But ng Guan had no regrets.
While being chastised by the leadership, he gritted his teeth in rage, "I only regret not beating him to death!"
The old bureau chief was infuriated, "Have you gone mad?"
ng Guan was quickly driven out of the office.
Gao Lian looked at ng Guan and heaved a heavy sigh, "It’s not worth it for such a person."
"It’s not worth it," ng Guan replied, his eyes reddening, "but my sister is gone, can’t I vent my anger?"
Gao Lian fell silent.
The pain of losing a loved one—you never know how deep it is until it happens to you.
Gao Lian looked at him and eventually only said, "He won’t get off lightly, I can still stack so charges against him, aim for the death penalty."
"Thanks," ng Guan said, lightly punching him on the shoulder, "It’s up to you now."
Gao Lian felt a pang of regret and gave him a big hug.
The Bai Family had collapsed.
The Bai Family’s chairman was suspected of murdering his wife, and his years-long image as a good man was destroyed in an instant.
Even the entire internet was filled with condemnation.
So people can afford to make mistakes, while others cannot.
The good reputation that Bai Zhengyuan had garnered among the people turned viciously against him at that mont.
Those who once respected him, who adored him, now joined the movent against the Bai Family, and Bai Zhengyuan in prison had beco a rat crossing the street.
The first trial’s verdict ca in, and Bai Zhengyuan was sentenced to life imprisonnt.
Unsatisfied with the trial’s outco, ng Yue’s family appealed.
During the second trial, the Bai Family announced bankruptcy; all their assets were split up by the shareholders, and all the real estate under Bai Zhengyuan’s na had been mortgaged. Furthermore, he was in debt by over two hundred million yuan.
The verdict of the second trial was handed down swiftly, and Bai Zhengyuan was sentenced to death.
This ti, it was Bai Zhengyuan’s family that was dissatisfied with the trial’s outco and requested an appeal.
Upon hearing the news, Bai Zhengyuan shed tears of agitation, "My daughter is still alive, still alive..."
However, the Supre People’s Court dismissed the appeal.
News of Bai Zhengyuan’s death sentence shook the entire internet.
The Tang Family felt an endless procession of sighs at the news.
Zhao Siyan sat at the dining table, her gaze fixated on the words "wife murder case" and "death sentence" in the newspaper before her, as a glistening tear fell from her eye.
After all, it had been over twenty years, and even the greatest hatred seed particularly trivial in the face of death.
Less than two months ago, ng Yue had been sitting in front of her, elegantly discussing future plans.
Now, all these plans were yet to be realized; she had not even found her biological daughter before she left this world.
As Zhao Siyan sighed, she also felt very sad.
Fortunately, those who do evil eventually reap what they sow.
Tang Huaiyuan gently patted his wife’s back, whispering, "Don’t be sad, the dead can’t be brought back to life."
Zhao Siyan put the newspaper aside, her mood subdued as she responded.
Tang Huaiyuan spoke again, "What a pity, I just received the latest news yesterday. ng Yue’s daughter was taken away by Yun Wenwan all those years ago, given to a certain family surnad Mu."
Zhao Siyan looked at her husband, "Have they been found?"
"Not yet, the Mu family has moved away. It was a very remote place with hardly any records. It’s like looking for a needle in a haystack, where could it be that easy to find?"
Zhao Siyan’s mood plumted further, "If she is still alive, she would have been so pleased to hear this news."
Tang Huaiyuan remained silent, gently patting her shoulder in comfort.
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