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“What did you say?” Ye Caitang frowned in surprise and disbelief.
“Ye Muxue is dead,” Du Mingxiang said calmly. “The jail officer said that Ye Muxue couldn’t accept the fall from grace and killed herself.”
Ye Caitang had a conflicted look on her face.
“How could Ye Muxue be dead? Why don’t I believe it?”
She had yet to make Ye Muxue pay dearly for all the evil things that she did in her previous life.
How could Ye Muxue die so easily?
Du Mingxiang sighed.
“l don’t believe it either, but the reporters and dia all went to look at Ye Niuxue’s body today.”
“Moreover, it was Ye Nancheng who took the initiative to inform the dia.” “Ye Nancheng said that if it wasn’t for you, Ye Muxue wouldn’t have died.” “He also swore before all the dia that he would never forgive you.”
Ye Caitang:
“Hmph… Ye Muxue had only herself to bla for it.”
“Doesn’t Ye Nancheng know the logic of ‘no zuo no die’?”
“Sigh… Ye Nancheng is not a good person to begin with.”
Du Mingxiang said with concern,
“You must be careful and beware of Ye Nanchengs revenge.”
Ye Caitang replied.
“Du Mingxiang, thank you for informing about this. I’ll be careful.”
Du Mingxiang said, “That’s good. I’m shooting now. Bye.”
Ye Caitang said, “Bye.”
After hanging up, Ye Caitang looked out of the window with an inscrutable gaze.
Ye Muxue died just like that? She did not want to believe this.
As this thought flashed through her mind, Ye Caitang imdiately launched the browser on her cell phone and took a look at the trending headlines.
The first headline was indeed the news of Ye Muxue committing self-harm in prison.
She glanced at the accompanying photograph of Ye Muxue’s body in the news.
Her face was covered in scars and her original face could not be seen clearly. Her whole body was covered in bruises.
It did look like she died from self-harm.
Ye Caitang exited the browser with a cold face, deep in thought.
Why was it that when she looked at the photograph of Ye Muxue’s body—not only did she not feel the satisfaction of having her revenge—she even felt very uneasy?
Just as this thought flashed through her mind, Ye Caitang suddenly stood up.
If Ye Nancheng wanted to seek revenge on her, then the first person he would make a move on would definitely be her mother.
She imdiately rushed to Lin Sisi and instructed,
“Lin Sisi, help apply for leave later. I have sothing on and need to leave.’
“Okay. Do you need my help?”
Lin Sisi imdiately looked at Ye Caitang with concern.
“No, thank you.”
WIth that, Ye Caitang rushed to the psychiatric hospital as fast as she could without taking her bag.
Ye Nanchengs psychiatric hospital.
Ye Caitang rushed into the psychiatric hospital with Phantom.
She said to the two tall and burly bodyguards guarding the door,
“Open the door. 1 want to visit my mother.”
“No, no one can go in without Mr. Ye’s permission.”
The bodyguard said solemnly.
Ye Caitang glanced anxiously at the closed door and said coldly, “How much does Ye Nancheng pay you? I’ll pay you double. Let in.”
The bodyguards said, “Sorry, we have professional ethics too.”
Ye Caitang narrowed her black eyes.
“Get out of the way. Don’t force to fight you.”
The bodyguards imdiately looked at Ye Caitang mockingly.
“You want to fight us with your spindly arms and legs?”
“We can crush you with one finger.”
“If you’re smart, you’d better get lost. Otherwise, we’ll capture you and make you suffer a fate worse than death by servicing us.”
Ye Caitangs face suddenly turned cold.
“You forced into this.’
She suddenly threw a dash of modified powdered drug—that would make one go weak at the slightest inhalation—at the bodyguards.
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