Chapter 2 Ten Million Being Stolen

• “Mu Tongrui?! Why are you here?”
• Suddenly, a middle-aged woman's voice was heard. As soon as Mu Tongrui turned her head, she saw her stepmother, Shen Qiu, coming in from outside.
• The pair of scumbag and b*tch upstairs also looked downstairs after hearing the sound.
• A trace of panic flashed across Jian Zhe's eyes. “Tongrui, w-why are you back?”
• Mu Tongrui curled her lips and stared at Jian Zhe with a sneer. “This is my home, why can't I come back?”
• Shen Wanyue, who was leaning in Jian Zhe's arms, smirked, and mocked, “Your home? This villa is not called the Mu Residence now.”
• Mu Tongrui frowned. “What do you mean?”
• Dressed in a short skirt and a pair of high heels, Shen Wanyue walked down the stairs slowly. “Ten months ago, your father, Mu Guangqing, committed suicide by jumping off the building, leaving behind a large amount of debt. If it weren't for my mother, this villa would have to be mortgaged! So, this house no longer belongs to the Mu's now! It belongs to the Shen's!”
• Committed suicide by jumping off the building? How is that possible?
• Mu Tongrui grabbed Shen Wanyue's collar, and said angrily with a pale and agitated face, “What nonsense are you talking about? How could my father jump off a building? You'd better give me a clear explanation!”
• “Just talk with your mouth! Don't touch me! Let go of me, Mu Tongrui!”
• Bam!
• Mu Tongrui was pushed to the ground by Jian Zhe!
• Her whole body hurt like her bones were breaking!
• With bloodshot eyes, she stared at Jian Zhe and Shen Wanyue. “Return my dad to me! Did you join hands to kill my dad?”
• “Enough! You still have the audacity to ask about your dad, huh? Where were you when your dad was in trouble? You disappeared without saying a word for ten whole months, and yet you only think of him now? Humph! Your short-lived Dad has long been forced by his creditor to commit suicide by jumping off the building!”
• “That's impossible! I clearly deposited 10 million into his account! He can't be so desperate that he has to commit suicide!”
• “Ten million? Humph. Dream on! You don't have ten million.”
• Mu Tongrui's mind went blank. As she stared at Shen Qiu's vicious eyes, a terrible conjecture popped into her mind.
• Shen Qiu—her father's second wife, and her stepmother—stole the ten million she received in exchange for her dignity and innocence.
• This ten million was the money her father needed urgently!
• Mu Tongrui trembled with anger, and even her voice was trembling. She choked and said, “You stole the ten million, didn't you? You killed my father, right?! Return my dad to me! Return my dad to me!”
• Getting up, she quickly took a fruit knife from a table at the side, and headed toward Shen Qiu and Shen Wanyue!
• “Ah! She is crazy! Jian Zhe! Hurry up, and stop this lunatic!”
• Jian Zhe grabbed her wrist, while the fruit knife cut the skin on her arm, and fell to the ground, before it was kicked away by Jian Zhe.
• Shen Qiu stared at her defensively, and yelled angrily, “Wanyue! Go to take out her father's urn and return it to her!”
• Mu Tongrui parted her lips, staring at the urn in a daze...
• Dad’s urn... Is it really Dad's ashes inside?
• Shen Qiu took the urn and threw it into Mu Tongrui's arms. “The grave now is so expensive! It's also bad luck to put it at home! So, I'll just give it back to you! Just act like you don't know us when you see us in the future!”
• Mu Tongrui held the urn tightly in her arms, with tears rolling down her cheeks. “Dad, why did you jump off the building? How can you leave me before I can see you for the last time? You said you will wait for my return. You promised.”
• “Now that you have your father's urn, get out now! Jian Zhe, throw her out!”
• Jian Zhe violently pulled her injured arm and pushed her to the door. He also 'kindly' threw a hundred in cash to her, saying, “Tongrui, it's raining heavily, you should take a taxi and leave! Don't come here again!”
• Holding the money, she asked, “Are you dismissing a beggar?”
• The bill was instantly torn to pieces by her, and was thrown in his face. “Jian Zhe! I'll repay the things you; Shen Qiu and Shen Wanyue have done to me in hundredfold at any cost in the future!”
• Impatience flashed across Jian Zhe's face before he slammed the door shut!
• The wind from the door closing hit her small pale face, making her feel bitterly cold.
• With the urn in her arms, Mu Tongrui dragged her tired body in the heavy rain. Under the dark night, her shadow became long and lonely...
• “Dad, I'm taking you home.”
• After walking in the rainy night for some time, Mu Tongrui knelt down under the icy rain due to exhaustion. She carefully held the urn in her arms, her slender arms blocking the heavy rain. With her pale face hanging down, she raised the corners of her mouth slightly. “Dad, I can't walk anymore. We no longer have a home... but one day, I will take you back to our real home!”
• In the rainy night, a dazzling light shone on her body.
• A black low-key and luxury limited-edition Maybach stopped steadily after sudden braking.
• Inside the car, the driver looked at the thin and weak figure who had fainted in front of the car, and said nervously, “Oh no, Mr. Fu, I hit a woman.”
• The man's cold stern face was hidden under the dim light. The emotions on his face were difficult to be discerned. He said coldly, “Get her inside the car, and take her to the hospital.”