When He An returned and saw the vacant house, his instinct was to panic. He then laughed at himself with self-derision, "Kang Jinxian, you’ve got guts." Kang Jinxian was missing, and Kang Jinse couldn’t find Ji Yunya or see He An. She was nearly at the point of calling the police, but she couldn’t; with Jinxian being at the eye of the storm, if news of her disappearance got out, who knew what kind of commotion it would cause? She was even more afraid that someone with ill intentions would harm Jinxian. What if Jinxian had left on her own? Kang Jinse thought about this possibility. Yes, that must be it, she assured herself. She knew she was deceiving herself, but what else could she do? Really take it to the police station? Anyway, Jinxian didn’t have many days left to live; let it be. Kang Jinse returned to the Yun Family home, where a throng of reporters encircled the entrance, waiting for the protagonist of the scandal to appear, yet despite days of vigil, not a shadow was seen. The moment Kang Jinse’s car appeared, it was besieged by reporters, making it impossible to move. Reporters frantically banged on the car windows as if they wanted to capture her facial expressions accurately through the glass. Kang Jinse blasted the horn uncontrollably and started the car without care—reporters wanting a headline would also need to want their lives, as they scattered away. She then sped into the estate, leaving the reporters blocked outside. Aunt Li saw Kang Jinse walking in, and with contempt, she pursed her lips. This woman still had the gall to show her face, taking that shameless sister of hers, rolling smoothly out of the Yun Family. Kang Jinse ignored Aunt Li’s gaze and asked, "Where is Aunt Yun?" Aunt Li, while wiping the table, responded, "The lady has gone on a long trip." Kang Jinse frowned, "Where has she gone?" "How would I know? I’m just a servant; do masters report their whereabouts to their servants?" Kang Jinse pursed her lips and stepped towards the upstairs. Shortly after, she came back down carrying two suitcases. At that moment, Su Ye walked in from outside, took the luggage from Kang Jinse’s hands, and left the living room. Kang Jinse said to Aunt Li, "I am leaving now. If Aunt Yun returns, please relay a message to her that I will come to visit her when I have time." Aunt Li chuckled dismissively, "I will convey your words accurately, Miss Kang. Safe travels." Out of sight, out of mind—she couldn’t be bothered about Aunt Li’s attitude. She looked at the place she had lived in for over a decade; her eyes held melancholy and reluctance, but ultimately she turned away decisively, stepping out of the grand castle. As Kang Jinse’s retreating figure moved further away, Aunt Li spat out in disdain, "That woman is finally gone, and now things will be quiet around here." At that moment, the sounds of painful moans from a woman echoed from the bedrooms, prompting Aunt Li to shout towards the kitchen. Cuicui hurried out. "This old woman’s addiction is getting worse; this can’t go on. Should we say something to the young mistress?" Cuicui hesitated. Aunt Li glared at her, "Why bother with so much? Just do your job." Cuicui acknowledged with an ’oh’, carrying the prepared items and using the key to open the bedroom door. She pushed the door and entered. Aunt Li yawned, feeling sleepy, and headed to her room for a rest. No sooner had Aunt Li returned to her room than a woman’s scream was heard. Thinking it was the old woman, she was accustomed to it and did not pay much attention, lying down in bed to sleep. Soon, a figure swiftly exited the bedroom, practically sprinting barefoot away from the living room. This text is hosted at ⓝovelFire.net In the bedroom, Cuicui lay on the ground with her head bleeding profusely, a lamp overturned by her feet. A man laid in the bed, eyes closed and an expression of tranquillity on his face, seemingly dead for quite some time. Kang Jinse sat in the driver’s seat, with Su Ye in the passenger seat, ready to start the car and leave, when suddenly the rear passenger door was pulled open and someone climbed in. "Take me to see Shenshen." The voice was very hoarse, making the listeners dreadfully uncomfortable. Kang Jinse turned her head to look, startled by the sight. The woman’s hair was disheveled, her body as thin as a mummy, eyes deeply sunken, and her cold gaze was eerie, involuntarily causing one’s heart to race. It was hard to imagine that this mummy-like old woman was once the radiant Yun Shu. Thinking of Ji Yunya, the fear in her heart deepened. Her guess was indeed correct; Yun Shu had also fallen into Ji Yunya’s hands. Yun Shu stared at her coldly, "Did you not hear what I just said?" Kang Jinse was somewhat afraid of Yun Shu in this state and subconsciously asked, "Where is Yun Shen?"