even your father has no right to point fingers at me."

Liang Qing was so frightened by the scene that she forgot to breathe. She didn't even have time to cry. She rushed over and hugged Liang Qiancong's leg, hurriedly admitting her mistake, "Dad! I was wrong. Please don't hit Run-ge. I was wrong!"

Liang Run's face burned with pain, and his ears were ringing. After a while, he turned his head and saw Liang Qing apologizing to Liang Qiancong in such a frightened state. He couldn't bear it and was about to step forward to persuade her when Liang Mu grabbed him.

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