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"Don't worry, everyone said the little rabbit is fine. But you have to stay in bed and rest for a while." Tang Yucheng took out a wet tissue and gently wiped away the tears on her face, soothingly saying.

"The little rabbit is fine." An Xiaotu whispered his words softly, repeating them.

Thankfully, the little rabbit is fine. Otherwise, she might have gone crazy.

After all, the little rabbits had grown in her belly for so long. They even had names picked out and a nursery ready, along with lots of supplies for the bunnies.

After soothing her emotions, Tang Yucheng turned to pour her a cup of warm water.

An Xiaotui took the water cup, and then her stomach rumbled with a hungry "gurgling" sound. She was stunned for a second, her pale little face immediately flushed red, and she also felt herself getting hungry.

"I'm hungry..." she said to him in a low voice, embarrassed as she lowered her head.

She wanted to have breakfast this morning, but something unexpected happened, and now it's past two in the afternoon.

"I heard you." Tang Yucheng used his long fingers to smooth a stray hair on her cheek, and said to her blushing face, "Wait for me a moment."

Then, he stood up from the chair and walked to the door of the ward.

"Mom, the little rabbit is hungry," Mo Caijing said to her mother as she waited in the outer parlor.

"Little rabbit, are you awake Wait two minutes, I'll be right there." Mo Caijing heard this and immediately excitedly finished her sentence, then quickly walked into the kitchen and personally brought out the food that had already been prepared.

After the incident this morning, and with the discovery that servants in Tang's estate had been bribed; the Tang family is now extra careful, not trusting anyone else to handle things like food.

An Xiaotu lay in bed, teasingly said, "Tang Yucheng, you are so lazy, you even ask your mother to do things."

"Hmm." Tang Yu Cheng did not refute, playing with her soft and tender little hand.

Such things happened at home, and he didn't want to leave her side now, afraid something else might happen that would drive him mad.

He has already arranged for his recent work, some of which he has temporarily handed over to others. He must stay with her during this time until she is discharged and returns to the unit.

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After making sure An Xiaotu and the child were safe, Tang Moqing said goodbye to his elder brother and left the hospital that night.

He still has some important things to do!

In a dedicated interrogation room.

Tang Mo, dressed in a black suit, had a sullen face at this moment. His whole body emanated a sinister and ruthless aura. His bloodthirsty ice-like eyes swept across everyone present, especially the man Tang Yucheng had hinted at.

He slowly opened his lips and said in an icy voice, "Whoever participated in the murder of the second young mistress, step forward!"

"Young Master Three, this matter has nothing to do with us. You must investigate it thoroughly."

"Third young master, at the time we had no idea such an accident would happen. When the second mistress arrived, the butler immediately ordered everyone to stop what they were doing."

Those were just simple laborers busy clearing their names, they were lowly paid workers, how could they possibly have murdered the Tang family's precious second young mistress for no reason.

"Third Young Master, perhaps the wardrobe wasn't placed properly back then, causing such an accident…" One of the movers hadn't finished his sentence when he was kicked hard by Tang Moqingye.

He let out a painful cry, his body slammed against the wall and tumbled down, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

The man Tang Moqing kicked last night was the one Tang Yucheng had hinted at before.

A cruel and bloodthirsty smirk curled upon his lips, he strode towards the man with a composed, elegant gait, thick with the stench of death.

That man looked at Tang Moqing, who was walking towards him with fear etched on his face. The killing intent, coldness, and ruthlessness emanating from his whole body gave the man an illusion, as if he saw a demon who slaughtered everything in his path, a heartless killer with blood dripping from his icy sword, covered in blood from the slaughterhouse, walking towards him; as if the next second, he would also become a soul beneath his sword.

"Say! Who else was involved in this" Tang Mo, like a devil, surveyed the men from his lofty position, his gaze as cold and sharp as ice.

He finished speaking, his cold eyes swept over the others, scaring everyone into hurriedly lowering their heads and taking two steps back, fearing they would become a soul beneath this furious man's feet in the next moment.

"Third, Young Master San, who else is involved I'm innocent, I really didn't want to harm Madam! Please see clearly..." The man cried out for himself while trembling like a flea-bitten dog.

Absolutely not admit it!

Once admitted, he would surely be killed without a burial.

"Innocent" Tang Moqing tilted his head, a smirk playing on his lips as he looked at the man. His voice was elegant yet chillingly calm, "My second brother saw some of your little moves himself. You're telling me you're innocent If you were truly innocent, do you think I would have kicked you first"

The man's face suddenly turned as white as a sheet, overwhelmed by despair: Second...Second Master saw it

"I suppose you're unaware of how the Tang family punishes its enemies, nor do you know that I've always been the one handling those underhanded, shameful affairs that couldn't see the light of day. You dare to offend a member of the Tang family without a care for your life" Tang Moqing gracefully accepted the gloves offered by his subordinate. With movements as elegant and aesthetically pleasing as an artist crafting their masterpiece, he donned the gloves:

"Then, today let you all see this young master's skills."

All the movers present, even those who hadn't been involved in the plot, paled and trembled, terrified that this man might lash out in his fury and inadvertently harm them.

It is said that those in power can make a person disappear with ease, even the police dare not investigate. In the end, they are registered as missing persons.

Especially for a powerful military-business conglomerate like the Tang family, even if all of them disappeared, nobody would dare to investigate. Even if they did investigate, they wouldn't be able to find anything.

Tang Moqing cast a glance at the several guards behind him. Two guards, tall and strong, immediately stepped forward and lifted the man lying on the ground.

"His voice is so unpleasant, I don't want my ears to be tortured by the sound of a pig being slaughtered when it's time for me to get physical."

Tang Moqing turned slightly, taking a white coat from the dark guard's hands. After putting it on, he seriously selected from the various torture instruments laid out on the table. There were torture instruments from ancient times to the present.

Any of these instruments used on a person would be absolutely unforgettable for life.

The guards, upon hearing this, swiftly sealed the man's mouth.

Finally, Tang Mo picked a hydraulic torture device at night and walked in front of the man.ng With HimIn preparation for his trip, Wen Ping Sheng stayed at home every day, intending to recover from his injuries while drawing and saving enough manuscripts for two updates of his webcomic.Afte...