Free Web NovelChapter 1110: Chapter 1110: Targeting Mu Tiantian (9)
Just at this moment, a news headline popped up.
After carefully reading the content, Mu Tiantian couldn’t help but read it out loud.
"Old Madam Shen died of a heart attack after her grandson was caught gambling and soliciting prostitutes, and failed resuscitation efforts!"
Just like Bai Chenyao said, Old Madam Shen is gone.
Mu Tiantian’s expression was indifferent, without the joy she had when she saw the top trending topic earlier, only feeling pitiful.
If not for that fall, even if Shen Tianhai’s incident came out, Old Madam Shen wouldn’t have been gone like this.
Just as Mu Tiantian was about to turn off the computer, she suddenly saw the comments about the Mu Family below the news of Old Madam Shen’s failed resuscitation.
The implication was simple, if Old Madam Shen hadn’t fallen at Mr. Mu’s eightieth birthday, she wouldn’t have been gone like this.
Some even directly accused her, saying she deliberately tripped Old Madam Shen at that time, causing her to fall, and thus, she was the fundamental reason for Old Madam Shen’s death.
Mu Tiantian’s face became particularly unpleasant, feeling that the Shen Family was utterly shameless!
But thinking about it, the Shen Family was never one to care about face; if they did, Old Madam Shen’s issue wouldn’t have been mixed up with Xu Rou’s issue.
Xu Rou’s matter is still unresolved, and now with Old Madam Shen’s death, they’re dragging her into it again; the intentions of the Shen Family are obvious!
Mu Tiantian took a deep breath, trying to suppress the raging anger in her heart.
Her penguin avatar suddenly flashed, and Mu Tiantian saw that someone with the nickname Xiao Leilei had sent her a shaking window.
"Tiantian, Tiantian!"
"I’m here, Xiao Lei!"
"Don’t look at those messy news, don’t get mad! Look, I hacked their account, hacked into their computers!"
Mu Tiantian had just typed a word but hadn’t sent it when her phone rang.
She quickly answered the call, and before Mu Tiantian could speak, she heard Song Xiaozhi’s anxious voice.
"Tiantian, I’m on my way to Golden Bay!"
The anger in her heart slowly subsided due to the appearance of Han Ailei and Song Xiaozhi, and because of their concern, Mu Tiantian felt a warm sensation in her heart.
When Mu Tiantian looked at her phone again, Song Xiaozhi had already hung up.
Mu Tiantian sat on the sofa, watching the continuously emerging comments below. In her black grape-like eyes, a trace of coldness flashed.
Mr. Mu’s eightieth birthday, the incident of Old Madam Shen’s fall must uncover the mastermind behind it, or she will only be dragged deeper and deeper into it, eventually being devoured by the shameless Shen Family’s public opinion, leaving not even a shred behind.
But exactly how to investigate, Mu Tiantian was somewhat at a loss.
One must know that where Old Madam Shen fell was a blind spot, not captured by any cameras. Whether it was Shen Xin’s intention or someone else’s, she could only say that Old Madam Shen, Shen Xin, and Mu Haiyun were all suspicious, but she could not determine who it was.
Precisely because of this, there had been no clues about this matter, and it just lingered.
Mu Tiantian originally thought that with Old Madam Shen paralyzed, the perpetrator would feel guilty and regretful. What she didn’t expect was that not only did they not feel remorseful, but they even intensified their efforts, using any information and means available to drag her down.
After thinking it over, Mu Tiantian decided she couldn’t just wait idly by; she had to take the initiative.
Of course, she had to prepare everything thoroughly, and also understand the temper and habits of Old Madam Mu and the others, as well as their recent activities.
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