"Yu’er, you and Shen You’an are good friends. Could you ask her to plead for your uncle? Your uncle is innocent. I really have nothing to do with Yu Fusheng..."

Through the glass window, Gao Yuyue watched the man’s clumsy performance calmly.

Ren Mingze continued to perform emotionally and eloquently: "Yu’er, have you forgotten how much your uncle used to care for you? Your dad is not here. If your uncle goes in, how will you, your mom, and your grandma survive?"

"You still have the face to mention my dad?" Gao Yuyue suddenly erupted in anger, her beautiful eyes filled with resentment.

Ren Mingze was taken aback by her sudden change in emotion.

Gao Yuyue stared at Ren Mingze with reddened eyes: "Qing Hong is your man, Gao Jie too. My dad fell into the trap you set for him, leading to his ruin. He was just in the way of your getting rich, so why did you have to be so ruthless? Did you ever think about my mom or me back then? Saying these hypocritical words now only makes me feel sick."

Ren Mingze’s face went ashen: "How did you...?"

"If you don’t want people to know, don’t do it. Also, I know that you’ve always had connections with the foreign illegal organization Black Glove. You’ve become so obsessed with profit that you’ll stop at nothing. Spend the rest of your life in prison reflecting on it."

With those words, she stood up and left without looking back.

Ren Mingze stared blankly; he couldn’t understand how Gao Yuyue knew.

Of course, it must have been Shen You’an who told her.

Shen You’an even managed to take down Yu Fusheng, so in his eyes, this girl now seemed omnipotent, capable of anything. There was no way she wouldn’t know about his dealings with Black Glove.

But it’s too late for anything now. Yu Fusheng can’t even help himself, and Yu’e hates him to the core. Who else could save him?

Gao Yuyue walked out of the detention center, looked up at the sky, and took a deep breath.

A black business car was parked by the roadside. Gao Yuyue walked over and opened the back door to get in.

A tissue was handed over, "If you want to cry, just cry. Don’t hold it in."

Gao Yuyue hesitated for a moment, then suddenly threw herself into the person’s arms, sobbing uncontrollably.

Shen You’an helplessly embraced her shoulder, feeling a chill in his heart as it was soaked by her tears.

After crying until she was exhausted, she wiped her tears and sniffles on Shen You’an, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"Thank you, An’an. Otherwise, I would still be deceived by Ren Mingze and aiding a villain."

Gao Yuyue wasn’t stupid. She had noticed something was wrong a long time ago, but she couldn’t believe her uncle was the one who framed her dad. Later, Shen You’an gave her the evidence, completely shattering her last illusion.

After parting ways with Gao Yuyue, Shen You’an went to visit her uncle, Zhang Jian. He and Qin Yurou were doing well. They already got their marriage certificate, and their home was filled with festive red decorations, very joyful.

They had discussed not having a formal wedding. Instead, they planned to host a few tables for dinner so that family and friends could gather for a cheerful meal.

The day for the dinner was set for the eighth of next month, an auspicious day.

Shen You’an gave them a big red envelope, which made Qin Yurou extremely happy. She couldn’t cook, but recently enrolled in a cooking class, and her learning results were quite good. Now she could make a few simple home-cooked dishes.

Qin Yurou warmly entertained Shen You’an. She was attentive to Zhang Jian’s niece, being very careful not to offend her.

The young girl was incredibly capable.

After the meal, Shen You’an took a property deed out of her bag and handed it to Zhang Jian.

Zhang Jian was momentarily stunned: "An’an, what is this for?"

"I’ve transferred this house to your name. It will be yours and auntie’s marital home, and it’s my wedding gift to you."

Qin Yurou looked at Shen You’an in shock.

Zhang Jian had told her that this house was bought by Shen You’an using her scholarship money. Shen You’an was a top student, and Lanya Group was wealthy. Still, the Mansion Spring was a school district house, and the housing prices had already risen. This one was now worth two to three million. Yet Shen You’an gave it to Zhang Jian without batting an eye...

Zhang Jian’s niece was exceptionally capable.

But what made Qin Yurou happiest was Shen You’an calling her aunt.

Zhang Jian’s cheeks flushed red, and he quickly pushed the property deed back: "No way, this is too valuable for me to accept. I just discussed with Yurou about moving back to the old house. Keep this house for your future marriage. Your uncle can’t take advantage of you."

"I’ve bought a house in Jingzhou and will likely stay there for school and work in the future. I rarely return to Qingzhou, so keeping this house is useless to me. Uncle raised me like his own daughter, so in my heart, he’s no different from my father. Consider this house my gift to you as filial respect. If you don’t accept it, I’ll be upset."