Chapter 1033: Turning the Tables and Bullying Others

"I cannot give you the necklace; this is a Mother's Day gift Hanyu gave me."

Wang Yinghao tucked the necklace into her collar.

Wang Yingzhi curled her lip: "Pah, how stingy. You can't even bear to part with a necklace. If you hadn't taken over my life, all of this should have been mine. Hanyu is a filial, good child; he was supposed to be filial to me. It is only because you popped up halfway that you snatched the happiness that should have been mine."

"Hanyu is so rich, he shouldn't mind supporting one more mother..." Wang Yingzhi was lost in wishful thinking.

Wang Yinghao was furious: "You can bully me however you like, but I will not allow you to scheme against Hanyu." Women are weak by nature, but mothers are strong.

She could endure however her older sister bullied her.

But if she schemed against her own son, that would not do!

"I won't, I'm just chatting with you, how could I possibly scheme against them? That Shi Youxuan is craftier than a monkey; I wouldn't dare plot against her."

Wang Yinghao breathed a sigh of relief. She kept her head down to wash the clothes, failing to notice the glint of malice in her sister's eyes!

"How about this, I won't harass them, just let me have a look at your jewelry!"

The pier.

The already bustling pier was even livelier today, with many police officers arriving to investigate.

Wanted posters with black text on a white background were plastered everywhere, and Zhu Qingxiang's photo appeared squarely on the warrants.

The reward offered by the police was negligible, but the private reward was too tempting.

Five million—how many years of struggle could that save?

There had never been a shortage of stowaways at the pier, but this time there was no sign of Zhu Qingxiang. If he tried to escape via his usual route, he would be sent to the police station before even leaving the pier.

The pier was not far from the Resort.

The Resort had already ceased operations. Shi Youxuan was investigating there, requiring every single employee to appear before her so she could see if any strangers had mixed in.

The roster had to be carefully screened, and the rooms checked one by one. Forget about strangers; even if a mosquito flew in, they had to determine its sex!

After a tiring day, busy from morning until night, it was a pity there were no clues at all.

During this time, other places were much the same.

The airport.

The train station.

The highway exits.

Even the national highways were being thoroughly checked by police, but no leads were found.

Those two people seemed to have evaporated into thin air.

Everyone suspected they had already left Jiangzhou, but no one was willing to be the first to say it; it was too frustrating.

Traces of a Strong Fake Death Agent were detected on the packaging of the cake Zhu Qingxiang had eaten. This substance existed abroad, but not in Jiangzhou at all.

It was generally used by spies; after use, symptoms such as a pale complexion, bloodshot eyes, vomiting, and full-body convulsions would appear.

It looked very serious, and medical examinations would show high blood pressure and abnormal physical indicators, but in reality, these were all fake. The person using the drug had no actual problems; they just had to play along with the act.

It could even lead to heart stoppage and symptoms of fake death later on.

If it were the first situation, the person using the drug could escape on their own.

But if they didn't escape within a certain time and reached the second situation, they would need someone to help them escape.

Zhu Qingrui had arrived, and surprisingly, no one had noticed.

How did he get here?

How did the two of them make contact?

How did he pass messages out from the Prison?

The only person who could explain this now was Wang Yingzhi.

The conversations in the visitation room were all recorded; Wang Yingzhi was fine, and there were no issues with their call logs.

How the brothers made contact had become a mystery.

L Country.

An unnamed Island.

The golden, magnificent little island was filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers, as exquisite as a painting.

In the center of the island sat a small two-story Villa.

Zhu Qingxiang lay on a beach chair, holding up a glass, and toasted the person on the video screen: "Cheers! To freedom!" After saying this, he drank it all in one gulp!

The scarlet liquid in the glass was fruit juice; he did not drink alcohol.

Alcohol could bring temporary happiness, but it numbed the nerves, and long-term reliance on alcohol made it impossible to make accurate judgments.

Zhu Qingxiang was very self-disciplined and never drank alcohol.

The person on the screen also raised their glass: "Cheers, to my brother regaining his freedom."

It was also fruit juice; the brothers were equally self-disciplined.

Zhu Qingxiang took a blissful breath of the slightly salty air. The sea breeze blew gently, the sun was not harsh, and it felt warm on his body—it was as comfortable as could be.

"Thank you, Qingrui. A year has passed, and you have improved so quickly; you are better than your brother."

On the other end of the screen.

Chen Ran—no, Zhu Qingrui—smiled somewhat shyly: "Brother, don't thank me. We are brothers; thanking each other makes us feel like strangers. Being able to rescue you, Brother, is the thing that makes me happiest. Father can finally close his eyes in the afterlife."

"When brothers are of one heart,"

"They can cut through metal."

The person Wang Yingzhi met outside the Prison that day was Zhu Qingrui!

Taking advantage of the opportunity to help her pick up her bag, he had slipped a bag of cake into it without anyone noticing.

She really didn't notice.

In the past, when the two brothers were together, because they lived in constant fear, they had discussed many secret codes and methods of rescuing each other whenever they were idle.

This was just one of them.

When Zhu Qingxiang saw the cake packaging, he knew it had been sent by his younger brother, so when distributing the food, he quietly gave the meat and fish to others and kept the inconspicuous cake for himself.

He ate it, and sure enough, there was a reaction.

While in the ambulance, Zhu Qingxiang could feel his younger brother following behind.

In the emergency room, he had noticed signs of looseness in the central air conditioning vent on the ceiling; the moment the power went out, he quickly crawled into the vent, and his brother was indeed waiting for him inside.

The two brothers successfully escaped from the hospital and checked into a hotel in broad daylight.

Fake identities were all prepared; Zhu Qingxiang left Jiangzhou right under Shi Youxuan's nose, on the same plane as Shi Ran, with the identity of a life teacher from A Country.

And the real life teacher had been smuggled back to A Country.

It wasn't because they were kind-hearted that they didn't kill to silence the witness.

It was because killing to silence the witness would have too many repercussions, and it would be easy for Zhu Qingrui to be exposed while using the identity of Chen Ran!

Zhu Qingxiang was full of admiration and curiosity that his brother had transformed into the son of the Finance Minister of L Country.

His brother told him that his biological mother had been found, and she was the wife of the Finance Minister!

The Finance Minister had not the slightest suspicion about this son and kept him as his own biological child.

With this protective umbrella, it would be much easier for them to take revenge in the future.

……

Jiangzhou.

Sheng Family.

"I can't swallow the food made by the servants; go and cook me a bowl of noodles." Wang Yinghao started finding trouble again.

Wang Ying went to cook noodles for her, and she followed behind, nagging incessantly.

Fang Jie and Xiao Ya couldn't listen anymore, so the two of them hid to one side to discuss it.

Fang Jie: "I think we should tell the mistress about what has been happening at home these past two days; this woman is going too far, getting more and more excessive."

Xiao Ya: "But the old mistress won't let us say anything; is it okay for us to do this?"

"It's fine, there's nothing wrong with it; the old mistress has been brainwashed by her and is being bullied every day."

"It's only been a few days, look at how thin she's become."

"That's true, I'll make the call."

Shi Youxuan received the call from Fang Jie, and her expression grew increasingly ugly.

"You all handle things here, I'm coming home."