Chapter 277: Chapter 277

Song Ke couldn’t believe his eyes as he looked at Zhang Ya.

He refused to believe it!

But the person in the footage was indeed Zhang Ya! And he could tell these videos hadn’t been edited!

So, the good person he thought he knew was actually a wolf in sheep’s clothing?

The heart rate monitor started blaring due to Wei Song’s out-of-control heartbeat.

An Yan calmly gave him an injection, and within a few seconds, everything returned to normal.

Lai Ming looked at An Yan in astonishment before slowly giving her a thumbs-up. "Impressive!"

An Yan arched an eyebrow. "Average! Keep going!"

"Alright!" Lai Ming indeed continued. "You don’t think your delicate wife has been chaste for you, do you? Are you thinking that this happened after you were in a coma?"

"No, look at the date in the top-left corner of the footage. She was already this kind of woman before you married her! It’s just that you weren’t her sugar daddy back then!"

Wei Song gazed coldly at Zhang Ya. "Do you have anything to say?"

Zhang Ya simply stopped pretending. "There’s nothing to say! As he said, I married you for your money. But what a pity you’re so stingy, giving your ex-wives a million a month and me only a hundred thousand!"

"Wei Song, do you treat me differently because you really think I’m an innocent, simple-minded girl charmed by your old-man scent?"

"Moreover, the footage Lai Ming has isn’t complete. I have more. Want to see it?"

As she spoke, she handed her phone to Wei Song. On it were shocking photos of Zhang Ya cavorting with several of Wei Song’s sons!

This time, Wei Song finally lost control completely. His breath caught in his throat, and it looked like he was about to meet his maker.

An Yan intervened again!

About twenty seconds later, Wei Song returned to normal.

An Yan glanced at everyone with a raised eyebrow. "Continue! With me here, no amount of shock can kill him!"

Everyone was speechless.

"There you have it, that’s the whole story," Lai Ming said. "Since you didn’t die, let’s agree to keep to our own paths and part on good terms!"

After saying that, Lai Ming prepared to leave.

But he couldn’t leave because the place had been surrounded by police.

Lai Ming, his expression dark, negotiated with the police. "We simply came to visit a patient. Officer, if you want to arrest someone, bring out the evidence!"

The police were at a loss for words due to his argument.

Just as Lai Ming and the others were about to strut away, Wei Song spoke, "The evidence is with me!"

Lai Ming was speechless.

Wei Song, trembling slightly, pointed to the wall. "There’s a safe inside. The code is ******."

Officer Xiaohe stepped forward and opened the safe. Inside, gold bars were stacked neatly, reaching more than half a person’s height.

The gleam blinded Lai Ming and the others. Especially Zhang Ya.

She never knew the old man had a safe in this shabby house, let alone that it contained so many gold bars. If she had known, she would have simply waited by the old man’s side for him to die.

Regrettably, one can’t buy foresight!

Moreover, on top of the gold bars were three ledgers, each as thick as a dictionary. These recorded every operation Wei Song had been involved in since he started out.

Zhang Ya, Lai Ming, and the others were taken away. Even Wei Song’s private doctors, Wang Yifan and Li Qingqing, couldn’t escape. Having been with Wei Song for years, these two had certainly helped him harm quite a few people! All their dirty dealings were meticulously recorded in Wei Song’s ledgers.

Once everyone had been taken away, Wei Song looked at the lead officer. "Does this count as atoning for my crimes?"

The officer replied, "A voluntary confession can merit a plea for a reduced sentence..."

"Just a reduction?" Wei Song asked.

Wei Song closed his eyes, then suddenly grabbed the needle An Yan had inserted into him and began poking himself haphazardly. Officer Xiaohe quickly realized what was happening and immediately subdued him.

Wei Song had already poked himself to the brink of drowsiness, a smug smile spreading across his lips. "I won’t go to prison, not even if I die..."

With a single poke from An Yan’s finger, his alertness was instantly restored.

"If you want to die, you’ll wait until after your crimes have been sentenced and you’re in prison!" An Yan retorted.

Shocked, Wei Song gazed at An Yan. He knew she was skilled in medicine, but he hadn’t realized she was *this* skilled! Was she even human?

Officer Xiaohe was both surprised and delighted. "Thank you, Miss An Yan!"

Miss An Yan’s medical expertise had never disappointed.

With the matter resolved, An Yan turned her attention to the Bai Wu in her mind. This time, to her surprise, the Bai Wu straightforwardly and generously spat out five Yezi.

She wondered how many people each of these five Yezi represented that she had saved!

Leaving the Wei Family, An Yan saw Li Tianyao’s car. Just as she stepped forward, intending to approach it, the car suddenly sped away in another direction.

An Yan was speechless. What was up with Li Tianyao now? She had come to the Wei Family with his consent, and she had worn a camera the whole time so he could see what was happening in real-time. Why would he just drive off upon seeing her?

Wen Ya said, "Miss, could it be that Lord Nine is embarrassed?"

Li Tianyao, embarrassed? That couldn’t be, could it?

Upon arriving at the villa, she found out Li Tianyao hadn’t returned. It seemed he must have had an emergency.

An Yan took out her phone to send him a message: "I’m waiting for you at home!"

She didn’t receive a reply for a long time. An Yan decided to use the Divination Technique to see for herself!

Unexpectedly, she saw Li Tianyao, drenched in sweat, clenching a spherical steel ball. Lu Feng and Lin Ling stood anxiously on either side of him, each gripping a net. They looked worried, as if ready to ensnare Li Tianyao at any moment.

Was he suffering from a headache, or about to have an attack?

An Yan suddenly stood up. "Luolie!"

"Present," Luolie replied.

"Ask Lu Feng where Li Tianyao is. Don’t say I asked."

「Ten thousand needles piercing his brain!」

The pain turned Li Tianyao’s face pale. Sweat beads streamed down from his temples, and his vision intermittently flashed white.

Lu Feng and Lin Ling clutched the steel wire net, watching him with fear and trepidation. If Lord Nine had an attack, they would need to drape the net over him immediately. The net, which could be electrified, would weaken his combat effectiveness and buy them time to control him.

Li Tianyao clutched the steel ball tightly, his five fingers sinking deep into it, but it did little to ease his suffering.

The rustling sound of wind sweeping through leaves suddenly became unbearable. He closed his eyes, silently cycling his Inner Strength to counter the pain.

Lu Feng and Lin Ling watched as Lord Nine’s clothes slowly became soaked with sweat. They saw his face grow whiter and whiter, and the ball in his hands contort into various shapes under his grip.

They dared not make a sound, even deliberately controlling their breathing, for Lord Nine must not hear any noise during his episodes. They had been taught the Turtle Breathing Technique since childhood, all so that one day, if Lord Nine had an attack, they could protect themselves.

Lin Ling remembered an incident from three years ago. Lord Nine, in extreme pain and on the verge of losing his senses, had chopped off his own arm to avoid harming others. As the memory suddenly resurfaced, Lin Ling’s tears overflowed uncontrollably.

A teardrop fell onto the floor, making a soft sound.

From the sofa, Li Tianyao suddenly turned his head.