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Many years have passed since the incident, and the girl had long since taken her own life by jumping from a building.

There was no proof of his rape.

Even if someone were to speak up, he could easily smooth things over with money and power – his father was the Secretary of Administration.

"Everything must be backed by evidence. I didn't do it!"

Chu Yuening had anticipated Mu Xingwang's denial and wasn't hurried; she simply continued speaking.

"Bribing your way out, erasing any trace of your crime, and even portraying yourself as the noble victim – none of these would have been enough to drive the girl to suicide. It was you who sought her out again."

Mu Xingwang had once more coerced the girl into submission, this time in a hotel room where he sneered at her tears while tightening his belt.

"Zhon Yi wants to call the police? Go ahead, report me as many times as you like. I'll tell Uncle Policeman how many times you forced yourself on me."

This was the final straw that broke the camel's back for the girl.

She saw no hope in her life anymore; Mu Xingwang had set his sights on her, and even the place meant to uphold justice failed to protect her.

After Mu Xingwang left,

She climbed to the top of the hotel and leaped down, ending her life with a bloody mess before him.

Her dying wish was for Mu Xingwang to halt his criminal ways. She knew how despicable a person like him could be. She didn't want anyone else to suffer as she had.

Since she was going to die anyway,

She chose to die in front of Mu Xingwang, haunting him for life with guilt, preventing him from ever harming another soul.

Upon Chu Yuening's account,

The crowd fell silent.

Yin Yao gripped her wheelchair tightly, her heart aching for the girl's tragic story, making it hard for her to breathe.

It wasn't fair.

That girl shouldn't have met such a gruesome end. The one who deserved to die...was undeniably the rapist.

She visited the fortune teller and the more she observed, the more familiar the person seemed, until she finally recognized Mu Xingwang's face.

Yin Yao froze. "Mu Uncle's son?"

Mu Xingwang insisted, "Since you claim that I killed her, then present your evidence."

It had been over a decade since the incident.

He was confident that no evidence existed.

"You truly believe there's no proof?" Chu Yuening glanced at him indifferently.

After the girl had reported it, she was accompanied by a policewoman to have the semen stain examined by a forensic expert. The evidence was still preserved.

Unfortunately, the Mu family had suppressed it with their wealth before it could be presented.

Everything was due to Mu Xingwang's influential father.

"It's been six years. In those six years, you were haunted by visions of the girl's tragic death, causing you nightmares. You were terrified and dared not act recklessly again."

"This state didn't last long, roughly two months. Then you returned to your old ways."

"Flirting, drug abuse, brawling. Whenever you got into trouble, your family cleaned up after you. You grew more daring, until you met the daughter of your father's close friend."

"You regarded her as your White Moonlight, the love of your life."

Mu Xingwang's expression turned even more grim.

Only now did he begin to regret his decision to have his fortune told.

"Did you investigate me?"

"All your actions are under the scrutiny of heaven and earth; there was no need for an investigation," Chu Yuening replied calmly.

"You knew her family wouldn't be as easy to manipulate as the previous girl, considering her father was also wealthy. Moreover, their families were friends."

"You concealed your true, ugly nature and started pretending to be humble and respectful towards women. All this pretense was just to win her over, and you nearly succeeded."

Mu Xingwang's face darkened.

"Fortunately, the girl came to her senses in time. She decided to study abroad, with her dream being to dance ballet."

"What did you do?"

Chu Yuening looked straight at him. "I helped jog your memory. You took her to a restaurant to confess your love, even hiring a violinist to play alongside."

"You were deeply affectionate, as if she was the only one for you."

"You knelt on one knee and presented her with flowers. The whole restaurant cheered for you, praising your devotion."

"But she rejected you, citing differing future aspirations. In a fit of rage, she left the restaurant, and you bribed the driver to hit her, leaving her crippled for life. As a result, her dream of dancing was shattered, and her plans to study abroad were terminated."

"You visited her in the hospital, where she was hooked up to tubes, crying weakly. Seeing her dreams crushed, and knowing no man would ever find her attractive again due to her disability, you derived an twisted pleasure from it."

"During that period, you would deliberately tune the TV to dance programs. Every time you saw her in unbearable pain, it would make you delightfully happy for a while."

Yin Yao listened, feeling a growing sense of familiarity. Her delicate body trembled, tightly gripping the wheels of her wheelchair, her slender fingers bruising.

Because...

The heroine in the story was her.

Her dreams.

Her entire life.

All of it came to an abrupt end when that car rushed over.

Mu Xingwang sneered and clapped sarcastically.

"The Master is truly skilled at spinning tales, but unfortunately, you picked the wrong target. Had it been someone else, they might have had no way to defend themselves and could have really been wrongly accused."

"You know who my father is. With my family's social standing, would I need to engage in such acts? In Causeway Bay and Yau Ma Tei, women line up just for me, the Young Master Mu. Do I lack women?"

"In a nutshell, everything relies on evidence. If you have the capability, present your proof."

The more Mu Xingwang spoke, the more confident he became. He had already investigated and learned that Yin Yao's parents had accompanied her abroad for better treatment.

The previous girl had already taken her own life by jumping.

He was convinced that Chu Yuening had no evidence.

"Not that I bribed the driver to hit someone. You want that disabled person to confront me, right? Otherwise, hmph," Mu Xingwang scoffed coldly. "I'll sue you for defamation and demand one million in compensation! Even if you don't die, you'll wish you were dead!"

"I'm here."