The Bai Family collapsed rapidly.
When a tree falls, the monkeys scatter.
All those who had previously fawned over Bai Yuejie with warm greetings, gifts, and flowers vanished without a trace after the Bai family's crisis.
Bai Yuejie had never cared for those gifts.
Though valuable, their intentions were too obvious, filled with a mercenary air.
Yet now, when all was gone, Bai Yuejie realized that having many people curry favor was not such a bad thing.
It at least proved your identity, your status had its uses.
What was terrifying was when you no longer had value, you were nothing.
Bai Yuejie once again sat in the hospital ward, her spirit in a haze.
Although she was alive, she might as well have been a walking corpse.
Uncle Liu had been tried for smuggling and murder as the principal offender and sentenced to death.
While others, as accomplices, received various sentences from ten years to life imprisonment.
