Chapter 292: Chapter 292: Salt on the Palm, The More You Hit, The More It Hurts

The man who arrived was none other than Jing Yi’s secretary.

He brought with him the divorce agreement papers.

The male secretary displayed a standard smile, respectfully bowing towards Old Mrs. Mu.

Then, he turned towards Mu Suyu, whose gaze was so numb and distant that she almost immediately changed her response.

“Lady Han, Mr. Jing hopes you can sign the agreement as soon as possible and take half a day off tomorrow to visit the Civil Affairs Bureau.”

“Ladies and gentlemen from the various TV stations, Mr. Jing has stated that regardless of whether Jing Yu is his son or not, his mistakes are unforgivable. He will renounce his right to appeal against Jing Yu and agrees and supports all legal judgments against him.”

Lu Xining and Fu Junhang exchanged glances after seeing the documents, not expecting Jing Yi to cut off the ‘rotten flesh’ so swiftly.

Technically, he shouldn’t have announced the end of his marriage to Mu Suyu at such a critical moment, as it wasn’t favorable for the path he intended to follow.

But the man, having suppressed and restrained himself for over twenty years, had lost the woman he deeply loved.

He could only continue a facade of a marriage with a woman he didn’t love for so many years, only to realize at the end of his life’s path that the light had long been invisible.

Regardless of whether Jing Yu was the son he had hoped for, Jing Yi couldn’t possibly obtain the position he desired because of the offenses Jing Yu had committed.

However, his act of righteous severance rendered his image favorably.

Lu Xining reviewed the developments of the entire day.

From the first step to the last, everything was within the plans they had laid out the night before.

The divorce agreement that completely devastated Mu Suyu, though expected, came faster than she anticipated from this man.

Men.

Especially self-serving men.

They will always prioritize extricating themselves from the worst predicaments and even establish for themselves an image of an innocent, deceived, and betrayed victim.

Just because of the scandals exposed today.

The whole of Port City would probably sympathize with this man, dragged down into the mire by his wife and son.

Jing Yi’s risky maneuver was also a means of self-preservation.

The butcher and the maid, when taken away, were still helplessly raging, never feeling they were at fault.

Zhang Xiaomei, watching Mu Suyu who hadn’t looked at her once from start to finish, felt her heartache intensify. She had given so much just to provide her daughter with a worry-free life; why didn’t her daughter appreciate or love her?

It shouldn’t have to be this way! Surely, it must be the Mu Family’s influence that corrupted her daughter.

She screamed directly at Old Mrs. Mu, “Mu Lan, this is all your own doing. You deserve this!”

“Who told you to be so proud and arrogant, thinking there’s nothing in the world you can’t do, yet you fail to recognize your own daughter!”

Zhang Xiaomei struggled incessantly to break free from the security’s restraint, but it was futile.

She could only continue to shout at Mu Suyu, “Cai Cai, I am your biological mother, you should call me ‘Mom,’ not her!”

“Shut up! Just shut up!” Mu Suyu snapped, screaming her inner displeasure.

“My name is Mu Suyu, not Han Zhaocai. Such a disgusting name isn’t mine. How could you two paupers possibly be my parents? You couldn’t possibly have a daughter as excellent as me!”

The butcher, who cared greatly about face, hearing his biological daughter say this, instantly grew furious, his eyes turning red as he shouted, “You ungrateful girl, if it weren’t for me and your mother, would you have the good life you have now? You could have ended up like that wretched girl, growing up in a pigsty!”

The moment these words were spoken, both Lu Xining and Fu Junhang’s expressions changed.

Old Mrs. Mu also paled.

“A pigsty? You actually made my daughter live in a pigsty?”

At this moment, Mu Lan’s gaze could kill!

Lu Xining stood with a dark expression and addressed the guests and television reporters at the scene, “Ladies and gentlemen, we need to pause today’s event here, as we have some private matters to resolve. Please excuse us.”

At that moment, about a dozen black cars pulled up at the entrance of the press conference, and several dozen men in black suits entered from outside.

People who had reached their positions were certainly not without brains.

They quickly left the charity foundation’s venue.

As soon as they got back into their cars, the television reporters immediately started editing the news, broadcasting the incident involving Mu Suyu and Jing Yu.

“Top-tier Mu Family betrayed by their nanny, their own daughter tragically killed.”

“Cannibalistic family rotten from top to bottom, embarrassing sight at the mini version of ‘spicy hot pepper.'”

While the reporters rushed to draft their reports, Haozi had hacked all the cameras at the press conference.

With a wooden stick, Fu Junhang completely disabled the limbs of the pig butcher and the nanny. Expressionlessly, he watched the two half-dead murderers on the ground, then turned and walked towards Mu Suyu, who was paralyzed on the floor.

The stick in his hand was crafted according to ancient punishment tools as instructed by Lu Xining.

It was embedded with iron nails to increase the damage inflicted by the board. With every strike, the dense iron nails would pierce into the flesh, until there wasn’t a spot left untouched.

But Fu Junhang was still too kind, quickly knocking the pig butcher and the nanny unconscious.

Lu Xining’s original plan was for each of them to endure at least thirty or forty hits, continuing once the wounds turned into scars.

Repeatedly, until they became utterly unrecognizable.

As Fu Junhang approached, Mu Suyu, scared out of her wits, tried to escape by crawling; her previously graceful and intellectual white suit was now completely disheveled.

“Mom, Mom, save me, he’s going to kill me!”

She continued to call Old Mrs. Mu “mom,” infuriating her so much that she smacked her across the face with her cane, leaving a pronounced red mark.

“Shut up! You don’t deserve to call me mom!”

Watching her own daughter, whom she had nurtured to be soft and tender, Mu Lan’s rage escalated to uncontrollable levels.

Like a flood or a wild beast about to burst forth!

Before Fu Junhang could lay a hand on her, Mu Lan had already beaten Mu Suyu to the ground with her cane.

With each hit, she felt heartache for her own flesh and blood.

Was her precious daughter, whom she had lovingly cared for, supposed to grow up in such an environment?

When Mu Lan had a difficult childbirth years ago, she was unconscious after her daughter was born.

Her deeply loving husband did not leave her side, guarding her, while the care of their child was left to the nanny back then.

Reflecting on how the nanny had taken some time off and, upon returning, claimed she had miscarried, Mu Lan did not blame her for bad luck but allowed her to continue working for the Mu family, unwittingly sowing the seeds of disaster.

It wasn’t that the nanny had failed to save her daughter; she had delivered her daughter prematurely.

Returning to the Mu family was all to switch her own daughter.

Mu Suyu was beaten until she could hardly breathe.

Meanwhile, the pig butcher and the nanny were being doused with bucket after bucket of saltwater by people arranged by Lu Xining.

Like sharp blades scraping on the bone, the pain awoke them violently; yet, because their limbs were disabled, there was no escaping the saline torture.

Lu Xining, holding a handful of salt, stood over Mu Suyu, looking down into her eyes with indescribable coldness.

She slowly squatted down, her voice piercingly cold.

“I told you, the pain you inflicted on Jing Zheng, I will reclaim it bit by bit.”

With the warmth of her palm, she slowly melted the salt until her entire hand was covered in salt particles, then savagely slapped Mu Suyu across the face.