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He couldn't deny it; Fang Jingguo tried to defend himself, albeit clumsily.

Qiao Ziyuan chuckled softly beside him, silently adding fuel to the fire.

"Indeed, every person's fingerprints are unique. If Mr. Fang truly feels wronged, it so happens that the Qiao Corporation has its own testing facility. We could arrange for a thorough examination."

Fang Jingguo dared not take up the offer and promptly waved his hands. "There's no need for that."

"Then you admit to it." Chu Yuening extended her hand, speaking politely but with a distant air. "I would appreciate it if Mr. Fang could repay the debt, adjusted for Hong Kong's bank interest rates over the past decade."

"Still, Sister is so kind. You didn't even charge interest according to today's rates due to inflation." Qiao Xing flattered without hesitation, only to rebuke Fang Jingguo when he saw his darkened expression, "Hurry up and pay! Stop dawdling!"

Fang Jingguo, fearing to offend the Qiao family, reluctantly took out a check.

As he finished writing the final zero on it,

Chu Yuening swiftly pulled out the check.

Looking at the IOU in her hands, Fang Jingguo asked with a stern face, "Can I tear up the IOU now?"

"Would you think that repaying the money clears your debt with the Chu family?" Chu Yuening unwrapped a piece of chewing gum and glanced sideways at the gloom pervading the Fang residence as she chewed.

"You still owe the Chu family."

After saying this, she smiled slightly at the crowd, remembering something.

"By the way, I have no connection with the Fang family, so I hope you can help to refute any rumors."

With that, Chu Yuening left without looking back.

The worldly allure of wealth and glory that others coveted held no sway over her.

Everyone was stunned by the turn of events.

The scene remained eerily quiet for a long while.

Suddenly, a piercing scream echoed.

Upon looking, they saw Bi Hong lying on the ground in agony, his body convulsing violently. Both his arms were twisted into an unnatural pretzel shape, continuously contorting.

It was as if an impish child was playfully toying with a toy.

Bi Hong was in unbearable pain, and just as he was on the verge of blacking out from it, he decided to put his faith in the Yin Fetus's prediction and pleaded incessantly.

"I'm sorry, it was Father's fault. Please, my babies, don't torment me anymore."

But no matter how much he begged, the pain did not subside; instead, it continued to intensify.

The more he suffered, the more the girl's cold words echoed in Bi Hong's mind.

—"Don't you know what to do?"

Shakily, he pulled himself up.

Thud!

Bi Hong knelt before the young starlet, banging his forehead against the floor in supplication. "Annie, please... please forgive me."

The young starlet thought of her stillborn fetuses, her vision blurred by tears. She was just a country bumpkin who had come to the city to pursue her dreams, constantly running between film sets to make a name for herself.

Gradually, she realized that effort was futile.

To achieve success, one still relied on connections. Tempted by wealth and power, she became Bi Hong's mistress. However, she genuinely wanted to keep the child.

She had suffered enough; she didn't wish for the child to endure the same fate.

She pleaded with Bi Hong, again and again.

Yet, she couldn't save that poor child.

The young starlet smiled bitterly. "You... Do you realize your mistake?"

Bi Hong screamed in agony, repeatedly slamming his head on the floor. The more pain he felt, the harder he hit his head, until the ground was stained with blood.

"I... I know, I know I was wrong. Ah ah ah, Anni." Bi Hong was tormented.

"I forgive you," the young starlet wiped her tears with one hand.

In an instant, the intense pain that Bi Hong was enduring seemed to pause. His arm even stopped contorting, and he lifted his now-normal hand in disbelief.

"No more pain... It's really gone!" Bi Hong was ecstatic, attempting to rise from the floor despite the blood on his forehead.

The audience was in disbelief.

The pain had actually stopped.

So... didn't that mean Chu Yuening had truly diagnosed the issue with just a glance?

Was it truly the work of a Yin fetus?

A mystery that eluded four or five Feng Shui experts, yet she saw through it effortlessly. How immense was her power?

Everyone shuddered with awe.

Just as Bi Hong was about to stand up, the young star clenched her teeth and, with a fierce determination, slapped him hard across the face.

"To forgive? You must be dreaming!"

The fledgling star slapped repeatedly, almost in a frenzied state, hatred burning in his eyes.

"Apologize? Go to hell and say sorry to the child!"

Before Bi Hong could cover his face, another searing pain shot through his arm, rendering it limp once more.

He fell to his knees, howling in agony.

Chapter 60

The young star bolted after the assault.

Fang Jingguo, completely unprepared for such a turn of events, rushed over to Qiao Ziyuan, who had yet to leave. "Mr. Qiao, I'm so sorry for this embarrassing scene."

Qiao Ziyuan's amiable smile remained unwavering. "Mr. Fang, you're being too hard on yourself, but..."

He turned thoughtfully towards Fang Zhanwen.

Fang Zhanwen knew that Qiao Ziyuan was the company's most significant partner and had approached to offer a toast.

"No need." Qiao Ziyuan intercepted the incoming glass of wine with a gentle smile. "The Fang family is in disarray, and the Qiao corporation has always been cautious when choosing partners. I hope we'll have another opportunity to collaborate in the future."

Upon hearing this, Fang Jingguo's knees went weak.

So... he meant there would be no cooperation?

"President Qiao, please let me explain."

"There's no need for an explanation," Qiao Ziyuan replied, his smile warm but his words cutting.

"Someone like that won't shed a tear until they see the coffin," Qiao Xing intercepted Fang Jingguo, seething with anger. "You want clarity, right? Fine, let me tell you!"

"Have you heard about my brother's previous coma?"